Is this the love that I've been searching for? -Sindri x Reader

Ch.1 Brok's funeral

Everyone gathered in Svartalfheim at Brok's funeral. Their faces no longer held smiles but sadness and grief after their friend.They were waiting for Sindri to appear, he was his brother after all. After Brok's death by the hand of Odin, they didn't see the second Huldra brother since.

Among the small crowd there was a beautiful young woman who held ther omantic feelings towards the mourning dwarf from the very first day when they met. She had (e/c) eyes, (h/l)(h/c)hair. Her body could be described as a little chubby or thick but that wasn't a flaw in any aspect. She proved that she was strong and fierce warrior when she was helping Kratos, Atreus, Freya and Mimir.

(Y/N)came to Midgard after her own battles and struggles mostly with the Wild Hunt in her dimension. She knew how to use magic so it wasn't a problem for her to go on her own adventure. She was warmly welcome in this land, it reminded her about Skellige Islands, mostly because of the similar clothes people were wearing and their behaviour. Who would have thought that beside finding new friends and family she woud find love. Love that she could never see again.

(Y/N)had hope that she would see the dwarven blacksmith one last time before she left Midgard. Seeing his eyes, once happy during their meetings in his workshop, now full of pain and anger. It was breaking her heart. It's not that she hadn't tried to talk to him and comfort him. She tried. But in every attempt to do this, he seemed to ignore her, not even sparing her a glance.. She got the message, he probably was mad at her as well as at Atreus for bringing Odin to his house.So she stopped, leaving him alone with his own thoughts.

"Oh,come on, surely he'll be along, it's his brother" said Lunda.

"Let's hope so..." answered Durlin "Loss can do things to a man...We can begin"

Kratos took Brok's body and carried him to a prepared boat. Everyone was silent. Then Sindri came holding a burning torch and passed it to Durlin. He was not the same dwarf they all knew. His armor, now spattered with blood, his gloves forgotten, no longer protecting him from germs that he tried to avoid at all cost. He knelt beside his brother' s body to say his last goodbye to him.

" I love you, Brok. " whispered Sindri and together with Kratos they pushed the boat on the water. Sindri took the torch from Durlin and stood near Freya, waiting for her to ignite the arrow. When the arrow found it's target, they all watched as the body of their friend,their brother, burned in the water of Svartalfheim.

"Sindri..."started Kratos putting his hand on the dwarf' s shoulder."Brok was-" but he didn't finish. Sindri shrugged off Kratos hand and looked at him for a moment with his dull eyes, then he slowly started walk away from his friends.

'It'snow or never', thought (Y/N) getting a deep breath. "Sindri,wait..." He froze in place for a moment slightly turning his face to his shoulder. "...can we talk? Please."

"There is nothing to talk about." He said.

"Of course, there is...Please...Only a few minutes." (Y/N) felt that her voice started to shake a little.

"Okay"said Sindri after he sighed.

Both of them started to walk away from the crowd, not caring about crowd' s glances. Freya, Kratos and Mimir knew that (Y/N) was in love with Sindri and also that Sindri was in love with (Y/N). They couldn't wait to see them finally together. But now, they just looked sadly at the walking pair.

" A hole." said Mimir breaking the silence.

"What?"said Kratos lifting Mimir's head.

"Get's bigger, the more you take away." answered Mimir.