Eye of the Storm (Marvel Fanfic)

Chapter One

Thor gently nudges the door open and enters the apartment. He takes a look around at the mess before stepping further inside. The place clearly hasn't seen light in days - dirty dishes are stacked up on the side, empty takeout boxes are strewn everywhere, the laundry basket is piled high and the carpet is nowhere to be seen. He carefully steps over each obstacle as he scans the apartment looking for you. Just as he is about to call out your name, he finds you sitting in the windowsill of your bedroom. Knees pulled up tight to your chest, staring out at the rain from inside.

Tentatively, he speaks: "Y/N?"

Without looking up, you bite: "What do you want, Thor?"

Thor: "I just wanted to check on you and to see if you were ok?"

He looks around again and cringes at the stupidity of his question. Clearly, you are not ok - you are the furthest thing from ok.

Y/N: "I'm fine...I'm alive. So, you can leave now. Goodbye."

Thor: "Yeah, I'm not sure you are, though."

You roll your eyes. What does he fucking want from me? Just piss off already and leave me alone.

Thor: "Have you eaten? Perhaps I could make you something to eat?"

He thinks for a second before suggesting "French toast? That's your favourite, right?"

Y/N: "I'm not hungry."

Thor: "I also brought some fruit if you just wanted to try a piece of that? Or chips? Crackers? I have lots of snacks....and..."

You snap, cutting him off: "I said, I'm not hungry!"

You're angry now. You just want to be left alone, but nobody seems to be grasping that....or they do, and are simply choosing to ignore your wishes.

Thor: "Ok, sorry. How about I just hang out here for a little while? We don't have to talk or anything, I'll just tidy up a bit for you, maybe put some laundry on and run you a bath? How does that sound?"

Desperate for him to stop talking and just leave, you mumble: "Yeah, whatever," turn your head, and return your focus to the rain.