(A/N: So this one shot is based off the new pictures released for Thor: Ragnarok. WHERE IS ALL OF HIS HAIR!? AND MJOLNIR!? Not so sure about the new look but still excited about the film.)
Summary: (Y/N) and Thor have been dating for a few months, everyone is happy and well until Thor comes back from a long day at 'work' with a new look. But how will his girlfriend react?
Characters: Thor Odinson x Reader
Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name
Warnings: SAdnESs BeCausE THOr's LUCsiouS HaiR Is aLl GOnE! But just a tiny bit of arguing before fluff.
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The smell of creamy spaghetti carbonara filled my small kitchen as I stirred the pasta in the saucepan. This was one of my favourite meals and I wanted my boyfriend from outer space to experience it. Who would have thought that me, an average woman with what was an average life, would be dating Thor Odinson; a demi god, Prince of Asgard, God of Thunder and an Avenger? It certainly wasn't what I had planned for my future but there was no way I would change anything about it now. He was the most caring man I had ever met, so curious about Earth and how it worked which meant I got to show him all the wonderful things about it.
I knew Thor was coming home early from work today as he was only in for training. I was thankful that he had no missions any time soon, the Sokovia incident only just happened and although Thor was a demi god he could still be hurt. Even though I had seen how he so bravely fought, how strong he really was, I still worried about him. Hopefully he would be able to leave on time today instead of having to work extra hours with Steve. Steve Rogers was a lovely guy but he worked himself and the others too hard; I wanted my man home right now.
As I continued to cook, I heard my front door open then close, along with heavy footsteps. I knew it was Thor.
I called out to him."Hi babe, I've almost finished cooking dinner. I'm making my favourite, it's not very extravagant but I think you'll like his."
His deep voice replied."It smells delicious my love. I am so glad that I have returned to you."
It was silent for a moment and I assumed that he was sitting down in the lounge after a long day. Who could blame him? His job was being a superhero, saving lives, it was a hard career.
"(Y/N)," his voice sounded closer this time,"I do not want you to he alarmed."
I stopped focusing on the food for a moment and turned around to face the doorway. It was empty."Why would I be? Thor what are you hiding?"
He was hesitant to speak."I...I may have lied to you today."
"Lied? Lied about what? And can you please come in here, I don't want to talk to you through a wall."
I waited a few moments, crossing my arms over my chest. His tall frame came into view and for a moment I smiled. It was so funny, he was too big for my tiny flat. But something was different. My eyes worked their way up from his feet to his head.
No...he didn't
Did he!?
"Thor..."
"Please do not be mad at me my love, I did have you in my mind when I went through with this." he looked so nervous.
"YOU CUT OFF YOUR HAIR!?" I raised my voice. It was more shock than anger."B-but...what?"
His long, blonde, silky locks were gone, they vanished. Instead was a short cut with a small quiff a the front. He just looked so different. I loved his hair.
"Yes, but not out of spite! I just felt that I did not fit in with my long hair. It helps me in battles as well."
My mouth opened and closed, unsure of what to say.
"You are angry with me, are you not? Oh I knew that this was a bad idea. I told you I was going to work because I know you do not wish for me to walk the streets alone in case I get into trouble. But instead I cut my hair."
"I-it's just so different, that's all. I meam, you know how much I loved your hair."
"Yes and I am sorry." he finally had the courage to walk closer."But I hope that you love me the same as you did before."
As his big hands went to my petite waist, I couldn't help but run my fingers through his now short hair. It wasn't like he was now unattractive, that would never be the case. Thor was known for his long hair that was kept pristine during battles (besides being a god, Avenger etc.). I studied it for a few more minutes before finally voicing my opinion.
"I mean, I don't hate it, it's just such a huge difference. Plus you did not have to cut your hair to fit in. Everyone loves you, you should know that."
He sheepishly smiled, looking down at his feet."Thank you my love. Please be honest, does this style suit me?"
I giggled."You could be bald and still be the most handsome man in the world."
He placed a quick kiss to my lips."I do not suppose you will be cutting your hair any time soon then?"
"Oh no. You may be able to pull off any look but all this hair I top of my head is staying put no matter what you say."
