All Yours {Thunderscience/Thruce}

"Sleep with me?" - "Have dinner with me?"

A/N:
This chapter may have many POV changes, but shouldn't be a problem in later chapters. I try to make it more in Thor's POV, but some things can only be explained from Bruce's perspective.

//Bruce's POV//
You'll never make it back to Earth! You'll never make it back to Earth! You'll never make it back to Earth!

"Sh-shut up..."

//Thor's POV//
I woke again for the third time tonight. The couch didn't help. Neither did Bruce's mumbling. He mumbles in his sleep. Sometimes he makes little whining sounds. It's a little cute when I think about it, but I can't help but wonder what he's dreaming about.

"Sh-shut up..." I hear a cry coming from Bruce. I turn my body to face his direction. Is he awake? Is he dreaming? Is he... crying?

I sit up and wipe my eyes. I look around, unsure of the time, but assume it would be a time like midnight. I get up and walk to Bruce. Crouching down to his level, I place a hand on the sobbing man's cheek. I stroke my hand through his curly hair, which became sweaty.

"Banner? Are you okay? Do you need anything? Water?" I ask, hoping he's awake to hear me. After not getting a reply for ten seconds I take my hand out of his hair and stand up. As I begin to walk back to the couch I'll now call my bed for the next year, I feel a tug on my pinkie.

I look down at my hand. Bruce is holding my finger. He tugs at it twice, getting my attention. "Ah, Banner. You're awake." I say, softly. I edge closer to him. He doesn't let go of my finger.

"I can't sleep without having nightmares... Thor... can you sleep with me tonight?" I freeze at the offer.

I think. Nightmares must stress him out. The Hulk could escape him and express that stress. If it would calm him down, what would be wrong with sharing a bed with... a friend.

I nod at him and walk around to the other side of the bed. I pull the blanket up on my side and hop in. I pull the blanket over most of my body, stopping at my chest. The bed is so much more comfortable.

Bruce turns over to face me. "Thank you..." he says. It only takes him a few seconds to get comfortable again, including him placing an arm over my chest.

Hmm. Warm..

//Bruce's POV//
I slowly put my arm on Thor's chest. It's warm. This is going to be weird when he wakes up... what am I doing? I reposition my arm so it's lower and closer to me, leaving my hand on his covered stomach instead.

//Thor's POV//
I wake up with a sleeping Bruce beside me. An arm on my stomach and a leg wrapped around mine. His face squished up against the pillow made me giggle softly. He looked funny, yet peaceful. I smile.

After carefully getting out of bed, I look into the closet. A grey tank top lay in a dresser along with black jeans. I did not know how similar they dressed to humans. I thought. Usually you'd see them wearing bright and fun coloured clothing.

I take them out along with a dark blue button up and light brown pants for Bruce. I place his clothing on the bed for him and get dressed in the room, not worrying about it since the other man is asleep.

I change and leave the room. Bruce will be ok with getting ready on his own.

I go to take a trip downstairs and get in the elevator. The door nearly closes before a hand stops it. I raise a brow, looking at the perfectly manicured hands. The doors open again and Loki steps in.

"Hello, brother!" I pat his shoulder. He doesn't react and keeps his resting bitch face. "Hello, Thor." He reply's. No hate or hurt in his voice, just plain.