All Yours {Thunderscience/Thruce}

What's your identity? Drinks?

A/N:
This is more of a fluffy filler, but includes important information about the Revengers.

Lez go ᕙ(░ಥ╭͜ʖ╮ಥ░)━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

//Thor's POV//
I lay next to the peaceful Bruce. When he makes noises in his sleep I use my technique of stroking my finger across his nose. Calms him right down. My mother used the same technique to help me sleep as a child.

He stayed in the same position all night, laying on his back. At least until the morning. He rolls over my way, still asleep.

Am I pushing our relationship to fast by asking him to date me today?

I know I've known him for a few years now, but I've only begun to know the real him for a few days now.

I won't give up, though.

I put my hand on his cheek. I feel the soft olive skin that I love so much.

His face is so squishy and soft... I think to myself.

As I slide my hand from Bruce's cheek and down to the side of his neck, his eyes open slowly. He gives his eyes time to adjust to the lamp light we keep on at night. I've learnt Bruce doesn't like the dark. It makes him scared.

"Mhm~ Hi Thor." Bruce yawns. I smile at the fact his eyes glowed, even if though they're dark. "Hello, Bruce. You look beautiful this morning." He truly does.

He blushes. "Don't flatter me like that." He laughs. "But I love it~" I whine. Bruce takes my hand off his neck and gets up.

I reach to him and whine again, "Noooo, Don't leaveeee~" Bruce smiles and walks over to the closet to get clothes. After waiting a second, I get up too and walk over to the tired man.

I hold him around his waist, from behind. I whisper to him, but not too quietly, "Hey, Bruce. I take a very big liking to you and want to protect you with all my life. Would you like to be my boyfriend?"

Bruce gasps. He grabs a shirt slowly, hesitating his every move every second. "Y-yes." He smiles and laughs. He turns to me, planting a kiss on my cheek. "Yes, I would love to."

My cheeks become flustered and hot.

We get dressed to leave the room. I dress casual again. I don't want to be the king everyone thinks a king is like. I want to be a friend. A friend of the people, not someone who stands above the rest.

Bruce wears tight black pants and another button up shirt. He's in love with those things. I wear a long sleeve white shirt and blue jeans.

I hold Bruce's hand up. As I'm about to kiss Bruce on the hand, there's a knock on the door. I turn to the door, turn back and kiss my lover's hand and walk to the door. I open it to see Loki in a pair of black skinny jeans and black t-shirt and Brunnhilde in another skater skirt, black this time and a white t-shirt.

"Sorry for interrupting you, brother. But there are no tasks or errands to run today. So we came here to tell you." Loki says. "And hang out." Brunnhilde shakes a flask of probably alcohol by the neck of the bottle.

"Hmm... no." I turn down their idea to hang out. What they did last night was not acceptable. One day will give them enough time to realise what they'd done.