Bjørn's calloused fingers soothed your aches as you exhaled and rested your head on his shoulders, breathing in his scent.
As you did so, the solemn sound of the raindrops and Bjørn singing a Norse lullaby slowly lulled you to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
Vikings Imagines
Historical FictionWelcome, all Odin's children to my Wattpad blog dedicated to the Vikings TV Show and Norse Mythology! These Vikings Imagines can also be found on my Tumblr blog: Whisperer in Freya's Hall. Requests: Open || Asks: Open || Currently Working On: Imagi...
