Your sleep schedule was fucked up. You were stressed and had too much on your plate. You had more that 10 upcoming missions, your crush, Thor, is going out with your best friend. This month couldn't be going worse for you.
The bags under your eyes were getting more and more prominent, your hair was tangled and showed no sign of cooperating, so you had to walk around in your bonnet all day. Your diet was progressively getting worse. Originally, you were more on the thick side, but with this new bad diet, your desired weight goal is getting farther and farther away. Your new diet consisted of coffee, coffee, coffee, and you guessed it. More coffee. You barely at anything in hopes of reaching your desired goal.
You've been pacing the floors since midnight. It was 7:00 now. You sigh, looking at the time. Yet another night has went by, with no sleep. You go into the kitchen. Everyone is already there, to your surprise.
"Wow. You look like shit," Tony says, smirking into his coffee. Glaring, you take his coffee and pour it down the sink, putting the glass in afterwards. You smile to Tony, as he looks at you with wide eyes. Thor then walks into the kitchen. It takes all your will not to look at his shirtless body. His hair is a nest on his head, as he rubs his eyes.
I turn around and grab the coffee pot, pouring myself two mugs of coffee. I chug the first one down in about 5 quick gulps.
"Might wanna ease up on the coffee, Y/N." Clint says, sipping some himself.
It takes everything in me not to flip him off.
"I'll ease up when I die, Clint," you say, already walking back to your room.
POV SWITCH:THOR
Loki walks in soon after Y/N leaves. His hair is a mess too. He groans before snickering.
"Um..Thor? You have a little something riiight there.." Steve says pointing to a knife in Thor's flesh.
"Blergh! Loki!" Thor looks around to find that he's no where to be found.
Tony's phone beeps. He reads the message out loud.
Get your asses up. Come to SHEILD for debriefing on a mission that's happening today.
No hugs, and no kisses, Fury.Collective groans are heard as everyone finishes their breakfast, and goes to suit up.
After the mission 9:56pm
The mission was ultra stressful. As soon as they reach the compound, Thor throws down his coat, and storms to the foot of the facility.
All of his pent of anger and frustration is let out as it storms. It storms so hard, that you'd think there would be a hurricane soon. Thor's frustration has calmed, but the storm hasn't. He comes back into the avengers compound, soaking wet, and leads a trail to his bedroom. He soon takes a shower and is off to sleep.
Normal POV
You wake up feeling refreshed. You'd actually slept the whole night, and didn't have the feel for coffee. You went into the kitchen, and saw all the avengers. They looked slightly on edge when you walked into the room all cheery like.
"Um, Y/N. Are you okay?" Steve asks.
"Never better." you smile, genuinely.
Everyone seems to un-tense. Thor walks into the room.
"Sorry about the storm," Thor says gruffly. They all hum a no problem in response except you. You finally realize that the storm is what helped you sleep. You walk up to their and give him a bone crushing hug, (or would be if he was mortal.) He seems startled for a moment, but hugs back. Everyone is startled by your movements.
"What was that for, Lady Y/N?" He asks.
"It was a thank you for the storm. It gave me some of the best sleep I've had in a while." you smile.
You give him a kiss on the cheek. He has a star struck look on his face, and cheesily smiles. He wraps his arms around your lower back and leans in for an actual kiss. You stand on your tip toes and lean up. His lips capture yours in a passionate kiss.
'Aww' was heard around the both of you as you smile into the kiss. You finally pull apart.
"Wait. We can't do this. You're with Jane." You say, the happiness you once felt faded.
His face turns to one of confusion, then understanding.
"Lady Y/N. I was never with Jane. Man of Iron told me say that, because he found out about my 'crush' on you," he says sheepishly. We all turn our heads to Tony, who seems specifically interested in his cereal. You roll your eyes at him.
You turn your attention back to Thor. "Lady Y/N. would you do me the honor of allowing me to court you?" He asks.
"Yes," you speak, ready for another kiss. Reading your actions, Thor tilts your head up, and the both of you share another passionate kiss.
•I KNOW I KNOW. IM LATE. ENJOY.
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