𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒.

𝘹𝘪𝘷. 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴

A bright light shined through my windows, and straight onto my face. It warmed my features, making me feel content as I snuggled closer into the muscular arms that held me.

Wait - muscular arms?

Whose are these?

Thor.

Thor is in my bed.

With me.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" I screamed at him, as I rushed to escape his hold. 

Not that I wanted to.

I threw myself into a fighting stance. Honestly, I couldn't remember what happened the night before, but I wasn't about to take any chances.

He woke abruptly at my yelling. Jerking out of bed, he saw me - ready to fight - and immediately tensed as he was still processing my words. Finally, he realized what I meant and relief washed over his features. "Y/N, you must calm yourself. Do you no remember the events of yesterday?"

I put my fists down as I finally remembered. His eyes were scanning my face. This quickly caused a blush to tint my cheeks as looked down and bit my lip.

"Oh. Sorry about that." I said, keeping my gaze on the floor.

I heard him walk around the bed, and stand in front me. "Why do you do that?"

"What is it that do?" I asked quietly as my eyes were practically glued to my bare feet. "Every time I'm admiring you - you look away. Why?" He responded.

Admire me? Why the hell is this gorgeous, perfectly sculpted god admiring me of all people?

"I-I tend to do that when anyone is looking at me. I just - I get the feeling that they're judging me."

"But you are perfect. I do not understand why you have so much trouble understanding this. You truly are perfect, and anyone who judges you in a negative way is a fool."

My heart warmed at his words. It went into psycho-butterfly mode and pounded against my chest so loud that I swore he could've heard. He cared about me, and very much apparently. 

I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes, and my heart skipped eight beats at once. He smiled down at me, and soon I felt a genuine smile pulling at my lips as well. "I shall be heading to the main room now." He said.

I hesitated before responding. His gaze left me unfocused, and in a trance. "Uh - yeah." Before he could walk away, I reached up to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for staying. It was really sweet."

"Anything for you, Princess."

He smiled at me, and then turned to leave. Immediately after he passed through the door, another figure came in. "'Princess?'" Natasha asked, with a devilish smile. "Pepper and I were so right. Our ship is sailing smoothly."

I groaned dramatically and rolled my eyes, all while smiling. "When are you  going to find someone to call you a name like that? Honestly, Nat, I'm surprised no one's shown up yet." She smiled back at me and laughed. "I'm not one for that kind of love - you know that." Then, ruffling my hair, she continued, saying, "But I do love you."

Fixing my hair, I grinned at her. "Yeah, yeah. Get in line."

"Okay, get changed, and then we can go down and tell everyone over breakfast. I heard Pep was making waffles." Nat said, as she walked out of my room, closing the door behind her. Since we didn't have any missions today, I decided to wear something casual. I put on black jeans, and a white 'v' neck shirt, and then a black leather jacket over it. I pulled on my black combat boots and ran a brush through my hair.