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Title: bring him home
Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Thor/Bruce
Prompt: winter
Words: 733 words
bring hime home
As Bruce had come to realize, winters in Asgard were very, very cold. Even during the summer months, the nights were quite chilly and it became very apparent why roaring fireplaces and fur were so common.
Thor wasn't always there, at night, to keep him company and to keep him warm, as he was tangled up with duties and meetings. Sometimes, Bruce forgot that Thor actually was a crown prince, but on the cold nights, he was intensely aware of it.
Bruce had left behind the warmth of his and Thor's bed, the mass of blankets and furs spread across it and the fire roaring in the large, beautiful carved fireplace. Instead, he was standing on the balcony which overlooked the gardens in nothing but a thin tunic and leggings. The cold bit into his exposed flesh and through the fabric and Bruce could see his breath condensing in a cloud in front of his face.
Even in the darkness, he could still make out the silhouettes in the garden and the paths which were lit up with countless lights. Even covered in a thick layer of snow, the sight was breathtaking – as was the sight of the city sprawling out around the citadel.
Despite the warmth behind his back, Bruce felt more comfortable in the cold of the balcony. He'd left the doors wide open, so he could feel the licking heat at his back and it made him shiver harder. But without Thor, the room felt empty. Out on the balcony, the loneliness was a little less overwhelming.
Bruce wasn't sure how long he stood out there, staring at the cityscape of Asgard before a warm fur cape was settled over his shoulders. At the same moment, large, warm hands settled on his shoulders and there was a strong chest pressed up against his back.
“Hey,” Bruce leaned back against Thor's back and tilted his head up to look at him. He smiled.
“You should not be standing out here; you will catch ill,” Thor replied, voice rumbling through his chest. He pulled Bruce back against him, making sure that the fur was wrapped securely around Bruce. “Come back inside.”
“With you?” Bruce asked, turning in Thor's arms so he could rest his hands on Thor's hips. He tilted his head back to look up at him; Thor's breath was coming out in clouds just like Bruce's was. It was cold outside and the warmth that Thor promised was tantalizing.
Thor smiled, “Always.”
Rocking up onto the tips of his toes, Bruce pressed a kiss to the corner of Thor's mouth. With Thor there, the pressing loneliness disappeared.
Thor pulled Bruce tightly into his arms, “Sometimes, I feel like I may be neglecting you... it isn't my intention, but I feel as though you are unhappy.”
“It's not perfect,” Bruce replied. “But it's just something that I need to get used to; I guess you've spoiled me a bit because I sometimes forget that you've got responsibilities as Asgard's crown prince.”
“I am sorry,” Thor murmured, hands stroking Bruce's back.
“You don't have to be,” Bruce pulled back a little to lean up and press a kiss to Thor's neck. “All of this is just really new to me, so there's going to be some adjustment. I just have to ease into all of this, I guess. I mean, that's if you want me to.”
“Would that make you more comfortable? Sif has been wanting you to take part in combat with her,” Thor said. “And the Warriors Three are also quite anxious to spend more time with you.”
“They are?” Bruce had been rather intimidated by Thor's friends when he had first arrived on Asgard and he still hadn't really settled in. Maybe he could make an effort to make himself more at home and get to know Thor's friends a little more. “I'm afraid I'm going to have to disappoint them; I'm not much of a warrior.”
That made Thor grin. “Perhaps you will be able to teach them something new.”
“Maybe, but I kind of think that'll be very hard.”
“I'm certain that you will manage it,” Thor leaned down and kissed Bruce's nose. “However, now we should retire to the warmth of our rooms and our bed. I suspect I have much that I need to make up to you.”
“You being here is enough, but anything extra is appreciated,” Bruce replied, smiling. He rocked up to kiss Thor.
“Then come back to bed, Bruce. With me.”
FIN.
Title: bring him home
Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Thor/Bruce
Prompt: winter
Words: 733 words
As Bruce had come to realize, winters in Asgard were very, very cold. Even during the summer months, the nights were quite chilly and it became very apparent why roaring fireplaces and fur were so common.
Thor wasn't always there, at night, to keep him company and to keep him warm, as he was tangled up with duties and meetings. Sometimes, Bruce forgot that Thor actually was a crown prince, but on the cold nights, he was intensely aware of it.
Bruce had left behind the warmth of his and Thor's bed, the mass of blankets and furs spread across it and the fire roaring in the large, beautiful carved fireplace. Instead, he was standing on the balcony which overlooked the gardens in nothing but a thin tunic and leggings. The cold bit into his exposed flesh and through the fabric and Bruce could see his breath condensing in a cloud in front of his face.
Even in the darkness, he could still make out the silhouettes in the garden and the paths which were lit up with countless lights. Even covered in a thick layer of snow, the sight was breathtaking – as was the sight of the city sprawling out around the citadel.
Despite the warmth behind his back, Bruce felt more comfortable in the cold of the balcony. He'd left the doors wide open, so he could feel the licking heat at his back and it made him shiver harder. But without Thor, the room felt empty. Out on the balcony, the loneliness was a little less overwhelming.
Bruce wasn't sure how long he stood out there, staring at the cityscape of Asgard before a warm fur cape was settled over his shoulders. At the same moment, large, warm hands settled on his shoulders and there was a strong chest pressed up against his back.
“Hey,” Bruce leaned back against Thor's back and tilted his head up to look at him. He smiled.
“You should not be standing out here; you will catch ill,” Thor replied, voice rumbling through his chest. He pulled Bruce back against him, making sure that the fur was wrapped securely around Bruce. “Come back inside.”
“With you?” Bruce asked, turning in Thor's arms so he could rest his hands on Thor's hips. He tilted his head back to look up at him; Thor's breath was coming out in clouds just like Bruce's was. It was cold outside and the warmth that Thor promised was tantalizing.
Thor smiled, “Always.”
Rocking up onto the tips of his toes, Bruce pressed a kiss to the corner of Thor's mouth. With Thor there, the pressing loneliness disappeared.
Thor pulled Bruce tightly into his arms, “Sometimes, I feel like I may be neglecting you... it isn't my intention, but I feel as though you are unhappy.”
“It's not perfect,” Bruce replied. “But it's just something that I need to get used to; I guess you've spoiled me a bit because I sometimes forget that you've got responsibilities as Asgard's crown prince.”
“I am sorry,” Thor murmured, hands stroking Bruce's back.
“You don't have to be,” Bruce pulled back a little to lean up and press a kiss to Thor's neck. “All of this is just really new to me, so there's going to be some adjustment. I just have to ease into all of this, I guess. I mean, that's if you want me to.”
“Would that make you more comfortable? Sif has been wanting you to take part in combat with her,” Thor said. “And the Warriors Three are also quite anxious to spend more time with you.”
“They are?” Bruce had been rather intimidated by Thor's friends when he had first arrived on Asgard and he still hadn't really settled in. Maybe he could make an effort to make himself more at home and get to know Thor's friends a little more. “I'm afraid I'm going to have to disappoint them; I'm not much of a warrior.”
That made Thor grin. “Perhaps you will be able to teach them something new.”
“Maybe, but I kind of think that'll be very hard.”
“I'm certain that you will manage it,” Thor leaned down and kissed Bruce's nose. “However, now we should retire to the warmth of our rooms and our bed. I suspect I have much that I need to make up to you.”
“You being here is enough, but anything extra is appreciated,” Bruce replied, smiling. He rocked up to kiss Thor.
“Then come back to bed, Bruce. With me.”
FIN.