“I…I…wish to.” Thor didn’t want to let her know how much he really missed it, how much it pained him to be gone. “I miss my warriors. Sif in particular.”
Natasha pulled the car into a park in front of the coffee pace. “Sif?” She asked him, quirking an eyebrow. “Is she your someone special back home?”
“The most amazing place you will ever go. You can see every moon. All the stars. Every planet. You can feel the unity of the people. The reign of powerful leaders.” Thor felt a aching in his heart for home.
“Sounds like you miss it.” Natasha commented. “Do you ever plan on going back?”
He shrugged, “I get bored and I miss Asgard.” It wasn’t the whole truth but it wasn’t a lie. Thor sat silently and didn’t speak until they reached the coffee shop. The asgardian was embarrassed and only wished to get out of the car away from the humiliation of Widow.
Natasha felt the uncomfortable silence and tried to fix it. She coughed before starting. “So, what’s Asgard like?” She asked him.
The asgardian glanced at Widow before looking away, almost afraid of her reaction to his sonnet. “How fair doth they maiden look, Her hair of fiery red, She holds me in her shepards crook, My heart a single shred; Her eyes of green, Like emerald pools, My love unforeseen, It being only of a fools; Her charms and snares, Have hold on me, Forgetting my cares, To a tolerable degree; Taking my heart as a crook, How fair doth they maiden look.” Thor looked at Natasha, expectantly, waiting on her reaction.
Natasha paused for a moment. That was a very, caring sonnet. For someone who was just calling her a bitch this morning it was very shocking. She paused, was that why he wanted to go get coffee? Had she completely misinterpreted the whole meaning of this. “That was…very lovely.” she replied, no emotion on her face as she drove towards the coffee place. “thank you.”
Thor got into the passengers side, “I apologize for the inconvenience.” He debated back and forth upon presenting her with a sonnet, “Natasha. I have a sonnet for you.” He realized how stupid he sounded but frankly he always thought he did.
Natasha blinked and looked over at him. “Sonnet?” She knew what a sonnet was. She’s read a few of them but no one has ever had a sonnet for her. “Alright. Let’s here this sonnet.” She said, pulling the hummer into reverse and backing out of the drive way.
Thor looked at the car Natasha had picked out and stood outside the door, “Tasha…perhaps there is a….larger vehicle that I may better fit into.” Thor had no desire to break one of Tony’s cars attempting to get into it.
Natasha stared at him. Perhaps he was right. They should take Stark’s hummer. She didn’t want Thor breaking her car anyways. “Sure.” She said sliding out of her car and going to where Stark keeps his keys and taking the keys to the hummer. “The hummer it is.” She got into the driver seat of that and started it up.
“I…well.” Thor didn’t want to let Widow know he wasn’t aloud to drive according to Tony. “You may.” He started to the garage, humming.
Natasha raised her eyebrows. There was no such thing as a man who let women drive and she knew it. That must mean he didn’t know how, or wasn’t allowed. Natasha grabbed the keys off the counter and went to the garage. She drove a special edition corvette that was black and red. She slid in the driver seat and started turning on everything. She was slightly worried the big asgardian wasn’t going to fit in the car. Maybe she should have taken a different car of Starks.
