“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?”
HALPHALP IT’S THE TITANIC
“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.
He walked downstairs and glanced at Natasha, “Doth black be thou favorite color?” Thor raised an eyebrow at her, pulling on a pair of sneakers Bruce had loaned him.
Natasha shrugged. “I don’t have a favorite color. Black just suits me well.” She told him. “Are you ready to go? Am I driving or you?” She wasn’t sure if the Asgardian had learned to drive already or not.
“And that you are a loose maiden with a gun. Regardless my hammer glows.” Thor walked into his room, changing into jeans and a tee shirt quickly.
Natasha was already down stairs waiting. The outfit she chose wasn’t much unlike her widow suit. Black pants, black tank top and a leather jacket. A few guns hidden on her form.
He nodded, “I don’t know what mortals would think of mjolnir.” He rubbed the hammer affectionately. “We shall go back and change, I crave coffee.” Thor started out of the park, walking back.
“They would probably just think you are a freak carrying a hammer.” Natasha stated bluntly. “I think they’d be more worried about my guns.” She followed him out of the park and back to Avenger manor. “I’ll be back down in a few minutes.” She told him before disappearing up the stairs and to her room.
“I can hear him now,” Thor chuckled bitterly, thinking of their last conversation. “Would thou like to get coffee with me?” He raised an eyebrow.
Natasha was a little surprised by the offer to go get coffee, but she didn’t act like it. “Sure.” She agreed. “Although, we should probably change first.” She glanced down at her own skin tight suit and guns that she wore. “I don’t think they are acceptable civilian wear.”
Thor stood up, chuckling. “I observed that felines do not enjoy your company. But aye, can we just not speak of it?”
Natasha smiled a little. “Alright, we won’t tell anyone. I’m sure Tony would love to use this against us. He’d never let it go.”
Well, I only came out because I remembered I need food to live. -He rubbed his stomach- (BLEEP! I am so glad we have a Widow now
I just made some borcsh, there should still be some on the stove. (I’m glad you needed one I’ve been wanting to try her out XD I actually asked ot be capt. first but someone else had him already)
