Thor finds himself hiding in Dhanpire a country of half vampire half fae people. Where they’ve assigned James Bucky Barnes against his will mind you to acclimate him. Too bad the man is a trauma minefield all his own. While Thor is dealing with the aftermath of Ragnarok.
It felt like the universe was conspiring against him. As Buck laid staring at the ceiling of his attic apartment. His boyfriend left him, kicked him out of their rural home. And now he’s in a communal house in Lycrow.
Freezing his dick off but the rent is cheap and there’s no order to micromanage him. Not only that but days after the shake up of his entire life and the move. He’d gotten his next mission, he’s babysitting an asgardian. Not exactly what he’s qualified for at all and he’d wanted to protest. But all that was libel to do was get him fired. So with his white cat in her carrier. Bucky set out for the land of gators and humidity. That was guaranteed to give him a permanent case of swamp ass.
At the house in question Thor wasn’t exactly in a position to complain. But it didn’t mean he was on his best behavior either. The Kattegattians stuck him deep in some bayou.
And now they were sending in someone to more or less babysit him. Even SHIELD had… well.. maybe it’s for the best that SHIELD is gone. After the things he’d heard from Banner and what they did to Steven. He’d taken as much care as he could in where he’d landed.
When the boy arrived he looked less pleased. Six foot five inches and beefy at maybe two sixty. With long brown hair and blue eyes carrying two duffles and a pet carrier. Thor would’ve offered to help but didn’t much care for getting his head chewed off. The man regarded him like he was an inconvenience. But Thor couldn’t bring himself to be put out he would be annoyed as well. After seemingly doing a perimeter check. And letting the cat out he asked.
“English?” Thor nodded and he seemed relieved. “Good” he tried to relax his features. Thor wanting to ask what was going on but didn’t want to overstep. Thankfully Thor thought his earlier conversation with Loki had relieved his hostilities. Because as the young spiderling would say it seemed his bodyguard was ‘going through it.’
Bucky sighed gesturing “this is Alpine she’s a white cat. She’s a troublemaker and likes to fight anything six times his size. She’s got a collapsible rib cage and bones made out of vibranium.”
Thor found himself smiling, such a mighty feline. It made the man’s expression soften some while the cat didn’t seem to have a thought. Behind those big eyes and tongue slightly sticking out. “I uh, need to set up her equipment. Like a playpen, her cat tree and her water bowl and litter box.”
Thor nodded again wanting to ask to help but not wanting to overstep. So instead he settled for watching Alpine while Bucky got things set up.
For such a small thing Alpine proved she’s got a big personality. Demanding pets and belly rubs by meowing non stop at Thor’s feet. When she felt she wasn’t being given enough attention she would meow again. Thor didn’t mind one bit he’s a big fan of pets and wished they had pets in Asgard. After a couple of hours the man padded into the living room. Flopping down on the couch Alpine traversing her way over to him. He gave her an exhausted smile “hey Alpie no.” He said abmolishing her when she nipped as he pet her.
Craining his neck to regard Thor “is it ok if I take a nap? I had a really long flight and it’s been a stressful week.” Seemingly getting his answer he shifted to pass out on the couch. The cat in her pink collar circling to sleep on his chest.
When Bucky woke up from where he’d passed out he noted the sun had gone down. Which means his nap had lasted from ten am until ten pm. Looking over he swore under his breath “looks like I lost him already Alpie.”
He told her and she mewed in response she jumped off. So he could get up then started his search. Thor really shouldn’t have let him sleep that long. But it looks like all of that talk about him being polite wasn’t yarn.
He checked the smuggler’s cave basement, the kitchen, the sun room, the upstairs. But it wasn’t until he got outside that his eyes turned into saucers. Because Thor fucking Odinson is swimming in the gator infested pond. He all but shrilled “what the fuck?! You absolutely crazy fucking viking.”
The blonde simply smiled at him, while Bucky could feel his blood pressure rising. “Ah, Buck I didn’t wish to disturb you while you slept.” He swam in lazy circles completely oblivious to why Bucky was panicking. Scanning the surface of the water for any signs of a gator. There’s also the fact that he did admire Thor’s chest and biceps but that’s beside the point.
Thor watched curiously then seemed to remember what the fuss is about. He bellowed splashing his arms in rhymic large waves. “Krokadillers, where are you?!! COWARDS!!” Bucky looked like he was about to have a combination heart attack and stroke. Instead ever a golden retriever Thor smiled at him. “There are no alligators Buck all is well” Buck thought about trying to drown him.
A knee jerk reaction to being scared or startled. But thought better of it, “crazy viking you’ll catch your death swimming this late at night.” While he didn’t see the fuss apparently Thor obliged him. Swimming over to the shore, he honestly should contact Erik and demand hazard pay. Thankfully for Buck’s sanity the Viking was considerate enough to wear boxers.
Last thing he needed here was to start lusting after the hunky asset. SM would never let him live it down like at all. Plus he’s pretty sure he’s heard something about a committed hetero thing going on. So when Thor followed him back to the house. They sat in a kinda comfortable silence. Bucky busying himself with the new Zelda game. This game cost him takeout, so he’s going to enjoy it. Thankfully he got the switch in the break up. Thor regarded him with abject curiosity while Buck lost himself in it. He’s been a Nintendo head for years talking to himself as he plays. He hadn’t expected Thor to pay him any mind. It’s just silly gaming until Thor piped up and he made a face.
“Excuse you?” He cocked an eyebrow while Thor seem confused. Hoping he’d heard him wrong until Thor asked again. “Did Amelia and the, erm, Wright brothers really have a threesome?”
Buck could’ve chuckled at how dumb this is that he chose THAT of all things. He’d said in the past three hours to fixate on. But at least he’d heard the man right it slowly putting down the controller. “First of all, didn’t your mother ever teach you to mind your business. Second off, how should I know.” Despite his best efforts though they had a half hour debate. On the virtue of Amelia the greatest aviation mystery ever. Anyway, but at least Thor is talking so he played along.
Somehow the conversation took a hard left into politics. And Bucky took it as an opportunity to knock out what you can and can’t say. As a cis man, a cis woman, fake allyship, the racial divide and how kink isn’t abuse. Thor listened, asked questions and to Buck’s horror revealed he’s pan. Not because Buck is panphobic but because it means being perceived. No more bi beauty and the hetero beast now he’s got to worry about being seen. Romantically that is Buck wasn’t even sure he was ready after the ugly break up. But kept calm telling Thor that yeah too much emphasis on gender is an earth thing.
Eventually Buck got tired again nodding off as he palmed his controller. After Link needlessly died a third time. Thor gently took the controller from him. While Buck sleepily talked him through the save process. Then turned the tv off, after that Bucky blacked out into an indifferent sleep. Waking up and having to reprocess the trauma of this damn safe house. Which is a whole other can of worms to add to why he didn’t want this assignment.
First things first blue eyes looked around and noticed he wasn’t on the couch. Which means Thor ‘ever the noble one’ carried him upstairs. His second question is where is Alpine, and the third.. well looking around told him that. The clock said it was ten before noon laying his head back down.
Bucky wished he could just spend the whole assignment up here tucked away. Maybe Thor wouldn’t even notice or care that his bodyguard. Is having a bad mental health week that’s getting close to a breakdown. He’s still not fully processed the breakup or his moving into a new place. And yet he’s somehow expected to guard this asgardian piece of meat.
(So what, yes he might be on the rebound but did you SEE those abs?!) Bucky swung his legs over the bed and noticed his stuff. Haphazardly in semi neat piles, he felt a fond smile. The big goof tried to help by putting out what he thought he would need. That’s actually really sweet of him, grabbing at the taps he turned on the cold water. Before hopping in the bath for a long comforting soak.
Thor was downstairs tending to his housemate’s cat. When he heard the taps cut on, surmising that Buck must be awake. He can sense a lot of discourse in the man and while he wants to help. Thor learned a while back that injecting himself. Into someone else’s life rarely ends well so he’s decided to go at Bucky’s pace. The man will talk about it when he wants to. But for now, Thor sat petting Alpine and listening to the sounds of the house.
A clock ticking, the birds outside, the taps running. Thor didn’t want to miss a thing thinking back to his conversation with Loki. It can’t be overstated how grateful he is to his brother. Without Loki’s guidance he would’ve made things with Bucky needlessly worse by being prideful and petty. Beautiful from his pale skin, to his blue eyes, his long hair and his beefy physique. Had this been his first time on earth all over again. He would’ve already propositioned the boy to his bed.
Thor also wondered if maybe he should’ve taken the boy’s phone upstairs as well. Because it’s been ringing excessively everything from a cat version of ‘see you again.’ To ‘Appalachia’ to a disturbingly self deprecating version of ‘Great Balls of Fire.’
Thor regarded the expensive iPhone device that sports a ‘critical roll’ phone case. As well as a LOTR popsocket for good measure. Peter would be proud of the pop culture representation.
Thor decided to busy himself from an increasingly maddening urge to check said phone. By making himself useful, Thor didn’t even notice. Two hours later when Bucky made his way downstairs.
Until he got a brief glimpse in the reflective tv screen. He winced hearing his phone go off again. Checked the screen and groaned “I’m so sorry about that man. Clearly my friends have a special kind of hate for me.” Thor chuckled recognizing said joke making Bucky smile some. Thor regarded the tank top and hot pants Bucky swore appreciatively. Thank Odin for humid weather, least he can drink in the view.
Thirty minutes later Thor was eating his words with a thick slab of humble pie. Because Buck decided to sunbathe while Alpine patrolled the perimeter.
Like the valoceraptor she is looking for victims. He’s face down on the deck nude with all that cake covered by a dish towel it seemed like. It took a considerable amount of willpower not to plow the boy there and then. Infront of god, country and adorable but mischievous cats. Instead Thor had to settle for beating a hasty retreat inside.
To jerk himself off to the thought of plowing into Bucky infront of god and country while he sunbathed in the buff. Smirking to himself as he came into his hand sweating from exertion. A smile curving his lips as he got a glimpse of himself in the mirror. This is what the kid is doing to him and he absolutely loves it. It’s dirty and raunchy in all the best ways that he hasn’t felt since his fling with Loki.
Outside Bucky had been semi aware of the effect his body may have on Thor. He’d not missed the glances even yesterday. That raked up and down his body like it was prime real estate.
It serves the blonde hunk right for trying to be gator chow Thor can be all hot and bothered. All he wants but damn it, Buck thought to himself that he’s not going to get fucking tan lines.
Sunbathing is relaxing especially to lofi bops from Spotify. If he’d managed to actually tease Thor rather than stoke his fantasies. Then that’s a bonus, before a shadow darkened his sunglasses clad head.
He smirked sighing feeling her eyes also rake up and down his body. “Boo, your first op and I find you trying to honeypot the asset.” He glared with no heat behind it then moaned lewdly when she smacked his now bare ass. “Want to tell me what you’re thinking Boo, you’re just now getting over a breakup.”
He rested his forehead on his arms. “I like sunbathing mommy, it helps me relax. Besides he started it swimming in the gator pond in his boxers.” The man pouted cutely wiggling his hips some because he knows Wanda is staring. “You’re impossible sometimes Boo I’m almost considering not leaving you here alone with him.” The myriad of emotions that played on Buck’s face had Wanda smirking. While she knows their defined relationship it doesn’t change the fact that she’s a wee bit jealous. Why should the god of thunder get to spend gods knows how long in the same house as her sweet boo.
While she’s had to settle for literal appointments just to get a scene in with her sub. Buck gave an endearing smile a blush creeping over his cheeks and down his neck.
“Mommy, I appreciate you getting so possessive of me. Really I like it but there’s plenty of me to go around. You’re still my Dom” he leaned up for a kiss which she reciprocated. “Fine but if he gets like your shitty ex I’m shutting it down.”
Bucky quickly nodded in agreement so long as it makes his domme feel better. Plus it fills him with that warm fuzzy feeling knowing she cares about him like that. “I came all the way over here Boo because I can’t stand seeing what that asshole did to you.” Referring to how she swears up and down that it was his ex. That’s the reason why he’s so mentally/emotionally unstable. She put a hand on the small of his back smiling when Bucky turned his head to look at her.
Just like that Thor found himself getting off again not to just his sunbathing vouyerism of Buck. But the sounds of ‘mommy’ and her ‘boo’ going at it on the patio. Super eavesdropping can’t be helped but it’s comforting to know. The boy has people that care, even if he would actively fight this woman. To keep Buck here with him if it comes to that he would. But for right now, as his sixth orgasm rips through him. Thor thinks he would like to know more about this abusive ex. Reaching for the order issued phone he’d been given to type in a name.
Bucky was sure Thor didn’t know when he did it. But the pile system is actually what he uses at home. The smell test is his best friend, does it smell like his gym bag after chest day? Time to hit the laundromat, is it bad but not nauseating? Hamper, his mom would kill him if she knew. But that’s the great thing about adulthood.
She doesn’t get a say in it, Buck scrunched up his nose. Tossing the X rated stained booty shorts far on the other side of the room. Wishing Wanda hadn’t used them to wipe him off with. Those are his favorites and now that he’s got a minute to sort through this shit.
Buck was wondering if maybe he should’ve put more thought into his wardrobe. He’d honestly been in such a disassociated haze. That he’d thrown in everything from about three random boxes. Those three boxes include; a bondage gift set, lube, a bad dragon dildo. (Can’t you tell my priorities are perfectly balanced?)
Jorts, booty jorts that ride up awfully but look cute, three pairs of cargo capris, four pairs of basketball shorts. Plaid (because who wouldn’t miss a chance to wear that in ninety degrees.) A lot of white and tan shirts curtesy of his time in the army. Five pairs of assorted sweatpants on their last leg. His favorite ‘kiss me I’m kinky’ sleeveless hoodie. The list is not exhaustive.
All you would see if you walked into his room right now. Is him shirtless on the floor in his Calvin Kleins. Surrounded by the entire contents of his duffles which were five not two. It looks like someone nuked an Adam and Eve, Lululemon and Army surplus store.
Meanwhile a pagan folk playlist is on his echo dot. Now that he’d gotten his back blown out by his domme he could finally think. Truth be told the only reason he packed the kink gear. Was him hoping SM would seek him out for a good old fashioned dick down.
Sad boi hours, though truth be told if he wasn’t sure Thor was vanilla. He kinda wished the blonde had blown his back out on the patio to. Thank super healing or else he would be sporting concrete sores on his back for weeks.
Oh well, maybe he can honeypot like Wanda accused him of. Decisions decisions, after smelling another shirt he held it up to his body. Regarding Alpine who’s on the bed curled up. “What’d you think Alpie?”
Thor honestly hoped it stayed that way, Buck not knowing he’s got enhanced hearing. It makes it so much easier when the boy doesn’t feel like he needs to hide it. And yes, yes he did see the kink gear. But no he’s not going to bring it up. He’s no monster, he’s a gentleman. A gentleman pervert but a gentleman nonetheless thank you very much.
He can live with Bucky thinking he’s vanilla, because it means he’s got no idea. Of the stuff he’d done in the temples of Asgard. Or the taverns at night when no one was paying much attention.
There’s no prejudice or pressure plus the look on his face. Will more than make up for the teasing the little brat has done. He’s well aware that it’d been done in retaliation for the pond swim.
Thor smirked to himself that it had been hot either way. And how much he’d held back so he didn’t defile the boy then and there. It reminded him of a porno Loki showed him once. If only to critique it, explaining half the appeal is the over the top acting.
Would Bucky moan as loud as the boy in the video? If Thor had to guess judging by his romp the other day with ‘mommy.’ Then the answer is a resounding yes. But perhaps he should test that out. While he sees just how far Buck is willing to go in this.
Make him put some effort into it beyond just stripping for a sunbathe. Thor thought to himself ‘oh I’m going to enjoy this.’ Loki hadn’t gotten back to him about the warning or anything else. So Thor counted his blessings that Buck is doing better it seems. Thor felt like he finally he was seeing the real Buck after a week.
Thor learned a lot from perusing the social media pages. A trick Peter taught him, personnel filed are good. But social media gives better insight he had said. Deducing this Wanda is ‘mommy’ which means this guy. In several photos that always looks irritable or ready to go must be said ‘shitty ex.’
Though because ofcourse it does clicking on the tag led him to a deleted user screen. He’d thought with a sense of satisfaction that hopefully Buck’s friends had forced said deletion.
And no, ‘mommy’ didn’t stay to meet him but it may be just as well. Neither knows how the other will react especially when you have Buck in play. It could go very well, or it could turn into a dangerous pissing match. All of that boning with feelings though seems to have helped. Even if it’s only temporary Bucky dragged himself in took another cold bath. Then drank an entire jug of ice water which was impressive.
They didn’t talk about it, IT specifically being him and ‘mommy.’ Because Thor decided Bucky owed him no explanation. But this ex however, that is going to need addressing. Someone has committed an egregious offense against the bewitching boy.
And Thor fully intends to find out who so he can put the fear of Agard in him. Now however they’re back in the living room. Buck curled up on the couch, Alpine on his lap. While he plays more of that game he seems to love more than eating or sleeping.
Though Thor is ninety percent sure, that hadn’t been intentional. Fusing a bomb to a stick then swinging it no where near the target. Buck’s sinister chuckle having stopped at the explosion. He didn’t seem angry, on the contrary he seemed to be having a lot of fun. It filled Thor’s heart with warmth to see him at ease and peace at least for now.
They were falling into a pattern, him and the hunky blonde. A calm where Thor isn’t looking like he’s not sure wether to hold on or let go. And pray that he didn’t get his dick torn off, asgardians are definitely not like he’d been told. Though, it serves Bucky right for listening to Pietro about them. Man talks fast and spins yarn like a professional.
Anyway, if he’d heard him and Wanda getting it on Buck noted that Thor isn’t mentioning it. Much to his relief, he would rather not have to explain it again. Especially when he’s sure the god of thunder is vanilla as fuck.
Though it doesn’t stop the fantasies he’d half hoped Thor would join them. Even if there was a very good chance Wanda would’ve actually torn his dick off.
It’s not even her fault really considering the fucker who shall not be named isolated him. His brain helpfully supplying ‘isolated, taken to the country and then dumped with nothing to his name practically.’ Though at least Bucky can say he’s got a higher salary. Plus through no doing of his own, though he suspects his mommy did it.
The asshole was fired from the Order given his walking papers. Then told to keep on stepping while it didn’t exactly make him feel good. At the very least it means his clearance and access got yanked.
Which means hopefully with any luck the man won’t find him in Krujat. Thor seemed to get which way his mind turned. Because those blue eyes are on him Bucky gave a pitiful smile. “I’ve just got issues that I’m working through big guy.” Buck almost couldn’t take the pleading look in them. He turned off his game then sat by Thor.
Bucky curled up on the warm part of the sofa. While he curled onto Thor’s lap letting the man work his hands through his hair. Initially Thor’d hesitated probably thinking he’d done wrong. Only to look relieved then apply the gentlest of touches. Like he’d been given a precious gift that he’s keen on never breaking. It’s a start and it’s one that they can all live with right now.
As Thor found out the real Bucky likes morning katas outside. Shirtless while a singer named Tal Barr plays on that echo dot of his. Thor could’ve sworn he’d died and ended In Valhalla watching him. Movements graceful and eyes forward as if far off. Seeing some distant land Thor could not. Black hair in a plait the fact that it’s the crack of dawn. Is a stark contrast to his love of sleep. Thor noted as he pet the cat.
Maladaptive daydreaming can be both a blessing and a pain in the dick. There is no in-between but letting it happen during katas. Is relaxing even therapeutic (just don’t tell my therapist that.) It’s not that he’s not aware of his surroundings. Like he noticed Thor ‘heart eyes’ Odinson watching him.
The last few days, Wanda having coined the term while still in her jealous feelings.
Bucky still found it hot, Wanda being possessive of him like that. The bad thing is now it’s stuck, so nine out of twelve times. Bucky has to watch his tongue and not say it directly to the god of thunder.
Which actually means he’ll go to say it. Panic and switch to say the actual name in Kattegattian. If it happens anymore, Buck worried Thor would start thinking it’s a pet name. Thankfully said god of thunder seemed to be into what an utter and complete dumpster fire. Bucky is which isn’t the worst thing honestly. So long as he doesn’t mind his men being a hot mess.
Even though it’s explicitly stated in their contract that they’re not exclusive. Especially since they’re both polyamorous and it would be admittedly unreasonable.
For Wanda to ask for exclusivity now, however because Buck is a shameless people pleaser. When it comes to her and decided to settle for teasing for now. Booty shorts here, loose tank top there, custom stilettos from his sugar mama.
Aka Wanda Maximoff while wearing a g string as he strutted the runway. Going from bathroom to his room he wasn’t sure if Thor was watching. Or if his teasing was doing anything but admittedly it made him feel like the hot girl.
That back before his ex would’ve gotten on his knees for any guy that wanted a taste. Currently he’s in his room on the bed in said g string watching lord of the rings extended edition. Everyone wants to be Aragorn or have a Legolas. But no one wants the loyal one like Samwise.
Well… no one aside from Jake that is, something about that level of protectiveness makes him weak at the knees. He would kill for someone to grab him by the throat. And tell him how they’ll protect him no matter what. While banging against the endless expansion of rocks and hills. All the while texting his Dom while Alpine sleeps on her custom cat bed. Bucky thinking to himself that as a dog dad he’s spoiled his fur baby rotten.
Yes, just yes… Thor noticed and gods damn it did he never think. That a man in heels again minus Loki could do this to him. And honestly he’s getting a little tired of just using his hand for comfort. That fucking runway strut while his bubble butt rippled. Was enough to have Thor growling and nearly splintering the doorframe.
He’s glad though that it’s giving Bucky a confidence boost. Wearing such sinful clothing that almost makes up for the fifth orgasm. And the loss of a whole bottle of lube. He also remembered the lord of the rings movie from Steve.
More aptly him mentioning how much Sam loves said movies and books. They’d skipped the Tears of the Kingdom playing earlier. Because Bucky had claimed he needed a thorough no less than four hour soak. Dinner being served al fresco though it was just a large New York style pizza with extra pepperoni brought in by an intern.
“Thor you don’t know what you’ve been missing” Buck had said sitting cross legged on the chair. A slice in one hand and a tall bottle of Gatorade in the other. He’d talked animatedly “New York style pizza is like a national treasure in the states. How did Steve and Sam not drill this into your head?” He’d asked incredulously making Thor smile with amusement.
“They have young one but I like hearing you gush about it.” Making a full body blush appear as he went back to eating nearly missing his mouth. Thor had a triumphant look in his eyes that made Bucky glare with no heat behind it. Buck asked some about Asgard but didn’t pry on how he’d ended up here. Which Thor appreciated more than anything as the topic is one. He would rather Bucky keep distracting him from for as long as possible.
Fuuuck was all Bucky could think as he watched Thor look smug. He could hardly believe what he’d just heard. And oh god is it hot as fuck but more importantly. It means that Thor was definitely perceiving him in his latest hot girl era.
Thor took this opportunity while he was stunned to reach around him. Maintaining eye contact he sat back down Bucky looked seeing what he could’ve grabbed. Grumbling when he noticed it’s his burrito Thor followed his line of sight. The blonde bastard is actually teasing him with food. Buck actually whined and Thor looked like he just won this battle.
“If you want it back fare one I require a word.” He cocked an eyebrow but put down his controller. While Thor looked the slightest bit guilty “I was told about him by Zemo. I went snooping without permission.” Suddenly it all made sense and Bucky sighed.
“Big guy, it’s ok though I really wish you didn’t find out that way.” The big guy must’ve really felt guilty because he looked so ashamed. “You aren’t angry with me?” He asked and Bucky thought on it “I mean, yeah a little. But you saw something was wrong and you tried to fix it.” Truthfully he was more miffed than he let on. But Thor had honestly meant no malice by it and paid the price for said knowledge.
In the end Buck didn’t get his burrito back because he ended up right back in Thor’s lap. Letting the man run calloused fingers through his hair.
Which Buck realized is a coping mechanism that the big guy has. He’d been carrying around that guilt for weeks now. And now that Bucky knew it explained the sudden breakdown the night before.
It also explained why Thor had become over protective to the point of destruction. Jake made a mental note to berate Zemo later for spilling the beans. Even if the Baron thought he’d consented to it, it wasn’t Zemo’s story to tell. Like at all, this time at least for Thor’s sanity. Bucky had worn some of his army issued sweats and shirt.
“So you were in the Kattegattian armed forces” Thor asked watching as curiosity peaked. As well as confusion he snorted “yeah. Nothing is simultaneously more gay and homophobic than the army.” Thor chuckled some as did Bucky. “You know, I actually met Wilson through the Kattegattian army.
Back before what went down in Washington DC.” Thor hadn’t known that but it makes sense. In the last few weeks it’s been a six degrees of Kevin Bacon. It would be easier to figure out whom didn’t know him on the Avengers.
“I was actually in DC but running a separate op for the Order. They knew SHIELD was dirty and wanted to figure out what they had on us.” Thor listened tentatively “it was messed up what they did to.. yeah. After I found him wandering aimlessly I took him back to Dhanpire. Helped him hideout in this very house.” Thor figured that also made sense given how their friend tutors him on all things Dhanpire.
The conversation kept going and soon enough the coffee table was moved. Both sitting on the floor with stacks of photos around. Thor held on up for examination then showed Bucky who chuckled.
“That was right before I yeeted myself off a cliff. It was a dare while base jumping.” Thor just shook his head ofcourse he’s an adrenaline junkie. Another one and he blushed “oh fuck I forgot about that.”
“That’s the Pride parade back in my army days. I had one too many angel blood mead shots.” It’s of him dancing in the street in shorts with fishnets.
“Ride by Sir-Mix-A-Lot, and there’s me getting down in the middle of the capital. The article fifteen was so worth it in my opinion.”
Bucky had enough alcohol in his system to take Steve out. But instead he was dancing in the street in front of a lot of cameras. The song had been amazing for it and Wanda had appreciated the view.
He turns into a people person that loves attention while drunk off his bubble ass. At one point there was even a synchronized section where it was him and three others. To the same song that whole day was really fun. It was the next day as he was running the pt course that sucked more than he did. But because he is who he is, he’d managed to smash his course record. Showing the petty officers what’s good then being sick as a dog later. Vowing to never drink again then
They poured over photos for another half hour before settling in to watch a movie. What Bucky said is a classic Tuck Everlasting and Thor couldn’t help but draw parallels. As well as root for Miles, Buck is enthralled by the whole romance of it. Thor knew he didn’t like the mom too stuck up. No wonder why Winnie left it only made sense. But what he didn’t get was the water and why. “You’ve got to suspend disbelief yeah that’s a plot hole but it doesn’t matter.” Thor would like to argue that but regardless he likes this movie.
Thor is a simp with a capital S and he’s a simp for the man in his oversized shirt. That Bucky stole from the bathroom. He’d tracked down Zemo and found out a little more.
Like how Bucky likes feminization and how he used to be confident until the ex. He’d apparently tried to make himself Bucky’s one and only which went against his poly orientation.
Then set himself up as the only one that would love him. It made Thor unreasonably angry to learn the details of that abuse. Zemo mentioned that it was near impossible to get a word in to Buck.
Because the ex would micromanage everything he did and everyone he talked to. It wasn’t a total power exchange like he’d made it out to be. This was abuse disguised as that the fine line you don’t cross. Zemo did mention though that the ex is dangerous and known for flying off the handle when slighted.
If there’s even a percentage of a chance that he thinks Bucky is the reason he was fired. He won’t leave him alone until ‘retribution is had.’ It filed Thor with a different kind of anger, a protective anger.
The only thing that had made Thor feel better that night. Was listening to Bucky stargaze on the deck with Alpine on his lap. And listening to things like Traveler’s song as well as Council of Eldron.
The telescope having been in a trunk in the living room. Since it’s so remote the agents need ways to not go stir crazy. It warmed Thor’s heart hearing him excitedly mention that he see a constellation. Alpine regarding her owner with fond amusement as she watched.
Thor thought to himself that even the cat just seems glad that he’s doing better. Thor lay in comfortable silence in his dark room. Listening to him talk to his fur child he thought how brave this boy is. To find a reason to be happy even with the threat of his abuser.
Throughout the next few days Thor was acting kinda weird even for him. He would catch Thor staring and not in the sexual way. Or Thor would offer to do suspiciously loving things for him. Like taking Alpine out for a walk or run his bath.
It made Bucky think that he’s learned more than maybe he’s comfortable with. He even offered to brush out Buck’s hair but he’s obliged because clearly.
The big guy is going through something and wants to be of service. So Buck settled with Thor gently brushing his wet hair out. Before doing a combination towel off and blow dry. Which just meant he blew hot air in the general direction of Buck’s hair.
There was a small heat rash but Bucky endured. Honestly it’s cute how much Thor is trying to help even if it is suspect. He’d let Bucky stay in his towel sprawled out on the sofa. Then went back to what’s apparently his new favorite hobby of staring. You would think someone had told Thor he was pregnant or had a terminal disease.
The next few days got weirder before they seemed to bottom out. (Giggity) Thor started taking up posts much like Bis when she was feeling protective. If he’s in the bath, Thor is nearby where he can see the door and the stairs. If he’s in a towel in the living room, Thor is by the entrance and the back door.
If he’s outside Thor orients himself so he can see the shoreline. Jacob was beginning to wonder who the bodyguard is supposed to be here. Everytime he would shoot Thor a questioning look though. The man would act like this is the most normal thing in the world.
Meanwhile Thor was struggling to cope with the information he definitely shouldn’t have had. There was a new urge to protect, protect and pretend like everything is fine.
So as not to stress Bucky out any further or see the return of the ‘dissociative haze’ as he’d overheard three weeks ago. Helmut had overwhelmed him with that warning as well just how bad the abuse had gotten. But Thor also has a bad poker face he knows Bucky knows. Something is up and can’t figure out what it is, so he obliges Thor.
Like how Loki would do when he would get too protective. Fearing the soldiers of the other realms would try to strike back through his loved one. Yes he still appreciated the view and endured the teasing but it was overshadowed by instinct.
Maybe it was better when ignorance was bliss because he’d done the one thing he said he wouldn’t. Insert himself into Buck’s life.
It seemed like every week they found a new normal to deal with. Sad boi, teasing and that weird wall of meat thing. Now however Bucky decided to alleviate it. It’s time to go outside so heading out with a mason jar. He did something he hadn’t done in years. Caught fireflies. Thor watched with curiosity making sure to keep the boy in view. As Jake tried semi successfully to catch some of the lamp bugs.
His eyes were so bright and Thor felt his heart swell “I remember Natasha mentioning these bugs. Her and Yelena would catch them when they were children.” That was news to Bucky who turned to face him curiously “no shit?”
He asked and Thor chuckled some “none, if you like I can try to help?” Bucky thought about it for a second looked at his measly haul of two then nodded. Thor smiled “you hold the jar fair one, I shall use my hands to catch you your prize.”
Buck was glad Thor couldn’t see the blush forming under the hoodie. He’s not sure where the new nickname came from. But you won’t find him complaining much.
Buck thought he was going to be in for some trauma and meat handing. But to his surprise Thor was gentle as a lamb. Someone with hands that big and strong has no business having such atuned grip control.
The first time he snatched one out of the air Bucky actually startled then smiled. While Thor held his prize gently “for you fair one.” He announced as they got it in the jar. Before Jake knew it they had five.
Anymore and they would risk overcrowding Thor looking oh so like the prince he was. And feeling like it to felt good being able to share in this with him.
It took his mind off what he hadn’t been ready to hear. He found whenever he felt overwhelmed. That Thor reverted back to acting like a prince. A charming provider that just wants to help. It helped curb his desire to overprotect. They sat in a comfortable silence on the deck. Having released their prey it was just him and Jacob under the stars. That and the sound of crickets and frogs.
When Bucky started to shiver Thor beckoned him over thankful for his asgardian body heat.
He’d told Buck “sit” he’d said enjoying the ‘excuse you’ look Thor had come to be familiar with. “I promise my intentions are pure fair one” after a long slow pause.
Buck climbed into his lap resting his head on Thor’s chest. While strong arms kept him from falling and being chilled. He’d been shivering more than he’d let on in those basketball shorts. Thor laid his chin on the crown of his head “next time tell me if you’re cold Buck. You’ll catch your death out here in that.”
Noting Bucky smile at the turnabout from the gator swim. Buck could heard the strong beat of Thor’s heart. Whilst Thor took solace in hearing the boy breathe feeling the cold/warm air on his chest.
Bucky knew this was dangerous when Thor had beckoned him over. It was entering into a territory that he struggles with. Not sex, sex is easy but feelings. Thor had slipped right into that role. Like he’s stepped right out of the news clips from New York or London.
Not the golden retriever or the stalwart protector. But someone Buck could fall for if he’s not careful. He kinda wished Thor would keep calling him that it gave him a. (Insert cringe) heartgasm hearing that name in reference to him.
He heard Thor talk again “in Asgard we didn’t have fireflies or this nature. When I came here I knew I had to protect it in all its beauty.”
Buck wasn’t sure if they were still talking about earth or something else. “I was a worse man before I came here, a selfish man that only thought of glory. If there was a battle and spoils I was there swinging mjolnir.”
Thor continued firming his grip “I feel like I need to protect everything that is precious.”
Bucky felt his heart break when he felt a tear not his own run down the side of his face. “I have to protect what’s precious to me.”
Bucky wished he knew what to say to make him feel better. He wanted to ask more about Asgard but instead he felt around and intertwined their hands. Before long Thor held up his hand, brought it up to his lips then kissed it.
Before seeming to decide something he sat stark still for a minute. Then without warning picked Bucky up putting his arm under his thighs. Buck nearly fell for a moment started to panic before Thor’s strong hand was behind his head then back.
Without a word of explanation he went inside Bucky still holding on for dear life. Now wholly confused he thought they’d been having s moment. Were even probably going to kiss then he felt himself getting deposited on his bed. “Sleep” was all Thor said it sounded suspiciously like it was all he trusted himself to say. Thor moved his hands away then left the room not letting Buck see his face.
When Thor closed the door he all but slid down the wall head in hands. Then cried silently, unashamedly shoulders trembling violently.
Didn’t want Bucky to hear he’s been through enough. Thor cried until his head hurt from the loss of fluids he wants Buck. But he can want him all he wants having him is a different ballgame. The revelation and his own unprocessed trauma hitting him like a knife to the gut.
Bucky is a precious gem one that needs protecting. Even if it means protecting him from being spoiled by Thor’s lechery. The boy is on the rebound and he’d let Bucky have his fun.
But there’s too much at stake too much baggage for Buck to suffer. No, he can’t he won’t, he can’t bare it if he manages to gods forbid end up hurting him. Thor got up, went outside and called the one person he knew that could help. The phone rang once, twice then the familiar exhale. “Brother, tell me everything” was all Loki said patient and calm. “I.. I almost kissed him Loki, I almost kissed him. Then everything, my feelings for him, what Zemo told me, what happened with home. It hit me all at once.”
Loki listened tentatively he’s glad to be his brother’s council. “I just.. I can’t.. what if I’m just like his ex? What if I bring destruction here and he gets hurt? What if-“ Loki injected. “Calm down brother, listen to my voice, take a deep breath.” Listening for the sounds of him doing so relieved when he heard it. “Good, now I know you don’t believe me but Asgard wasn’t your fault. I deceived you, Odin deceived us. None of that was ever, or will ever be your fault.” Loki knew these panic attacks well, back when all they knew was the realm eternal. Thor got around them by being cocky and battle hungry. Whenever he felt one coming on it was easier to find something to fight.
When the dark elves came it was easier for Thor to find solace in Loki. And not so long ago it was humor and lechery but now. All of it is laid bare all of the walls Thor put up. Have had a battering ram taken to them toppling them into ruins. “Now as for Zemo, he shouldn’t have told you what he did. That’s not something you were ready for and it’s a breach of Bucky’s trust. THAT being said” he emphasized hearing the starts of another spiral.
“I think he was under the impression that Bucky had told you some of it. Or that Buck consented to you finding out, which we’ll talk about that midgar saying later.” Thor pressed a button and smiled like a man that just found sweet relief. When that warm sympathetic face filled his screen. “Now as for Bucky, I would caution you brother.
“Wanda is not to be trifled with and she’s mama bear right now. And as for what the ex may or may not do. We’ll just have to cross the bridge when we come to it.” Thor nodded though it wasn’t what he wanted to hear. He felt some of the old desire to just seek out and destroy his enemies. But quashed those old desires just the same.
Loki always knew how to talk him off the ledge and make him feel better. How to cut through the noise and breathe again. Thank the nine realms they have each other.
He’d resolved himself though that Bucky doesn’t know what he wants. He’s on the rebound and he’s trying to find relief. He’s not looking for the kinds of feelings Thor is right now.
He tells himself that but knows no sooner when he sees the boy in those cursed shoes. He’s going to want to see if he can’t put a half asgardian in that belly. He can’t help it the boy does things to him. Those things involving taking a battering ram to his walls. And making it so he’s got the hormones of a much younger god. The last thing Thor expected to come of all of this. Was to fall in love in the Krujatian bayou with the man that was supposed to be his bodyguard. Funny how that happens.
He went to his room while him and Loki talked for a bit longer. He’d made sure Alpine was inside and asleep then locked up. When he got to his room though Thor found he couldn’t sleep.
So instead he settled for the Midgar show Supernatural on his phone. Still having access to the Avengers’ Netflix account. Before he’d known it Thor had fallen asleep to the docile dreams of cowboys and phoenixes.
With the sun now shining directly in his face. Which means he’d missed Buck’s katas and was sad about it. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed he padded to the living room.
Finding Bucky curled up on the couch Alpine on his lap playing Mario Kart this time. Thor yawned which grabbed Bucky’s attention who smiled softly.
“Hey big guy, you seemed pretty tired so I let you sleep in. Hope you don’t mind.” Thor simply waved it off “I don’t mind” he sat down on the recliner. Taking in what was happening on screen. Thor remembered this again from the tower. Clint and Nat would play this all the time and get competitive.
It turned into another thing they didn’t talk about. While Thor watched metallic Mario in a metallic convertible barrel down Rainbow road.
Bucky didn’t seem to have a strategy besides taking every opportunity in the game to drift. And he’d chuckled when Thor turned his nose up at a greasy Taco Bell burrito on the end table. “Hey, if I want to enjoy food of questionable quality now. And deal with the revolt my guts will have on my body later that’s my business.”
Thor actually scoffed some with that grin widening. “I can cook under duress but I would much prefer the tasty stuff that’ll make me regret it later.” He reclined back as Peach red shelled Baby Toad. Thor thought that he really needs to get his mind out of the gutter. Because he’s ninety percent sure that wasn’t what Bucky meant. Though given his smirk it’s a fair assumption that it’s a part and parcel of his teasing.
Feeling dangerous Thor smiles “trust me fair one, you won’t regret it if I took you to bed.” The look of pure surprise and the blush on his face that reached down his shirt was worth it. Thor was even sure he saw the beautiful boy’s toes curl a little.