Bows and Decorations
Thor/Bruce
Thor is a beloved space prince who crashes down to earth and into one Dr. Bruce Banner’s life.
Bruce sighs taking off the long overcoat along with the sweater he was wearing. It’s boiling in the apartment when he walks in and it smells like fire? He rushes to the small kitchen and let’s out a sigh of relief.
“Good nothing is on fire but then- “
“Bruce are you home,” asks Thor from the living room. “If you are don’t come in!”
Bruce snorts to himself and disobeys entering the living room, “What cou-“ He doesn’t finish his sentence instead chuckling and letting out an undignified snort as he sees Thor caught in a mess of wrapping paper, ribbons and tape. Mostly ribbons and tape. His hair which is in that awkward stage of long but not long enough to do more than curl around his ears is covered in sticky bows and glitter tape. His arms are wrapped in the gaudy Christmas paper they got from the dollar store last week and the box. The culprit of this whole mess lays at the end of Thor’s feet, covered in one red sock and the other green, is completely bare. He wonders for a moment if Thor tried to wrap himself as a gift bringing a blush to his cheeks.
Bruce chuckles and kneels by him pulling off the sticky tape in Thor’s hair as gently as he can
“I told you not to come in,” he huffs blowing one of the ribbons dangling in his face making the glitter travel further down his nose. He winces as Bruce pulls on his hair.
“Well you should have known better. Plus, it smelled like a fire, so I checked the kitchen first.”
Thor gasps, “you still don’t trust me after the crescent rolls incident?”
“Hmmm not exactly. I know you’re still learning, and that stove has a personality,” he says using his sleeve to carefully wipe the glitter off Thor’s face. Unfortunately, it just makes a worse mess and ends up stuck in his beard. “You might have to get a shower some of the glitter isn’t coming out. Are you pouting?”
“No,” he says clearly pouting. “I was trying to help by wrapping the gifts. You made it look so easy last night and I wanted to surprise you. Gifts under the tree and all.”
Bruce ruffles Thor’s head affectionately, “well I was surprised. It’s kind of a funny surprise and I needed one today so thank you Thor.”
“Your welcome…was work bad today?”
Bruce winces, “well my vacation starts today…I lost my job. I couldn’t do what they were asking me to do.”
Thor pulls him into a hug, “I’m sorry Bruce.”
“Hmm oh yeah,” he says turning redder, “it’s not your fault,” he says awkwardly patting Thor on the back. Secretly he thinks Thor gives the best hugs strong, warm, and tight. Like being enclosed in a warm blanket and having that feeling of extra weight on his body the good weighted feeling is nice. He pulls away from the hug or tries to before Thor is pulling him down on the ground to lean against his chest. It’s a nice feeling a little awkward since they aren’t really…well he’s not even sure anymore at this point.
“They were asking me to make a bio weapon…uh think of it as a weapon used to make people get colds or get really sick and I wasn’t going to do it. I thought we were using the radiation for medical cures not weapons so they fired me.”
Thor keeps Bruce close and leans down placing a kiss on the side of his head. Bruce’s ear feels like they are on fire. “Uh…I should start looking for a new job.”
Thor watches as Bruce stands up loosing the warmth. He looks up at Bruce confused, “is kissing not done on Midgard or Earth? I see it on TV a lot.”
“No um it’s just…kissing is intimate or to me it is and yeah,” he laughs having not explained himself at all to Thor.
Thor tilts his head confused before nodding in Bruce’s direction, “then I will not kiss you unless asked. Except for under mistletoe, right? They said on the TV it cannot be avoided.”
“Right. Right, great thanks,” he says making a move to leave before he does something else stupid. Really his life could not turn into more of cheesy anime protagonist. Honestly between losing his job and having a man fall from the sky and into his life he’s a little worn out.
He pauses in his step towards his room. Wait did he just agree that mistletoe kisses were mandatory? He shakes his head entering his bedroom to lay down and think, rest, anything but think about why his brain immediately went to “let’s put mistletoe all around the house”.