Morning
Thor’s POV
Hazel’s plump lips crashed into Thor’s. She was hovering on top of him as they sunk into his bed. Hazel had her palms placed on either side of him to keep her balance. However, it didn’t take long for Hazel to give up control and for Thor to take it.
Thor grabbed her waist and spun her around. Thor heard her let out a light squeak which only turned him on more.
He pressed his body into Hazel’s. He pushed his lips back into hers with a passionate fury. She reached her hands up to his head and tangled her fingers in his hair.
Thor then broke his kiss long enough to begin pulling his shirt off of her.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
The alarm blared through the room as Thor groaned. He looked over at the clock as it continued to scream out its incessant sound.
“Shut up!” Thor groaned, smashing his fist into the clock. He had never been a morning person, or God for that matter. He groaned again, staring at the ceiling.
A light knock came from the door and Thor turned his head to face it. The last thing he wanted right now was to talk to someone. It’s probably Steve, he’s always up early.
Thor trudged to the door, pulling it open with a lot of force to reveal a shocked Hazel. He noticed she was wearing normal clothes meaning Stark’s delivery must have come through.
“Oh, sorry Lady Hazel. I didn’t know it was you.” Thor apologized. Her eyes moved down his torso and stopped. He looked down. Morning wood. Shit, shit, shit. Thor had never been much of a swearer but this seemed appropriate timing.
“Umm, sorry did I wake you?” Hazel asked, suppressing a giggle. Thor attempted in vain to hide himself behind the half open door.
“No, I had just woken up.”
“I can see.” Hazel bit back another laugh. “Well, I just came by to ask you what floor breakfast is at, I already forgot.” Hazel hit her head in mock confusion.
“Fourteenth floor.” Thor answered quickly. He wanted this conversation to be over quickly.
“Okay then. Will I see you there?”
“What time is it?”
“How do you not know?”
“I broke my clock.” Hazel let out her contained laugh and rolled her eyes.
“Last time I checked it was almost 7:00.”
“Thank you, Lady Hazel. I’ll see you soon.”
Hazel waved before leaving and Thor quickly shut the door. He let out a large sigh before walking into the bathroom. His “incident” was already almost gone.
Thor shook his head before getting ready for the day.
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Hazel’s POV
“Let her go you fucker!” Hazel screamed at the group of tormenters. A younger girl struggled against two men who were pushing her up against the concrete wall of the alley. She tried to scream but one of the men clamped her mouth shut with his hand.
“Get your hands off her!” Hazel continued to shout but it was no use. She was being held back by two other men with a group of at least four others surrounding them. Hazel decided to take a different approach.
“Please, she’s just a kid!” Hazel half screamed half cried as she watched the two other men push further into the younger girl. The other men watched greedily from the sidelines “Just get your hands off my sister, take me instead!”
“Oh you’ll have your turn soon enough, pretty girl.” One of the men holding her back whispered in her ear. Hazel shivered as his moist breath seeped around her ear, the scent of rotting teeth meeting her nostrils.
Hazel knew there was nothing she could do.
“Close your eyes sis, please just close your eyes. It’ll all be over soon.” Hazel begged as the other men laughed. One of the men holding Hazel’s sister against the wall began undoing his buckle.
Hazel screwed her eyes shut, waiting in terror for the screams of her sister. Tears were being squeezed out of her eyes as the men around her laughed evilly.
“Police! Put the girl down!” Hazel’s eyes flew open to see a group of uniform clad officers rush into the dark alley. The men shoved Hazel to the ground. Then there was a gunshot.
Hazel flew up. Her sister was lying facedown, blood running from underneath her.
“No no no no no no!” Hazel screamed repeatedly, stumbling to her sister. The men had long since run away and half of the police were in pursuit.
“No! Sis! No no no!” Hazel was desperate. She grabbed her body, laying her in her arms. “We’re safe now, say something. Say something!”
A hand grabbed her shoulder but Hazel pushed it away.
“Please, no!” Hazel screamed at the body but the pulse was long gone. “No no no…”
“No no no!” Hazel flew up into a sitting position. Her bed was a mess; covers were everywhere including tangled around her body. Her breathing was erratic as she tried to wipe the memories from her mind.
Images of her sister dead in her arms were burnt into the back of her retina. Hazel began sobbing. She curled into a ball and sat there for who knows how long until the alarm interrupted her pain. She looked over the clock which read 6:30 before turning the alarm off.
“Snap out of it Hazel, you have work to do.” Hazel rubbed her blotchy eyes before untangling herself from the sheets. Usually when she had flashbacks like that she would lie there the entire day. She didn’t have a job currently or anyone who’d miss her.
Hazel padded into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. She decided against a shower knowing she would stand under the stream until the water wet cold which probably wouldn’t happen any time soon as this was Stark Tower.
She kind of wished she had some makeup to conceal the dark bags under her eyes and some red spots dotted around her cheeks but knew better than to complain.
Hazel grabbed the brush off the counter were she had left it the previous night and attempted to tame the unruly knots but it wasn’t working.
“Fuck you wavy hair.” Hazel cursed under her breath. Hazel then opted for a messy bun after finding a few hair ties in the drawer behind the hair dryer.
After relieving herself and washing her hands, Hazel walked back into the main bedroom. She opened the closets and couldn’t help but sigh at seeing all the clothes again.
Hazel leafed through the layers of clothing a little longer then she probably should have until she picked a set. It was halfway through March and the air still was chilly so Hazel opted for a long pair of black jeans and a plain grey t-shirt. On top of the shirt she pulled on a military style black jacket which fit snuggly over her skin.
Hazel opened the accessory side of the closet and sighed again. She still wasn’t used to having all this. She picked out a few silver rings to wrap around her fingers but decided to keep her dog tags on. Hazel hadn’t taken them off since the war and didn’t want to change that.
In the lower drawers which Hazel hadn’t checked before were bras and underwear, all of which surprisingly fit. The thought of Tony buying her underwear caused her to blush slightly. She also had no idea how JARVIS had managed to get her sizes for something so intimate but Hazel decided not to question it. Underneath her clothes she had picked a simple pair of black panties and a matching bra. There were a few pieces that were slightly fancier but nothing too hot which Hazel was fine with. She was happy Tony hadn’t chosen something too sexy because it would’ve made her feel even more awkward about the whole thing.
For the finishing touch Hazel pulled out a pair of black combat boots that went up to about a quarter of her thigh.
Hazel decided against a bag as she had nothing to put in it. She groaned realizing her phone must have fallen out somewhere at some point in the past few insane days. Knowing there was nothing she could do about it she decided to just ignore it. It wasn’t like she was going to be making any calls soon anyway.
She closed the closet doors and switched off the lights before walking towards the elevator. Halfway there she realized she had no idea where she would go from there. It was almost seven so she still had plenty of time but wasn’t quite sure what to do.
Hazel then decided breakfast but soon realized she had no idea where to go. Last time she had been wandering around the tower she ended up at Loki’s cell so she decided the best course of action would be to ask Thor.
Wait, oh shit. Hazel thought to herself right before she knocked on the door. She remembered kissing him the previous night and wasn’t so sure how he’d react to her now. Of course she wanted to be more than friends but Hazel was pretty sure the God had better girls in his life than her. Hopefully he won’t say anything.
After a few deep breaths Hazel raised her fist to knock on the door, only hesitating a second. A muffled groan came from inside the room and Hazel suppressed the urge to laugh. Even Gods aren’t morning people.
She was about to knock again when the door swung open revealing a very sleepy looking Thor.
“Oh, sorry Lady Hazel. I didn’t know it was you.” He seemed shocked to see her standing in the doorway but Hazel barely noticed. Her attention was on something else.
Subconsciously her eyes had been drifting down his torso meeting a bulge in his pants. She snapped her eyes back up, resisting the urge to bite her lip.
“Umm, sorry did I wake you?” Hazel asked was suppressing a giggle. Thor seemed to be doing some dance with the door in an attempt to hide his bottom half. Hazel tried to ignore it.
“No, I had just woken up.”
“I can see.” Hazel was having trouble not laughing. “Well, I just came by to ask you what floor breakfast is at, I already forgot.” She tapped her head against her palm to emphasize the point.
“Fourteenth floor.” Thor answered a little to quickly.
“Okay then. Will I see you there?”
“What time is it?”
“How do you not know?”
“I broke my clock.” Hazel finally let out her laugh which she had been trying so hard to contain.
“Last time I checked it was almost 7:00.”
“Thank you, Lady Hazel. I’ll see you soon.”
Thor shut the door behind him and Hazel began making her way to the elevator.
At least he didn’t bring up the kiss. She thought to herself as she pressed the button labeled fourteen.