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imagine; you were thor's queen. he had been spoiling you all day, no matter how many times you told him not to.
"thor!" you shouted, walking speedily through the halls of the avengers tower. he had recently bought you roses and put them on display in your room. at first you thought it was sweet that he'd do that, but then more roses arrived.
and even more after that.
"you bought me one thousand roses?!" you exclaimed into the kitchen where he was currently rummaging through the fridge.
"pardon me, my love?" he said confused.
you closed the fridge, thor pulling his hand out just in time before we would've gotten it cut off by you.
"one thousand roses, thor. why?" you asked.
"i was told by the speaking metal box that roses were the flower of love. sending them would show my love for you," he explained.
you sighed, but smiled none the less.
"that 'speaking metal box' is a phone, thor. but i love you so i guess i can forgive and forget."
he smiled. "that's all i wanted to hear, my love."
