Marvel Imagines

Thor

((L/N)=Last name)

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You sit alone on a bench in Central Park in New York.

It's busy due to the new sales in the stores so people are walking right next to your legs.

It's quite cold outside and you forgot a jacket, but you knew that if you got up someone would instantly take it.

You sprawl your legs out on the bench and you lean your back against the arm rest.

You sigh. It's been stressful the last few days. You have been having triple shifts at the bar lately because your 'co-worker' is always sick.

You see him vacationing. He's in Dubai this week. You roll your eyes at the thought.

"Ahem."

You look up from your position. "Yes?"

"Ah, hello fair maiden. I have come to you for help, wise Midgardian." The man bellows.

You raise your brow confused. You look around. "Where are the cameras?"

"What is camera? Is it a food you humans eat here on Midgard?" The man asks quite intrigued.

"Uh...no." This has got to be a prank on TubeYou. Why else would he talk this way?

"I know what you are doing. I don't want to be in your video." You reply.

"Video? As in capture the 'moment' you Midgardians say?" He asks.

"Um, sir?"

"Yes my lady?"

You choke on your spit.

"Are you sick?"

"No madam! Us in Asgard have a high immune system! It's hard to get an illness like you!" He chimes.

"Are you sure? There's and Asylum an hour away..."

"No need for big word talk! Now answer my question." He sits down by your feet.

You put your feet down and face him. Alright.. what's your question..?" Where is my brain?

"Do you know where I can find the Man of Iron?" He leans closer, waiting.

You are confused for a moment. "Oh! You mean Mr. Stark! The man who controls the Avengers?"

"Ah yes! Him. That's his name. Wait that's his name?"

You laugh and nod your head.

He looks at you and a grin grows onto his face. His white teeth shine in the sunlight. You realize he's wearing armor and holding a hammer.

Your face and mouth turn into an "O".

"Y-You are Thor?! The God of Thunder?! In the Avengers?!" Well that makes more sense as to why he called me a Midgardian.

He chuckles. His hair falls onto his shoulders. You resist the urge to run your fingers through his hair.

"Can you show me to the Man of Iron now? Miss...? What is your name fair maiden?"

You almost forgot. "Oh, how rude of me. I am (Y/N)....Princess (Y/N).... of the.... (L/N) House." You reply.

"You are royalty as well?!" Thor gets excited.

He gets up and bends to one knee grabbing your hand. He places a soft kiss to your knuckles. He looks up at you, eyes shining.

A blush spreads onto your cheeks. He smiles.
"Have I made (Y/N) red in the face? As you call flustered?"

You laugh. "No! It's hot out!" No it's not idiot it's fifty degrees out!

"Tony Stark's tower is this way." You grab his hand and lead him to Tony.

—— Ten minutes later ——

You have just arrived to the tower.

"He is beyond those doors, Thor." You give him a small smile, upset that he must leave.

He full on frowns. "I am sorry Lady (Y/N), we must depart now." He cups your cheeks and gives you a light kiss on the lips. "Farewell."

He gives you one more smile before he twists his hammer in his hands and walks inside the doors.

You stand there mouth agape. "D-D-Did h-he kiss me?!" You squeal.

You turn around and walk away. You are about thirty yards from the tower and you turn to look back.

You see up in the top most window, a man standing there. It is him. He waves at you before another man, probably Tony, drags him away.

You giggle. "Princess (Y/N) of the (L/N) house... How creative."

You walk back to your bench in Central Park and act as if nothing happened.