Marvel Imagines

Thor Odinson-Magical

"Y/N!"

You looked up from your work in Bruce's lab to find Thor, your new pal, excitedly gesturing to something under his arm from the other side of the glass.

When you had first started working with Bruce, Thor was the first to befriend you, much to the Avenger's surprise. He didn't affiliate with anyone outside of their team, usually complaining about how tiny most Midgardians were.

Until he met you, of course.

You waved him in with a smile while you took off your glasses and straightened your lab coat. He quickly pushed the door open, ran to your side and plonked a toaster onto your desk.

"Behold. I've found a new device that needs attending to," He said, his eyes bright and a big, goofy smile on his face.

You could hardly contain yourself as you watched him wriggle like an overexcited puppy. He had been bringing you different household appliances throughout the week to help him "study and observe."

Just the other day, he had tried bringing in the oven, much to Tony's annoyance.

"Okay, we'll start off with the basics, alright? This is called a toaster."

You lifted the cord attached to the base of the toaster.

"This is called a plug. You put it in here," you pulled it over to an outlet and plugged it in as Thor watched in awe, "and now it's on."

He nodded furiously and you laughed at how concentrated he was.

Thor was really into Midgardian gadgets and his interest was an adorable entertainment for you.

"I need you to get me a loaf of bread from the kitchen. Oh, and make sure it's the one in slices," you called as he hurried out of the lab.

A small smile creeped onto your lips.

Spending time with Thor was one of the things you looked forward to whenever you came to work.

"Uh-oh, is the great minded assistant playing with her boy toy today?"

You rolled your eyes as Tony strode into the room with his signature smirk.

"Or is he still in the dark about your deep and heartfelt feelings?"

"I have no idea what you're rambling on about, but keep it to yourself, Stark," you said smoothly.

He opened his mouth to retort when Thor sauntered back into the lab with the bread in his hands.

"I've retrieved the bread as Lady Y/N has asked."

He playfully bowed and you, being you, graciously took the bread with a curtesy.

"Many thanks to the God of Thunder."

You giggled and pulled the tag off of the plastic to take out two slices of bread for your demonstration.

"This bread goes in this slit and this bread...goes in this one." You put the bread into the toaster and put your finger on the handle.

"Now you push this down and voila! The bread is toasted." You beamed at him, but he was staring hard at the toaster.

"Thor?"

"But, Y/N, how does the bread come back out?"

"Oh, well—"

Suddenly, the bread popped up with a faint ding! and—

And you were suddenly on the floor—so was Tony, who had been watching you two fiddle with the toaster disdainfully. Thor had shoved the both of you to the ground, expecting the toaster to blow up.

"What the fu—" Tony started.

"My apologies, Y/N. The pieces of bread attempted to escape from their domain."

Thor swiftly pulled you into his chest and wrapped his arms around your waist, leaving you a little breathless.

"It's—it's fine," you stammered as he peered closer into your blushing face.

"You look very red, Y/N. Can you breathe?"

"Not while your looking at her like that, you big idiot! She likes you!" Tony barked from the floor. He hadn't made any sudden move from his position except to crane his neck and glare at the both of you.

Neither of you were paying him much attention anyways.

"You like me, Y/N?" Thor asked with a gleam in his eyes. He was grinning from ear to ear while you were secretly planning a hundred different ways to kill Tony Stark.

"I do. Like you, I mean."

Your heart jumped into your throat as he wrapped a hand around the back of your neck and pressed his lips against yours. Adrenaline coursed through your veins as he lightly placed one hand on your waist and deepened the kiss, driving you crazy.

"Will you two love struck fools get a room? I'm not gonna lay here and watch you get it on if you're not professionals," Tony snapped.

Thor chuckled softly and twined his fingers around yours, gazing into your beautiful E/C eyes.

"That was—um..that—" you faltered as he wiggled his eyebrows comically.

"Magical."