Marvel Imagines

Thor Odinson-Pause In Time

Mini Crossover: yaaay

"Alright, I'm going out on a whim here. Tony likes...the hummus and chips?" Steve tried.

Clint shook his head.

"Errrr! He gets the chicken shawarma sandwich."
"Okay, okay. But Nat gets the lamb kebab with a side of fries, right? No salt?"

"That's the one."

Thor looked around the small shop warily as Steve and Clint studied the menu. He had recently gotten into a terrible argument with Loki and it resulted in him being nervous and on edge every time he left the Tower. Who knew what he was capable of doing.
Loki was, after all, the God of Mischief and that fact loomed darkly over Thor's head.

"Hey, you okay?" Bruce asked.
He nodded absently.
"Yes, just uh...on the lookout."
"For?"
"Loki."
Bruce sighed.

"What happened this time?"
"I don't feel like going into great detail, but know this. The wrath of which I'm sure I'll receive soon will be absolutely horrible."
"Well, then. Best of luck to you."

"Thank you. Luck be on my side." Thor muttered.
He turned back to the menu, satisfied that Loki wasn't sneaking up on him, when he heard the bell over the door tinkle.

"Ahhh!" Thor screamed. He hurled Mjolnir without looking and closed his eyes in anticipation of pain. What he didn't anticipate was the feminine yelp and the sound of a body crashing through glass.

"Thor!"
"What the hell, man?"
"Oh...shit."

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Two Hours Later

"How's she doing, Doc?"
Dr. Cho gave Thor a withering look that made him shrink a little before answering Steve.

"She'll survive, of course. She seems to be healing at an incredible rate that I don't understand. Usually, with the extent of her injury, it would take weeks to heal, but not in her case."

Thor nodded solemnly, never taking his eyes off of you. He couldn't explain it. When Steve had picked you up and examined you for injuries, he had wanted nothing more than to rip you out of his arms and take care of you himself.

It was like there was something...an invisible force that pulled him to your presence, drawing him in and leaving him helpless to the mystifying ambience that was you. Suddenly, your eyes began to flutter open and Thor, rooted to the spot, made immediate eye contact.

And his whole world stopped.

He looked at you, losing himself in your E/C eyes and trying his best to understand how you could make him feel so small.
Not in a bad way, of course. Thor was absolutely captivated by your simple yet piercing gaze that held him in a trance.
His whole world might have been put on pause, but it seemed that it wouldn't be right without you.

You stared back at him, not quite knowing why you tensed. Why your breath caught in your throat and why, for the first time in years, you felt something. Something deep.
Something buried in the abyss that was left of your heart that clawed its way out and burst into its own being.

"Milady...I am Thor, son of Odin and I would like you to accept my deepest apologies for—"

The earth shattering eye contact that you two had been holding was broken when Cho shoved him aside with an excited expression.

Startled, you reeled back.

"I'm so sorry, ma'am. I just wanted to ask you a question. The fracture of your scapula should prevent you from moving your right shoulder joint at all. The indirect force was enough to almost shatter the bone completely and yet, you've seemed to regain the strength in said limb." She gestured to your right arm as you had used it to prop yourself up.

"Cho, you're overwhelming her. She's got that glazed look in her eye." Clint pointed out.

Cho took a sharp breath.

"Yes, well. Obviously you should get some rest. The crash rendered you unconscious for a bit and you've suffered from a minor concussion. It wouldn't be too much for you to give us your name, would it?" She asked cautiously.

Ignoring her, you looked at Thor, a bit desperate to feel the connection you had shared just a few moments ago and you weren't disappointed when meeting his bright blue eyes.

Steve and Clint shuffled awkwardly as you two stared at each other for a few minutes.

"So...I guess-erm, I guess we'll be on our way. Hope you feel better soon." Steve said before grabbing Clint's arm and dragging him out of the room. Cho, feeling a little awkward as well, followed right behind them.

Thor moved closer to you and although the usual feeling of wariness crossed your mind, you wanted him to. You watched silently as he gently picked up your right hand and pressed a soft kiss against your scarred knuckles. He chuckled upon seeing the blush that crossed your cheeks.

"I am glad you are well, milady."
"Y/N." You whispered.
He tilted his head in confusion and you cleared your throat nervously.

"My name is Y/N. Y/N Howlett."

He gave you a big smile and squeezed your hand tightly. Although it would've been much more satisfying to have met under better circumstances, he was glad he found you at all.

"It's an honor to meet you, Y/N."
"Nice to meet you, too."