Man of Mischief

Chapter Sixteen

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Next thing I knew, Thor was kneeling beside me, wrapping a blanket around my shoulders that he received from some random place. Maybe out of those boxes of stuff that were now, not to my surprise, destroyed from his and Hulk's battle. I looked up, face tear-streaked and entire being disheveled. Thor gave me a comforting, concerned look. Laying a hand on my shoulder, he sighed. "I'm so vey sorry." He said, his blue eyes breaking in mine. I shook my head, a worried expression now on my face. "No, don't you go blaming yourself, Thor. We both know it isn't your fault. We all got caught up in the middle of things... And Im fine."

Okay, small lie. But Thor need to be assured that I was okay, and that he wasn't to blame. I mean, for goodness sake, if it wasn't for him, I would be dead now. he saved me. I managed to give him a small, reassuring smile. Thor shook his head, still not fully convinced, and scooped me up bridal style.

You would think I would be embarrassed, but I wasn't. After all, this wasn't the first time Thor carried me like this. Being a mortal ( not to mention a weakling) living with a bunch of rowdy, immortal warriors ready takes it's toll on a girl. I was beat up and knocked out cold countless times. In fact, it just dawned on me that it was probably seriously bad for my health.

Either way, this was perfectly normal for us. I took a deep breath, wrapping my arms around his thick neck, as he carried me easily out and up the stairs, probably heading to others. I bit my lip, thinking back on what Tony had said. Thor and I... Loki being jealous. I mentally shook myself. First of all, there is absolutely nothing romantic going on between Thor and I, and secondly, Loki doesn't even like me. Not any more, at least.

"Thor," I said skeptically, clearing my throat. Thor glanced down at me, still walking through the empty hall (which made sense- everyone was surely gathered in one general place, which obviously, wasn't here). I was a little nervous about talking to him about such an awkward and untouched subject, though I was glad it was just the two of us to discuss it. Tony had officially planted the seed in my head, and from day one, all he spoke of was the weird live triangle he seemed to invent all on his own. Leave it to Tony Stark to pull one like this and leave me baffled and shy. Thor was like a brother to me, and a rock that I needed a lot right now. However, I felt like I was pulling a friend one on him, which I always thought of as unfair to the guy.

I mean, what it Thor liked me? Loki surely didn't, though he obviously had some serious domination issues about having me in bed and whatnot...

"Yes?" Thor asked, looking back forward. I pursed my lips, still contemplating what I would say. Either way, it was more than a little odd for me.

After a moment of pondering, I spoke. "Well, it was just... Everybodythinksthere'ssomethinggoingonbetweenusandIdon'tknowwhattothink."

Thor laughed, beaming his pearly whites. "What was that language, some Midgardian variation of English? I did not know you were bilingual." He chuckled. Actually, I could speak decent French, but that was beside the point. I took another deep breath.