Always. ~ P.Parker

• twenty •

"Excuse me?" Scott asked Thor, who clapped his hands together.

"It's okay, I'll do it."

"No, you won't." I scoffed, but Thor ignored me, and began walking towards the gauntlet.

Everyone jumped into action, silently agreeing that Thor was not mentally fit to snap his fingers.

"No, no, no, whoa." Rhodey said, and Tony placed his hands in front of Thor's chest, stopping him from walking any closer to the gauntlet.

"Stop, stop. Just wait a second."

"Hey, hey-" I started, but Steve cut me off.

"Wait, wait, Thor, just wait."

"What?" Thor asked, and everyone took a step back while Steve walked over to him, taking the lead.

"Thor, we haven't decided who's gonna put the gauntlet on yet."

"I'm sorry, are we just going to sit around and wait for the right opportunity?" Thor asked, and I shook my head.

"The right opportunity, no." I said, locking eyes with Thor.

"The right person, yes, we are." 

"We should at least discuss it, is what we're saying." Scott agreed, making me nod.

"Thankyou, Scott."

"No, no, sitting here staring at that thing is not gonna bring everybody back." Thor argued, and gestured to himself.

"Now I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? So this responsibility falls upon me. It's my duty."

Is he the strongest Avenger?

I looked him up and down, subtly assessing everyone around the room.

Yeah, he is.

He definitely is.

"Just because you're the strongest Avenger, doesn't make you the most fit to snap your fingers, not right now." I pointed out, and Tony nodded, agreeing with me.

"Thor, it's not about how strong you are-" He said, but Thor interrupted him.

"It's not that– Stop it! Just let me!" He exclaimed, and I could see the tears forming in his eyes. 

He was devastated.

"Just let me do it." Thor whispered, and I felt my heart tug for him.

"I'm sorry, Thor."

"Just let me do something good, something right." He whispered, but I shook my head.

"We can't bet your life on it, we care about you too much."

"Look, it's not just the fact that that glove is channeling enough energy to light up a continent, I'm telling you, you're in no condition." Tony said as politely as possible, and I nodded in agreement.

"Thor, you're not mentally stable, and that's okay." I tried to reason with him, but he didn't want to hear it.

"Barely any of us are."

"What do you- What do you think is coursing through my veins right now?" Thor asked, and we fell into a silence.

"Cheez Whiz?" Rhodey asked rhetorically, making me roll my eyes.

"Inappropriate."

"Lightning." Thor responded, making me shrug.

"Yeah."

"Lightning won't help you, pal." Bruce spoke up, and I could tell he meant it, after he'd been deep in thought the whole time.

"It's gotta be me."