y/n: Yeha, nice to... nice to...
y/n then slumps onto the ground, fainting because of the alcohol. Thor chuckles and slings him over his other shoulder. Jane's trailer is in a state of perpetual disarray, strewn with various books, old pizza boxes, etc. A worried Jane lies on her bed, trying to read. She's startled by the loud knocking on the door. She bolts to the door and opens it to find Thor Standing there with the unconscious Selvig and y/n slung over his shoulders.
Jane: Erik! Is he all right? And who's that guy?
Thor: He's fine. Not injured at all. And this is y/n.
As Thor enters, he bangs Selvig's head on the doorway. Selvig groans.
Thor: Sorry, my friend.
Jane: What happened?
Thor: We drank. We fought. They made their ancestors proud.
This notion made y/n smile in his sleep- somehow hearing them.
Jane: Put him on the bed and 'y/n' on the floor. Thor moves through the small trailer carrying Selvig, like a bear lugging another bear, smashing into things along the way, until he finally sets Selvig down on Jane's bed having already placed y/n on the floor. Selvig awakens groggily and looks up at him through bleary eyes.
Selvig: I still don't believe you're the God of Thunder. But you ought to be. Thor grins, pats him on the cheek. As Selvig drifts off to sleep, Thor pulls a blanket over him and throws one accurately over y/n. Jane watches, stunned by their friendship, impressed by Thor's tenderness. Thor turns back to her, looks around.
Thor: These are your chambers?
Jane suddenly becomes self-conscious. She starts cleaning up the mess around her.
Jane: Well, it's more of a temporary living space, really. I don't usually have visitors in here. Actually, never...
Thor picks up a sock off the floor. She snatches it from him, puts it away.
Jane: Can we go outside?
Thor steps off a ladder onto the roof of Smith Motors. He offers Jane his hand, helps her up. There's a telescope set up, a couple chairs, some blankets. In the distance, y/n is finished pretending to be asleep and watches the two from the trailer. Now in his suit he can pick up their conversation.
Jane: I come up here sometimes when I can't sleep. Or when I'm trying to reconcile particle data. Or when Darcy's driving me crazy... I come up here a lot, now that I think about it.
Thor looks at the night sky, filled with stars.
Jane: I'm glad you're safe.
Thor: You've been very kind. I've been far less grateful than you deserve.
Jane: I also hit you with my car a couple times, so it kind of evens out.
He grins, then reaches into his pocket and pulls out her notebook.
Jane: I don't believe it...
She takes it from him, surprised and grateful.
Thor: It was all I could get back. Not as much as I promised. I'm sorry.
How do you like your eggs?
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