A crack and a shudder filled the sky. I hobbled over to my window and dragged the curtains together. I do not need to see that nor do I need to hear it. The entire apartment was quiet, the television set whispered hushed toned. In my opinion, it wasn't loud enough.
I could still hear it. I could still see the flashes from behind the curtain. I run to my room and remove the blanket that has become a scrambled mess from the bottom of my bed. I race back into the living room and jump onto the couch. I wrap the blanket around me as tightly as possible. I turn the volume on my TV to a high enough volume.
Another flash smashes the skies. It is closely followed by a low rumble that sent my heart rate to a near stop. This is definitely not how I expected to spend my day. The forecast hadn't even announced any form of thunderstorm in the first place. Unless..
No. That was illogical.
He wouldn't be here. Last time I checked he was back home with his people, with his family. And I am sitting here, blocking out the sound of the storm and hiding underneath a blanket like a child.
I am dating the God of Thunder yet I am terrified of thunder and lightening. Brilliant.
"(Y/N)?" A booming voice calls from the front door. It wasn't..
"(Y/N), my dear!"
The flash of silver armor and the red cape confirmed my curiosity. The long haired blonde had a smile on his face and a spark in his eyes. That smile, however, fell when he entered the room.
"(Y/N), my love," He glided across the room. The storm raged on outside. "What is wrong?"
He kneels down in front of me. His colossal hand cups my cheek. I suck in a breath as I look at him.
I've missed him. I've missed him far too much and now that he is here all of the feelings I had locked inside my chest are preparing to explode.
"Why are you crying?"
Am I crying? I was unaware of the tears that were treading down my cheeks. His thumbs graze my cheeks and push water droplets were falling.
"Has someone upset you? If someone has upset you then you must tell me their name and I will personally-"
"No one has upset me, Thor, it's just.."
"It's just what? You can tell me, you know that."
He moves to sit beside me on the couch. The blanket falls off my shoulders. Thor wraps his arms around my shoulders. He pulls me into his chest, his heartbeat drowning out the sound of the clashes outside. I jump every so often but each time I do he pulls me closer to his chest.
"It will pass, love. I am deeply sorry if I am the cause of your tears." He says, dropping a kiss onto the top of my head.
"No, no, Thor. Please don't blame yourself." I reply, wrapping my arms around his chest.
"But I am the God of thunder, it is due to my presence that this storm has erupted. It is because of me that you feel frightened."
I pull away from him. I gaze into his soft features. He looks like a puppy that has just been kicked. I cup his face.
"Thor, it's fine. I don't blame you," I jump when another flash cuts the sky. "I've always been afraid of it. It's not you're fault."
He leans forward and pecks my lips.
It's the first time that he's kissed since he arrived. The last time he had ever kissed me was when he left, however, that was nearly two months ago.
"I assure you that I will protect you from whatever you may be afraid of and I will protect you from harms way. Again, I apologise for being the cause of your fear. I can not help it but-"
"Thor," I cut him short. "I'm just glad to have you back here. But next time find a way that doesn't bring a thunderstorm around."
He laughs. "I will try my best."