Notes: For the 30 Days of Writing challenge on tumblr.
Title: to the lowest of lows
Fandom: The Avengers
Words: 360 words
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Marvel and the studio which produces the movies; I'm just playing in the sandbox. I make nothing from this.
to the lowest of lows
It takes Bruce a few days before he starts to realize what the brushes of hands whenever he walks together with Thor mean and why it feels like there's a spark of electricity running just under his skin.
He's never been interested in a man before but Thor is Thor. There's just something about him that is hard to resist. Of course he's handsome – more so than anyone else Bruce has ever met or known – and strong, but there's a spirit there that draws Bruce in and he can't pull away.
Bruce being Bruce, he doesn't make the first move. He's afraid that he's misreading the signals.
Thor is always there, though, and he never complains – okay, well, yes he does when he hasn't seen Bruce in two days because Bruce hasn't left the lab at all and Tony has effectively banned Thor from the lab and Tony's workshop in fear that he'll short something out again. He listens to Bruce when he thinks he's made a breakthrough or when he learns something new and even though Bruce is pretty sure Thor doesn't understand all of the technical jargon, Thor still listens to him and encourages him to continue when the self-consciousness takes over.
Sometimes they talk about other things. Thor talks about his family; one that he had to, more or less, leave behind since the Bifrost is so unstable that traveling between the worlds is too dangerous to risk. But mostly Thor speaks about Asgard.
It's a world that Bruce thinks he will never see, but he's fascinated by Thor's descriptions of it.
They stay up late into the night just talking about anything and everything. Bruce hasn't yet, and doesn't believe, that he'll ever be able to talk about his childhood and his father and everything involved in that. But he feels safe.
And it hits Bruce then, when Thor walks him to the door of his room and smiles at him and there's somethingin his eyes when he bends down and takes Bruce's hand in his and kisses it before he bids him goodnight.
Bruce watches him go, hand still tingling and thinks that maybehe could take a chance.