𝐓͟𝐇UNDER 𝕭͟𝙍INGER。
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ᅟᅟ ᅟᅟᅟ 𝑮𝑶𝑳𝑫𝑬𝑵 GLIMMER &⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘚 OF 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑮 ; ᅟᅟᅟᅟ 𝕬͟𝚂𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳'𝚂 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟 。 ᅟᅟ
ᅟᅟ ᅟᅟᅟ 𝑮𝑶𝑳𝑫𝑬𝑵 GLIMMER &⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘚 OF 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑮 ; ᅟᅟᅟᅟ 𝕬͟𝚂𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳'𝚂 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟 。 ᅟᅟ
ᅟᅟ( happiest smile, nestling into him with arms around his waist. ) more.
( he’s cupping the other’s face, placing a few more kisses. ) mmwwh—.. !
ᅟᅟ( a laugh leaves him again, watching the other with a little grin. how very charming. ) ᅟᅟthou shall rest. thy head will suffer in the morning, captain.
⠀ will do, theo ~ ‘s that, pine? smell’s like pine ‘r somethin’, i dunnooosjsjsbsms… ….but c’mooooon, stay with meeeeee — ⠀ ⠀
ᅟᅟ( oh. he is truly drunk. ᅟᅟthor moves to easily pick him up, placing him down on the couch again. a hand finds a cup of water, handing it over. ) have a sip.
⠀ dayum…cute ass lumberjack… ❪ the complete opposite of slow and steady, plopping down to the couch before rolling onto the floor with a giggle. the roof was spinning…silly. ❫ ⠀ ⠀
ᅟᅟ'tis exhaustion. ( he lowers his eyes, watching the captain's frame as he closes his gaze. ) i am tired.
( arms loop around neck, remaining close. ) anything upsetting you .. ? i mean—you’re usually affectionate, yes, but today it feels like something’s off.
ᅟᅟ( he leans even more, hugging him closer as he takes every touch of the kiss. ) aye. . .
greedy today, aren’t we. 💧🙂↕️ * ( still, he’s complying. peppering the other’s face with kisses. forehead, nose, cheeks—chin, cheeks. )
ᅟᅟ( leaning into it, happy sigh on his lips. ) more. . .
( peck. * 😚 )
ᅟᅟare they saying they can't either?
… pfft. thor can’t handle a rat?
ᅟᅟhe straightens at her gaze, nodding softly before sighing. ᅟᅟ"midgard has treated me well. i have a cabin."
‘ tsk . you must not talk yourself down . ‘ a sharp little look , hopefully enough to stop such . ‘ anyhow — you must think of your own future first . if you do not want to do such , you do not have to . ‘
ᅟᅟyes. he wishes loki to hunt it like a snake.
a rat?
ᅟᅟ( . . . that mead leaves thor drunk. so. . . ) ᅟᅟperhaps thou shall spend the night within my chambers. rest.
⠀ ❪ grabby hands reach — and miss — and miss again. before finally grabbing onto the cup and taking it all in. might just help, depending on how strong that mead was. ❫ ⠀ ⠀
ᅟᅟ. . . there is a rat in his cabin.
… for what?
ᅟᅟold frights come back to haunt him, tremendously.
⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ storms bother her none. what’s the matter?
ᅟᅟhe needs their powers.
causing chaos. are they needed?
ᅟᅟ"i do not think i could ever live up to him, mother. . . but i can only hope i am able to match his power as king one day."
' indeed . you are more alike than you know . ' another piece of gristle thrown into the fire , lifting her head to look at him . ' and that is why i am not worried of your leadership , dear heart . '
ᅟᅟhe does not tend to share his feelings.
If he is really in a bad mood, though, maybe it’s a good idea to let it out. They’ll listen, even if it’s thunder.