AN: I hope to update more often when I can, because of the hectic schedule at college and balancing it with home life, unfortunately this means that currently each chapter will be fairly short. Can you please let me know if you would like this or if you would prefer longer chapters, less often :3 I hope you are enjoying it so far!
Chapter 2
If he needed to, Thor could navigate Darcy's apartment with his eyes closed. After countless sleepovers, often with the company of Jane and the other avengers, Thor would quite happily call this place his second home on Midgard.
Carrying the sleeping woman through to her bathroom, he placed her carefully on the fluffy rug that she loved so much. The poor girl was filthy from the attack in the alley but was clearly not able to clean herself in this condition.
Setting the water to run in the bath, Thor turned his attention back to Darcy, carefully trying to take off her converse boots and socks with out tangling up the laces. She was particularly fond of these rainbow ones, and when ever any one asked her about them, she would proudly state that she got them from the president! Quite a feat for a mortal as young as her, he thought to himself, but she truly is an amazing woman and no one can deny that.
Carefully lifting Darcy's hips with one hand, he managed to pull off her jeans with the other, leaving her pants on just in case she was flustered when she awoke. Nudity has never been an issue on Asgard and Thor didn't quite understand what the big fuss was about down here on this realm. Every one is similar in respects to their anatomy, and from what he has seen, his Lady Darcy has nothing to worry about, in fact, she should be proud of her body.
Lifting her to him, Thor lifted up her coat and top at the back, swiftly unclasped her bra, and pulled all of the layers up and over her Darcy's head, leaving her bare except from a pair of panties that seemed to have a flying rainbow cat on them, how odd.
Lowering this sleeping beauty in to the warm water, Thor felt proud that he had managed to take care of the maiden so far with out aggravating any of the injuries that she has sustained. He noted that the water was particularly clear, and figured that he should add some of the pink liquid that Darcy said not to touch, but considering it is for her, Thor added a few caps full any way, watching the bubbles form around the end of the bath. Giving it a swish with his hand, he turned the taps off and proceeded to take his armour off slowly. He could make it disappear by magic, but there was something therapeutic about removing it manually that Thor enjoyed. It was kind of like signalling the end of a battle, trusting your environment enough to let your guard down. Walking through to the bedroom, he piled his clothes on the chair that Darcy had dubbed as his, purely on the that she was fed up of him breaking her comfy ones, and that this was the biggest chair in the flat.
Before getting the spare pyjama bottoms out of the bottom draw that was full of the avengers gear in case of a spontaneous drinking night, Thor took a moment to stretch and have a brief look around the room that he was stood in. The king sized bed at the far end of the room, with the big windows on the side walls, the rest of the wall space was covered in books, romance, mystery, crime, factual books, picture books, you name it, Darcy most likely had it. The Small desk where her laptop sat, and the shelf next to it where her ipod would normally sit, the massive wardrobe that was full of woolly jumpers and tight jeans that Darcy loved so much. Yes, this is a place that Thor could be happy, not having to live up to any expectations, free from title of Prince of the nine realms, a place where he can have a pillow fight with his best friend, or sit and watch movies whilst shovelling nutella in his mouth with out judgement, or anticipation of enemies attacking.