Thor Trying To Act Like A Gentleman On The Titanic
"Good Evening Miss." Thor grinned down at the beautiful woman sitting down before him.
[Y/N] shifted her eyes from her book and up at the man, but haven't yet brought her book from concealing her face. His lips smiled wider as her eyes met and motioned his hand toward an empty seat beside her. "May I?" His voice was deep and sonorous, [Y/N] became baffled as she lowered her book, her face exposed and nodded with a forced smile.
She couldn't comprehend that such a striking, gorgeous man was sitting right next to her. Within, her stomach began doing reels and turns as she made an effort to focus oh her book she was reading, ignoring the man's rich scent that escalated into her nose. Her lips made a tight line.
Before Thor sat down, he was searching for his brother, Loki, who said would be in the library in the Second-Class section on the C-DECK of the Titanic. Dinner was soon to come, they had to dress properly and get ready before Father would get on their tails. But Thor became distracted as his eyes fell upon a mistress who was sat down, reading a book atop her lap as she briefly flipped a page. The thought of his brother faded from his mind as he stood, his feet glued to the rug, completely smitten at the woman's elegance and alluring appearance. The woman lifted the book close to her face and his is feet soon began to glide towards her, his hands straightening his band collar and cream-colored regency coat.
"How do my lady do this fine day?" He asked her almost as soon as he settled in the chair, his grin never faltering.
[Y/N] averted her eyes from her book and turned to him, her brows threatening to arch up, still amazed of her predicament with this gorgeous man. "I fare well this day, thank you." She smiled warmly with a delicate bow of her head in respect. "I may ask the same about my gentleman who has decided to sit next to my presence." [Y/N] set her open book on her lap, giving him her undivided attention. Her heart fastened as he looked down at his lap as a breathless chuckle escaped his lips.
The wrinkle of his eyes crinkled through his smile, raising his head back up to meet her gaze and draped his right leg over the other. "I'm doing just fine Miss. Due to this remarkable ship that has graciously bestowed us a list of activities. It's quite amazing, yes?" He paused for a brief moment as his eyes skimmed the massive library and the many shelves that held the multitude of books. "I failed to realize they had possession of such a library. Magnificent really." He brought his hand to his chin, stroking his beard in acknowledgement.
[Y/N] found herself nodding in agreement and looked down at her book. Her hands folded neatly upon the book, which rested on her lap. This man was beyond distracting and she wished to go back to her reading; his pull to her was unsettling as she tired to regain her composure from his dignified charm. His eyes widen as he spun back towards her, realization in his error as if hitting him like a brick to the head. "Oh, excuse me. I'm afraid we have yet to be properly introduced." His golden brows knitted together but disappeared as quick as they've come, a charming smile replacing his worried look before leaning in to her. "I'm Thor Odinson." Her eyes grew slightly when he caught her hand and gave it a small peck between her knuckles, his lips almost lingering in the spot. She exhaled and her heart speeded up in an instant. She suddenly felt bashful and her hand tingled as his sky blue eyes met hers again. "And what would your name be, my sweet?" His voice were low and deep but enough to reach her ears.
"[Y/N]." She squeaked out. Oh god, she had to leave. She swore this man named Thor did things to her. Odd name to say the least. She had to think of an excuse.
Before he could say anything, [Y/N] rose from her seat, Thor automatically releasing her hand, a surprised look upon his face as he stood as well but vanished with a smile. "Well miss [L/N], I do hope you're not ready to leave so soon." He cocked his head as he gazed down at her with an arched brow. Sadness itched in his voice.
"Oh, I'm sorry but I must. I've neglected the fact that dinner is right around the corner." She craned her neck up to look at him, book in both hands. She realized he was huge in stature and in height. [Name] felt even more farouche as a blush tinted her cheeks. She averted her gaze to his white spats instead.
The thought of Thor's brother came to mind. He forced the urge to face palm himself as he recalled dinner and that his purpose was to inform Loki. Then an idea came to mind. "Well maybe Miss [L/N] would be delighted to accompany your gentleman to dinner?" He straightens his posture as he swung his hands behind his back and a smile tugged on his lips once more as she raised her head, "My family and colleagues would be most grateful to have you." He enticed her.
She was taken aback at the invitation, they haven't talked long and barley knew each other. He took the initiative to actually request her company on such short notice. "Oh, um, I…" She fiddled with the book in her hand as she tried to think of what to say.
Before she could get a proper word out, he gently took the book out her hands, their fingers touched. "Allow me, my Lady." He obliged to put the book back on the shelf and turned away from her for a moment. And on the wrong shelf.