an: this chap is set before "Prologue 5" in The Cosmic Disturbance Indication. established relationship again, and.. well, let's just say Thor alone in the kitchen isn't a good idea. enjoy!

Domesticity

The loud clattering of an iron pan hitting the tiled floor of the kitchen made her sit up alertly.

Looking at where her other half should have been sleeping, the brunette frowned when seeing his spot was vacant and she shook her head at putting two and two together. Pushing back locks of hair from her vision, she slipped out of bed to throw on the sweatshirt cast aside on the nearby desk chair, rubbing sleep from her eyes with a hand as she left to see if her guess was accurate.

It had only been a year since the Ultron problem, and it was probably a few days afterward that he had started the search for those stones. Five months after traveling through half of the realms, she had proposed they do some research on earth; there had to be something, if anything, as she had said. Having dubbed her as his counsel, and because he believed the wisdom from her predecessor was instilled in her, he had agreed.

Searching the Internet didn't work as well as either of them would've liked, so hitting the books was the better solution.

"No, damn it…!" The god cursed, none too subtly, when smoke rose into the air from the now-burnt pork meat. He swatted at the smoke with a nearby dish towel to make it go away, stiffening when her slender hand turned down the dial on the front of the stove, coughing slightly as he looked at his other half.

Waving the smoke away with her free hand, his goddess looked up at him with some exasperation, "Maybe you should leave me to cook next time?" She wondered, stooping to pick up the discarded pan.

He let her take the dish towel back to grab the hot pan where the meat had been cooking, stepping back to let her fix his mess. "I had wanted to make you breakfast… You know, without waking you up." He defended albeit a bit lamely towards the end, handing her the flat-ended spatula to scrape what should have been pork sausage patties off the pan and into the nearby trash can.

She put the pan into the sink when noting that it was still useable, minding the carton of eggs that hadn't been opened as well as the two boxes of pancake mix nearby, puffing softly at his try at domesticity. "Can't blame you for trying… You didn't need to, though." She said patiently, looking up at him and pausing when noticing the apologetic downward turn of his lips as he looked at the unopened eggs, looking away to smile fondly at his attempt. "Thank you, Thor."

Thor brightened up at her fond tone before watching her rinse the pan, minding that she only wore a sweatshirt and underwear, stepping closer to her and leaving a kiss on her neck, feeling her stiffen for a half-second at his gesture as he hugged her waist with one arm. "On the contrary, you've been hard at work doing your research, I had to show my gratitude somehow." He remarked as he nuzzled the place between her neck and shoulder, resting his chin there.

Back arching slightly at having him so close, Evelyn giggled when his beard tickled the skin, holding his arm that had drifted lower on her belly. "Burning the kitchen wasn't what I had in mind… And I'd think you already thanked me last night, and early this morning," she teased before inhaling sharply when he nibbled on a still-healing hickey on her throat and bumped his hips against her bum. "Thor…"

Ears tingling at her half-moaned voicing of his name, said blonde smiled happily before leaving a lingering kiss on her shoulder. "Yes, sweet?" He hummed as he looked on his blushing lover.

"I do love you, but the library opens at nine, and I still need to shower." The brunette reminded gently, clearing her throat as her voice had slightly risen an octave when she distinctly felt just how much he wanted to make up for his mistake, prying away to turn and look up at him with a shy smile on her face.

A pout had found his lips, causing her straight face to crack with a giggle, before he got an idea. "That works, too." He mused with a shrug, and she perked up at the twinkle that shone in his eyes.

"Oh no, don't you dare…" She warned before skirting away to duck back into her room, giving a yelp when he snagged her sweatshirt and dragged her back with little effort. "T-Thor!" She exclaimed with a startled laugh when he hoisted her over his shoulder like if she was a weightless sack of potatoes, slightly yelping as he squeezed her bum on habit and strode away to the bathroom.

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Closing the book shut when finding very little information on her subject, she sighed slightly and pushed it away to lift the glasses from her nose to rub her eyes with her free hand.

The morning's events that had gotten her to where she now sat replayed in her mind, and she blinked back the stars in her eyes as she recalled his affection.

He wasn't very adept at cooking, something she was positive had to do with his not having to cook for himself in the past, but it was very sweet of him to try. And for her, no less. He was mad for her and would move mountains for her if she asked, too… and she was just as in love with him.

Hang on, where was he? He was supposed to be getting her a couple of encyclopedias… Puffing as she believed he had possibly gotten sidetracked, the brunette left her chair to locate her companion.

Seeing that the rest of the library was more populated, to which she gathered they had been there for at least two hours, she looked through the narrow aisles surrounded by tall shelves as she made her way to the references section before spotting a familiar blonde who reached to a shelf one head above him to grab a thin book. She smiled at seeing him and entered the aisle before perking up when noting the willowy girl that he handed the thin book to, her smile faltering a degree.

"You're really helpful, aren't you?" The blonde, a student from what she could tell, giggled as she tucked the book to her chest, looking up at the god.

"Yes he is." Evelyn piped up as she had gravitated towards her companion's side as if he had summoned her, looping her arm with his, smiling sweetly at the other woman's faltered smile when laying eyes on her. "We should be going, he's got class that he's always running late to…" She excused them with the smile present, leading –dragging, in his opinion—her companion out of the aisle and back to her table.

Thor rolled his eyes at her childish exit, ironic given it was common knowledge that she owned his ass, gently detangling their arms. "Very mature, sweet." He chided when she had seemed to remember that he was present, stopping them near the table she had been using.

Ears as red as her cheeks, Evelyn briefly shot a look back at the way they had come, "Should be glad it's not you I'm annoyed with… I swear, any woman sees a man like you and they throw their panties at you…" she griped, turning away to put her journals back into her satchel, shutting her pen case with a slight huff.

She didn't do it to be rude, not really, she only did it because Thor was hers, her sweet ray of sunshine that would do anything for her, and no bitch could take him away from her so long as she was alive.

"Eve…" Thor half-groaned her name, causing her to look at him exasperatedly, leaning in to kiss her as he lifted a hand to trace his fingers along her neck, reminding her that he was still hers. He drew back a bit, his hand that had been at her neck cradling the back of her head, to kiss her forehead, curling his fingers in her brown locks. "There could be a hundred women who toss their undergarments at me, but not one of them will ever be you. And not a one of them could bewitch me as you have, either." He reminded gently.

Evelyn smiled shyly at his reminder, knowing they were probably getting looks from the library's patrons but she didn't care, stroking his cheek as he had scarcely let her get free of his arm's hold. "Still think that, then, after all this time?" She wondered, catching the sheepish yet proud grin on his bearded face, leaning up to chastely kiss him.

Thor grumped at her teasing as she broke away from the kiss to then step away and hand him her bag. "That wasn't exactly what I had in mind…" He said.

"Snogging in the library wasn't what I had in mind, either… hence why we're going back." Evelyn retorted calmly as she looked up at him from above her glasses that she was about to take off before he took her wrist to stop her, cocking a curious brow.

While he had seen her wear her glasses before, which were thick-framed brown reading glasses, their moment made a particular part of him harden as said part pointed out that she was more beautiful with glasses on. "Keep those on… for later." Thor urged as he reluctantly released her wrist.

Evelyn cleared her throat as she understood his dilemma, which would soon be her issue to resolve, bobbing her head in a nod before leading the way out of the library.

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