( he could blame it on the alcohol, if he wanted to. he's had more drinks than thor, after all, and it would be an easy lie to tell himself, to say that it has nothing to do with thor, and everything to do with his unclear head. but the truth is: his head is still clear, and he knows exactly what he's doing.
and it's not like he's holding his breath while he waits for thor's answer, but something does loosen inside his chest when he finally gets it. his pulse quickens, but he disguises whatever his face might show by raising his glass for another drink. he should probably feel ashamed at having been so obvious, showing up to thor's performances more often than he should, but he's not. )
All those women throwing themselves at you, and you still take care to find me in the crowd.
( it's an observation, but there's a question in there, too. that question is: why? )
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and it's not like he's holding his breath while he waits for thor's answer, but something does loosen inside his chest when he finally gets it. his pulse quickens, but he disguises whatever his face might show by raising his glass for another drink. he should probably feel ashamed at having been so obvious, showing up to thor's performances more often than he should, but he's not. )
All those women throwing themselves at you, and you still take care to find me in the crowd.
( it's an observation, but there's a question in there, too. that question is: why? )