Thor Fucks Up - Tumblr Posts
"I'm sorry. "
He whispers it into your hair, his gentle embrace holding you snuggly in his lap. Your head is buried in his shoulder as you cling to him. You feel small and vulnerable in this position. It wouldn't take much for him to crush your curled form like this. But you have never trusted anyone more to be gentle and keep you safe.
"I didn't know...." he trails off before trying again " I won't let it happen again. I never wanted to make you cry. Never." The last part is murmured into your neck as he squeezes you slightly closer.
You fight back more tears as you recall his careless words berating your family tradition. His ignorance was only a small part of the sins he committed with such ease. Insulting your culture and your people, as if he had forgotten they were yours. Apparently he actually had forgotten. It took several days for you both to realize exactly what had happened. And another 37 hours for him to track you down and try to apologize.
You had screamed yourself hoarse just throwing his insults back in his face. You pounded on his chest, tears rolling down your cheeks as you wailed the dispear of a home completely lost, horrible memories drug back to the surface by this whole experience. He stood there and took it all silently, slowly enveloping you in his embrace until you had exhausted your anger and trembled with the leftover grief. A grief that never seems to go away. In the wake of your drying tears, clarity reveals to you the undeniable fact that he shares this grief too. He knows this pain, and you wept again in empathy. Silently shaking in his arms as he picked you up and sat you in his lap.
That is where you find yourself now. Trying to find the words. To tell him you forgive him, accept his promises, that you will hold him to those promises. But it feels like you lost your voice to your anger and grief. So you burrow further into his hold and press a hand against his heart. He moves one of this massive paws to lay atop yours, and presses a kiss into your hair.
"I'm so sorry. I love you."
It's said so softly. His voice small and broken sounding. Like he's afraid you won't accept it anymore. How could you ever reject his love? It had never crossed your mind, even when you were screaming in his face, you never considered telling him to leave. You would always love him, forever. But your voice was still missing, so you simply turned your head up and kissed him with all your heart. Jagged edges and everything. You could never truly hate him, and you never wanted to.