Send “You should be scared of me.” for my muse’s reaction

Thor glanced up at the omega he had stolen from HYDRA, gently raising a hand to brush back those long brown locks, tucking them behind the Winter Soldier’s ear. “Why should I? Are you going to attack me?”

A soft smile played on Thor’s lips, patient and warm. He didn’t fear the man at all, even if he was an assassin with enhanced abilities. Thor had the confidence that he was stronger. But he also gambled that the omega liked him enough not to assault him abruptly for no good reason.