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The vibes of the playoffs are something else. It’s been intense and you know that everything is on the line. Every game counts, every goal counts and in order to move to the second round of the cup playoffs they have to win.
You didn’t think you’d feel so much pressure. Loki scores his first goal after coming back and you can’t help but cheer along with the crowd.
Carl glares at you. He hasn’t tried to talk to you since the state hockey tourney but even meeting eyes with him was enough to make you want to scream. What did you ever see in him?
Asgard is on a power play when Thor has the puck and is racing toward the goal. Skurge comes out of nowhere and slams into him, the sound of Thor’s body hitting the boards almost makes you sick. He hits the ice and doesn’t move. You grab your bag before they even blow the whistle, which doesn’t take long since it was an illegal hit from behind and you slide out onto the ice. Loki skates over and grabs your hands so he can skate you over to Thor sliding your feet across the ice.
“Thor?”
“I’m okay. I’m okay. It only hurts when I breathe.” He says with a humorless laugh.
“I’m worried about your ribs.” You tell him and he groans softly, “Can you get up?”
“I think so.” Loki reaches down for Thor, you know you’d never be able to get him on your own, then helps hoist his older brother to his feet. “Fuck.” He groans and it breaks your heart. You follow Thor, Loki and Hogunn off the ice and then gesture Thor back to the locker room. He goes with a sigh but then winces from the pain, this isn’t good. Carl could’ve done some serious damage and you’re pissed.
After you get back to the trainer’s space in the locker room you start pulling off Thor’s jersey.
“Kattunge,” he rumbles, “I’m going to be okay. I’ve taken hits worse than that.”
“It was a cheap fucking shot. I’m going to kill him.”
“Hey, down Kattunge, claws away.” Thor soothes pressing a kiss to your forehead. You don’t know how he isn’t livid about this.
“Why aren’t you pissed?”
“One of us needs to be calm.” He says gently and he’s right but you’re just so angry.
“You’re right. I’m sorry.”
“No need to be sorry, I like you fiery.” He purrs but when he leans down to kiss you you see him wince and you suddenly remember that he’s probably in a lot of pain.
“Shit, your ribs. Jersey off Odinson.” You tell him and he winces as he grabs the bottom.
“I might need help min kärlek.”
“I thought you might.” You help him ease the jersey off of him then peel off his pads and undershirt. God he’s so hot it makes you a little stupid, especially that tattoo that says Astrid over his heart. You make your exam as quick and painless as you can. You’re not positive but you don’t feel like any of his ribs are broken. Just a deep bruise so you fill him an ice bath then with a quick kiss you leave him there and head back to the bench.
The rest of the game goes well, Asgard squeaks out a win and none of the guys get injured. You’re waiting in the hallway, one foot propped against the wall when he comes out of the locker room.
“Didn’t see the golden boy after that little hit. Poor baby.” Carl says and one of his teammates snickers. You narrow your eyes at him.
“It was a cheap fucking shot Carl.” You snap, you know you shouldn’t rise to the bait but you can’t help it. You hate him.
“Just cuz Thor is a little bitch and can’t take a check isn’t my fault princess.”
“You’re a fucking asshole.” You sneer popping off the wall. “You had to cheap shot him because you knew that in a real fight, in a fair fight, you’ll lose every. Fucking. Time.” You’re almost toe to toe with him right now, you’re not even sure how you got here.
“He’s just got my sloppy seconds.”
“There’s nothing sloppy about me.”
“Does he like my used things?” Carl sneers and you laugh.
“Can’t call it used if you literally never made me finish. Had to do that myself. Now, with Thor,” you trail off with a little smirk, “that doesn’t seem to be a problem.” Carl’s teammate laughs again and this time Carl shoves him. “If you touch him like that again, I will take that hockey stick and shove it so far up your ass you never see it again.” A deep laugh comes from behind you and when you whip around you’re surprised to see Heimdall.
“Getting into trouble again I see Moxie.” He teases and you shrug.
“I don’t play around with the health and safety of my team.”
“And we don’t play around with your safety so why don’t you,” he turns his piercing gaze onto Carl, “fuck off.”
“What you fucking the whole team?” You take a step toward him, you’re not sure what you’re planning to do but he’s just so vile. A strong arm loops around your waist and pulls you back.
“He’s not worth it Moxie.” Heimdall says softly.
“What a wh-“
“I would not finish that sentence if you know what’s good for you.” Loki says with a voice so cold it’s like ice. “Not unless you want me to beat your ass, which I’ll gladly do.” He says with a slow dangerous smile. Carl’s teammate hits the back of his arm and jerks his head toward the exit. He leaves, smart man, as two other players come from the Asgard locker room.
“So, what are the chances we can keep this from Thor?”
“None.” Heimdall says, “we don’t keep secrets from the captain.”
“Damn it.” You murmur and Thor chuckles softly,
“Good answer Heimdall.” He rumbles before cocking an eyebrow at you. “Secrets min kärlek?”
“Just a little one.”
“She went toe to toe with Carl.” Heimdall says, “threatened to shove his hockey stick so far up his ass that he’d never see it again.”
“That’s a vision.” Loki says with a small shudder.
“I’m fine Kattunge.” He says but you just narrow your eyes at him. “Okay, fine I will be fine, I’m a little sore now.” He steps closer to you then murmurs, “Can I take you home so you can take care of me?” You nod looking up at him with wide eyes you like that tone of voice he just used, it sounds promising. You sigh softly then pick up your bag,
“Okay fine. Someone with some medical training should keep an eye on you tonight.”
“But that’s the only reason she’s going over.” Loki teases as the three of you start for the door.
“Yelena is home all alone tonight, poor thing.” You say mildly and Loki stays quiet for the rest of your walk back to your cars. You drove separately from Thor who walks you to your car.
“You’ll come over?” He asks quietly, tangling his fingers into your hair and you nod.
“Yea, I’ll come over.” You tell him and he kisses you softly.
“See you in a few.” He says with the little half smile you adore. You get into your car and he gently closes the door behind you. You’ll follow him home, keep an eye on those ribs and just relax for the night. Honestly, it sounds so wonderful.
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He’d discussed it with you, and his mom and Thor had finally come to the decision to allow Astrid do kids day if she wanted. He’d been hesitant to expose Astrid to the chaos of being the child of a well known athlete but you both had come to the realization that he couldn’t hide her forever. You’d talked to some of the moms and had been told that really, they and the kids were left alone. The only real issues were when the players were with them.
“Kanin, you can still change your mind.” Thor tells her lacing up her skates.
“No thanks Papa. I wanna go on the ice!” She says brightly and you see Thor’s shoulders drop. They look adorable in their matching Odinson jerseys, Astrid has her hair in a long braid and is beaming. Thor looks more concerned but also proud like only a Dad can.
“Moxie where’s your jersey?” Astrid asks blinking up at you.
“My jersey? I don’t have a jersey honey.”
“Yes you do. Papa got you one.”
“Only if you want to wear it.” Thor says taking a jersey with his name and number on it off of the bench next to Astrid. You know what this means. That it means you’re letting everyone know that you and Thor are dating. You won’t be able to hide that you love him anymore and before you know what you’re doing you’ve taken the jersey from his hand and slipped it on. When you look up at him you see want in his eyes, Thor takes your hand and pulls you gently toward him.
“You can’t take it back. They’ll all know.” He warns gently and you nod.
“I’m ready.” You know he’s just been waiting for you to give him the green light on going public. He presses a kiss to your lips and Astrid giggles.
“Papa! Let’s go!” She says giving both your hands a tug. You can’t help the small laugh that falls past your lips as you and Thor both obediently follow Astrid out of the locker room. Thor takes your hand as she runs down the hallway best she can in her skates. There aren’t many people here yet but Thor had wanted to get Astrid onto the ice beforehand. Thor towers over you in his skates,
“Kanin, wait for me.” He says as she lifts a foot to step onto the ice. Astrid looks over her shoulder at him and positively pouts. “Kanin.” He rumbles lowly but the pout doesn’t lessen. “Why the face?”
“I want to be first.”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t be first. You just need to wait so I can help you if you need it.” He’s so beautifully patient with her. “And I need to make sure Moxie doesn’t fall either.” You’d slipped one time, once, and now Thor is paranoid about you doing it again and has been more insistent about someone being near you when you go on the ice.
“Thor, just go. I’ll be out later.” You tell him with a squeeze of his hand, you’d specifically taken today off to help him wrangle Astrid.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m not wearing skates so it doesn’t make sense for me to come out now.” He presses a quick kiss to your lips then helps Astrid step carefully onto the ice.
You watch them skate around for a while, happily leaning on the edge of the boards at the bench.
“What the hell. Why are you wearing that?” Jane snaps from behind you. Did she really not know you were dating Thor?
“Thor gave it to me.”
“Why? It’s not very professional.” She says standing next to you.
“What?”
“Dressing like that.”
“Not that it’s any of your business but I took the day off.”
“Why are you wearing his number?” You blink at her, does she honestly not know? It’s not like you and Thor walk around making out or anything but you don’t really hide it either.
“Kattunge?” Tho calls and you glance up at him with a smile, “Astrid wants you to watch.” He says and she takes the tiny stick she has and maneuvers the puck down the rink toward you. She shoots the puck toward the wall and it hits with a soft thunk.
“Nice job A!”
“Papa said I’d score if the net was out here.”
“Oh for sure!” You agree with a smile.
“Papa?” Jane mutters looking from Thor to Astrid to you as he skates toward you.
“Ready to come on the ice?” Thor asks you with a grin and you roll your eyes at him.
“Yea alright.” You push open the boards and take his hand as you step onto the ice. While you’d have liked to dress up a bit more you’ve learned that anything but flat shoes on the ice is a bad choice. But the fact that they’re wedges with a flat bottom is something that Thor doesn’t need to know.
“Wait. Are you two dating? Is that why Hela moved you to the first line? Cuz you’re sleeping with him?”
“No, I moved her because she’s better than you.” Hela says as she struts up, “I came to see my favorite little Apa.” She says with a grin at Astrid.
“Moster!” Astrid cries with a wide smile. You love that they all use Swedish nicknames for one another.
“Hi Apa! Are you having fun?”
“Yea!”
“Just wait until the other kids get here.” She says with a grin. “Moxie, love the jersey.”
“Thank you.” Jane storms away Thor chuckles softly,
“Subtle Hela.”
“I didn’t lie, Moxie is better than Jane which is why I hired her.” This is high praise from Hela, a tough woman who does her shit well. Thor guides you along the ice with two gentle hands on your lower back, you don’t try to move, just let him slide you across the smooth surface.
The rest of the team start to show up, kids in tow, Holstagg has three kids, Heimdall has a teenaged son that you’ve met once before. It gets loud and chaotic then the fans start coming in.
The Asgard have a section that’s been closed off for the families, you sit with Astrid on your lap for most of the game, she cheers loudly for Thor and you get her a pretzel to share and a small ice cream before a win for Asgard. She’s almost zonked out in your arms when Thor comes out of the locker room.
“You did so good Papa.” She mutters and you grin up at him.
“Thank you Kanin.” He holds his arms open for her and you pass her to him,
“How was it watching from the crowd?”
“Less smelly, and actually we had really great seats to see the whole ice. I usually can’t see over the other guys so I watch the screen.”
“Oh, I didn’t even think of that.”
“I did miss feeling like I was part of the team though.” You tell him as he wiggles his elbow for you to slide your fingers into the crook of his arm.
Astrid sleeps the whole way home, you’d driven to Thor’s before the game with every intention of going home but when he looks at you with those blue eyes of his you find it hard to remember what your plan was.
“I’m glad you had fun.” Thor says as you join him in his bed.
“I did. Thank you for trusting Astrid with me.”
“Of course. She loves you as much as I do.”
“I love you both too.” You tell him and he wraps an arm around your waist sliding you closer to him. Thor kisses you softly, carding his fingers through your hair.
You fall asleep then, content in his arms.
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This is a series of one shots. If you have any suggestions or ideas for Thor and Moxie please let me know.
