#thorenlance

Since they had the place to themselves, Everett had come to Thor’s with a banana and chocolate pie and a bouquet of roses. “Honey, I’m home,” he called out with a grin on his face, his heart beating a little quicker. He had been planning this night for the past couple of weeks, and he tried hard not to tell Thor what he had been dying to tell him. Finding his boyfriend in the living room, Everett presented the flowers and pie. “Thought I’d get you a little something special.” 

“I think this piece was supposed to go here,” Everett said, holding one of the poles to the tent they were setting up. They were setting up (or trying to, anyway) on the campgrounds somewhere in the more wooded area of Crownsville, as they were celebrating Gray’s birthday. “Don’t laugh at me, alright?” he said with a fond smile on his face. “I exercise, I don’t camp.” 

Wednesday night, Everett was over at Thor’s for movie night with him and Grayson, as promised. He was still trying to deal with Thor not returning his feelings, but he had convinced himself that being friends with the other man was better than having no relationship at all. As they were waiting for the pizza to arrive, the three of them were sitting on the couch. Everett and Thoren sitting on either side of Gray, laughing along to the movie playing. Readjusting himself, Everett stretched out his arms and rested one of them over the top of the couch with a soft sigh. He was trying his best not to keep glancing over at the other man, but he still felt as if there was some kind of weird tension between them. 

Everett couldn’t help but smile over at Thor as they stepped inside the building, the both of them wearing 80s-style crop tops and booty shorts. Thor definitely looked good in his own outfit, his eyes constantly going over to his ass. “Sorry, can’t help myself,” he whispered as he leaned over to the other, reaching a hand out to slowly lace his fingers with Thor’s, hopeful that he wouldn’t mind when in a such public place. 

Everett had just finished his morning run with Thoren, the two coming back to Thor’s place. He was catching his breath, doing his post-jog stretches as his eyes kept glancing over to the other man, whose skin was gleaming with sweat. Ever since their makeout session a few weeks ago, they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. Everett loved spending so much time with Thor, his heart fluttering and stomach filled with butterflies. He couldn’t help but wrap his arms around Thor’s hips from behind, pulling their shirtless torsos together. “Y’know, Gray still isn’t home,” Everett whispered, placing a couple of kisses along the back of the man’s neck. “We have the house to ourselves. We could...” Letting his words trail off, he nipped at a spot right behind Thor’s ear.