ThorBruce fic! Mostly fluff, maybe a little angst.
Summary: Thor throws Bruce an actual birthday party!
⚠️Slight TW for mentions of child abuse (barely tho but just in case)⚠️
“What’s that?”
Bruce looked over to where Thor was pointing. In a neighbors yard, he could see a bounce house, children running and about five boxes of pizza.
“Oh, it’s a birthday party.”
The scientist continued walking, unaware that his boyfriend was still watching.
“Thor,” asked a puzzled Bruce once he noticed that Thor’s hand wasn’t in his, “what’s up?”
“I’ve never seen a birthday party like that,” beamed the god. “Is that what they do here on Midgard?”
“Oh, yeah; you’ve seriously never seen one?”
“Well, I’ve had birthday parties back on Asgard, but they were never like this!”
“What were they like?”
“A bit more formal.”
“Ah; yeah here it’s just kinda a fun, casual day.”
“Did you ever have a birthday party,” asked Thor once they started walking again.
“Hmm? Oh, not really.”
“How come?”
Bruce tensed up a little when Thor asked him that. The god instantly remembered the reason and tried to change the subject.
“Anything interesting happen at work lately?”
“Umm, not really.”
The scientist tried to had the sadness in his voice, but it wasn’t really working. Still, Thor tried to cheer him up.
“One time on Asgard, Fandral and I were hunting and we thought we saw a bear! But guess what? It wasn’t! It was just a really hairy man!”
Bruce tried his best to give a genuine laugh, but he felt like he just couldn’t. Guilt washed over Thor as he watched his boyfriend put on a fake smile.
“Bruce,” he started, once they reached the crosswalk, “I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to bring...that...up. I should’ve realized. I’m really sorry.”
“It’s not your fault,” Bruce assured him sorrowfully. “You didn’t know.”
“Hey, your birthday is in a week. I’m gonna make sure you have the best birthday of your life.”
“You don’t have to do that,” chuckled the scientist sadly. Thor places a gentle and caring hand to the mans cheek before speaking again.
“I know. But I want to. You deserve it. Bruce, you deserve the world. I love you.”
“...Thanks, Thor, but you don’t need to waste your time to celebrate just another day.”
“But it’s your birthday!”
“Birthdays happen everyday; why waste your time on mine? It’s fine, I just wanna...can we maybe head home now?”
Thor scanned the shorter mans anxious and sad face before nodding and taking his hand.
“I love you, Bruce.”
“I love you too, Thor.”
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“Stark!”
Tony jumped at the sound of Thor’s booming voice.
“Jesus- I told you not to do that.”
“Many apologies; I need your help with something!”
“What’s up?”
The mechanic turned away from his work to see Thor standing a few feet away, notebook and pen in hand.
“...Is this an interview?”
“No, I just need to ask you a few questions.”
“That’s an interview, big guy.”
“Oh.”
“...So what do you need to know?”
“Do you know what Bruce might want for his birthday?”
Tony smirked before turning back to his work.
“He’s your boyfriend, Pointbreak. I hoped you’d know what he liked.”
“Oh, I do! I just didn’t know if he maybe told you anything that he wouldn’t mention to me, cause you’re bestrfriends and all.”
“He wants a ring on his finger,” mumbled Tony jokingly.
“Hmm?”
“Nothing; he never really mentioned anything. Maybe Nat would know? They’re real close.”
Thor thought for a minute before giving the mechanic a smile.
“Thank you, Anthony! Enjoy your work!”
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“So you want us to help you come up with ideas for a gift for Bruce?”
“If you wouldn’t mind!”
Clint and Nat looked at each other before shrugging and turning back to Thor.
“Sure,” said Clint. “What were you thinking of?”
“Well, I’m not quite sure; that’s why I came to you guys!”
“Well,” started Natasha, taking the book and pen from Thor’s hands and drawing out columns, “let’s start by making a list of gifts that are “go” and “definitely not.””
“Good idea!”
“What’s some stuff he likes?”
“Well,” beamed the god, “he really likes The Office! He also really likes yoga and reading! Oh, and animals! And science, obviously! There’s also space, Disney, Broadway, the color purple, that one movie with the five kids in detention, flowers, the little house plants that Stephen has a lot of, old books, baking-“
“Let’s start with The Office.”
“Ok!”
“You could get him some merch, like a mug or hat.”
“That’s actually a good idea,” added Clint, taking the notebook and writing something down.
“And for yoga and reading,” said Nat, “you cold get him some books and a yoga mat.”
“That could work!”
“Any other ideas?”
“Well, Tony said something about a ring.”
“I-“
“Does Bruce like children, Thor?”
Nat slapped the man up the back of the head before turning back to Thor.
“You could get him a promise ring.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s a ring couples get each other sometimes, kinda like to show the other that they love them.”
“I like that idea!”
“So you think you’re gonna settle with that?”
“Yes! Thank you, Natasha! Thank you, Barton!”
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“You want me to help you bake a cake?”
“If you will.”
Loki thought for a minute before looking up at his brother from his spot in the couch.
“If I give you the instructions, would I still have to help you?”
“No, I’m pretty sure I could handle it from there!”
“...Alright. Give me a piece of paper and a pen.”
Thor handed Loki his notebook. The other god looked down at the writting in confusion.
“Why do you need a mug, a mat, a book, a ring and children?”
“I don’t need children, Barton wrote that.”
“...What is this for?”
“Bruce’s birthday is soon!”
“Wait, you want ME to help YOU make a birthday cake?”
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“Thor, I’m a trickster. You really trust me to help you make a cake for your boyfriend?”
“Why wouldn’t I? You’re my brother!”
“...Trickster g- never mind. Just give me a pen.”
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“Good morning, love.”
Bruce smiled as Thor pressed a kiss to his curls.
“Morning, Thor.”
“Happy birthday!”
“...That’s today?”
“Yes, silly!”
“Oh.”
“Here, let’s go to the living room; I have something I think you’ll like.”
Thor led his still sleepy boyfriend into their living room, covering his eyes as to not spoil the surprise. Once they reached the couch and sat down, Thor began to speak.
“Before I remove my hands, I need you to close your eyes. Now, I know you said I didn’t have to do anything for you today, but...that didn’t feel right. Over the week I had help from our friends to find something I’d think you’d like, and I came up with this. Ok, I’m removing my hands now, but PLEASE keep your eyes shut.”
Bruce nodded and closed his eyes as Thor’s gentle hands left his face. He heard the god walk away and quickly come back, standing between him and the coffee table.
“Open your eyes, love.”
The scientist slowly opened his eyes to see Thor holding a bunch of gifts. He couldn’t help but gasp a little at the action and let a small smile spread across his lips.
“You...you got this for me?”
“Of course! Would you like to see what I got?”
“Y-yes!”
Thor handed him one gift, which was wrapped tightly in paper. Bruce tore open the wrapping and admired his new books.
“Oh my god! Thor, thank you!”
“Would you like to see the other gifts?”
“Duh! You got more?”
“Of course! Here, I think you’ll like this one!”
The god handed the shorter man a bag, still balancing all the other stuff in his large arms. Bruce removed the tissue paper and pulled out a “worlds best boss” mug. What really made him smile though was the fact that Thor has crossed out “boss” and wrote “boyfriend.”
“Oh my god...”
“Do you like it?”
“Yes,” smiled Bruce, I little chocked up. “I love it.”
After the mug came a new yoga mat, a purple hoodie, a few succulents, a Disney movie collection, a Breakfast Club T-shirt, and a pack of glow-in-the-dark stars. Bruce was smiling wider than ever as Thor finally took a seat next to him.
“Thank you so much, Thor! I’m literally about to cry, I don’t deserve you.”
“You deserve the universe, Bruce...and there’s one more gift.”
Bruce shook his head with a laugh as he looked at his already many gifts. When he turned back to meet Thor’s eyes, the god was holding a small box.
“...What’s that?”
“It’s a promise ring,” smiled Thor as he opened the box. “Natasha told me that here on Midgard, couples get this for each other to show that they love each other. And I love you, Bruce. I love you more than anything.”
The scientist stared down at the small silver ring that his boyfriend held before looking back up with tears in his eyes.
“...Thank you, Thor. I-I love you, too. Oh god, I-“
Bruce wrapped Thor in a hug, resting his chin on his shoulder. The god placed a hand on the back of the scientist’s head and held him close.
“I love you so much, Bruce.”
“I love you too, Thor. Thank you so, so much. This is the best birthday ever.”
“It’s still not over. Also, there’s cake in the fridge.”
Bruce let out a small, genuine laugh before closing his eyes and melting into Thor’s hug.
