Out the Window
CONTINUED FROM HERE.
undeadpoolman:
What happened to the window wasn’t his fault.
Okay, sure, he did try break-dancing in his way too small room. And he may or may not have kicked his legs out too far and busted his window open.
It was a happy accident, though. It lead to this glorious view of man… no, not man. Angel. Manly, bearded angel, bathed in sunlight, with a drill in his hand.
It was all Wade could do not to squeak when the man’s arm flexed. Biceps as thick as telephone pole. Beautiful. He’d never seen anything so beautiful.
It didn’t even register to him his room was on the third story, and the man was flying, until he descended back to the ground.
Wade followed, caught in a daze as the angel left.
“No, wait-“
He didn’t let a stupid thing like the window stop him. He woke out of his reverie mid-fall.
“OH SHIT-“
He heard the exclamation from above, and looked up.  With just enough time to spare, Thor jumped high so that he could meet the falling man in the air, and ease the momentum so he wouldn’t be injured landing in Thor’s arms.
“You should be more careful, my friend!  I can mend a window shutter but I am quite ill equipped to mend bones!”  He had not put the man down yet as he wanted to ensure that he had his wits about him, otherwise he might not be able to support his own weight.  “Are you fit to stand?”
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