Thorbruce Advent Calendar..

3. Lights.

“Honey, just because Tony went all out on the lights doesn’t mean you have to get into another one of your pissing contests. You don’t have to try to outdo him, our house isn’t big enough for all these lights!”

His boyfriend was currently on the roof wrestling with a light up Santa-and-reindeer set that you set up on your roof. The reindeer weren’t co-operating.

“You’re going to fall.” Bruce said crossing his arms, he wasn’t sure if he was more worried or annoyed at this point.

“You got to do the inside of the house, let me do this,” Thor called out warmly while wrestling a light-up Rudolph into position. “And also, I can fly so I’ll be fi-“ as if on cue, Thor stepped backwards, and a string of lights wrapped around his ankle. Spooked, he jumped to leap off the roof but he was caught and ended up stumbling awkwardly, landing in a heap with a groan next to Bruce on the ground, his leg still caught in the lights looped around his leg like a bear trap, he’d managed to topple several of the reindeer on the roof while he was at it as well.

“Oh my god!  Honey are you okay?” Bruce leaned down, untangled the lights, and tenderly turned his boyfriend on his back. Thor looked stunned but Bruce couldn’t see any serious signs of injury. Thor had fallen way further before than a two-story house.

Thor coughed, and snow fell from his beard. He looked at Bruce with his clear blue eyes and sighed. “You can’t tell Tony about this.”

Bruce smiled, both relieved his boyfriend was okay, and frustrated that he hadn’t listened in the first place.

“Come inside, I’ll fix you up. Then maybe you can help me put the star on top of the tree because I’m too short.

Inside their modest home Bruce had created such a warm, bright, and homely feeling with his decorating skills. He liked shopping at vintage stores for ornaments and house decorations. He got their stockings from a woman in New Asgard who hand sowed them.

Sitting on the table, in front of a fresh tree covered in beautiful rustic ornaments, was a glass blown golden star.

2. Secret Santa

“Okay it’s Scott’s turn!” Clint yelled across the room, pointing at the Ant-Man with a giddy joy that had filled the room. Secret Santa had proven to be a huge hit amongst the Avengers and had done a great job of including and making their newer members feel welcome.

So far they had opened new parts for uniforms, thoughtful homemade gifts, and some fancy gadgets made by some of the my technically advanced avengers.

“Oooh goody goody goody!” Scott made grabby hands like a child and ripped open his paper in the same manner, making the group snicker.

When he opened the box the gift was in and pulled the gift out he sighed. It was a child’s onesie, for about a six year old, a fluffy version of his own suit, complete with feet and a but flap.

“Okay who’s the wiseass??” Scott asked waving the offensive garment around wildly.

Tony, who had been dead silent up until now, burst into rapturous laughter that filled the room.

Scott put the onesie back in the box.

“Okay , okay wait and listen! It’s actually really neat, it’s made of a new kind of nano fibre that will grow and shrink based on the wearer’s size. I just thought you’d like something comfortable to wear should you ever get really stuck again like that one time. I actually made it adult size and made Morgan wear it to shrink it.” He snickered again.

After hearing the explanation Scott, ever the good sport, picked up the onesie and looked at it thoughtfully, turning over the fabric and rubbing it against his face “It’s soft!” He looked at it again, “And the but flap?”

Tony shrugged, “Easy access?”

“Okay Who’s next?” Steven asked, stirring his tea with his newly owned mittens knitted by one of the other avengers.

“Thor!” Clint called again.

“Jesus,” Carol covered her ears sitting next to him, “You are cut off from eggnog!”

“Noooo”

Thor was passed his gift and shook it.

Bruce winced, knowing he really shouldn’t do that, being Thor’s secret Santa.

Thor opened the paper and the box with surprising care. There was tissue paper inside and when he pulled it out his eyes widened.

He carefully, like he was holding a child, lifted an elegant, finely carved glass pint mug. There were leaves and vines and fine flowers. He turned it so carefully to inspect every detail under the light.

There were two in there, Bruce knew. He’d been visiting Thor’s house more and more as they’d started dating, which hadn’t been long, but he noticed Thor was low on mugs when they wanted to share a beer or even a hot chocolate on colder nights.

“This looks just like…”

“Asgardian glass…” Bruce said in a small voice. When he first got his boyfriend for Secret Santa he freaked out. He was already planning on getting him something, and they had shared private gifts Christmas morning, but he felt a pressure to get him something good for SS.

“I ordered them from New Asgard. There’s a glass worker there who knows Valkyrie, who is making old glass Asgardian glassware. I thought… I don’t know.’”

Thor turned on the couch, where they were already pressed together, and gave Bruce a tight hug , and then kissed him clumsily.

“They’re beautiful.”

“You can’t smash these ones against the floor.” Bruce said lamely, seeing a lot of the others in the room smiling at them, Scott might have even been tearing up a little bit.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

1. Santa

“I still can’t believe this is one of your traditions,” Thor said, stepping into the big red pants that went with the coat he was wearing. Bruce was looking at him with fond amusement as Thor tried to put together a costume based on a tradition he’d never seen before.

The extra pounds he gained after the snap, and the long blonde beard, made him the Avenger’s first choice for Santa this year.

“I can’t do it,” Tony had argued when he asked Thor to play Santa for Morgan, “She’d know it was me.”

“How?” Thor asked.

“She’s a Stark, she can’t be so easily fooled.”

“So instead”, Bruce said, “You’ll use her uncle, who she sees regularly anyway, and has his own beard. A Santa hat isn’t a superhero mask, really.”

“Don’t overthink it,” Tony had waved them off.

So Thor was putting on the suit, and Bruce had to admit, it seemed to be a perfect fit for Thor, who these days was pretty jolly and when he smiled while wearing the suit Bruce saw the illusion.

“You look so good babe!” Bruce grinned and hugged his boyfriend, who hugged him back immediately, even lifting Bruce off the ground a little bit.

“So tell me more about Santa, I mean is his deal really breaking into peoples houses?” Thor asked with a curious face.

“Well sure, if you overthink it like that it’s going to sound bad.”

They were then on their way to Tony’s house with a sack filled with presents for Morgan.

“It’s more about the magic. Letting kids believe in things like that, you wait until you see the look on Morgan’s face when she sees you.”

“I do like the idea of reindeer flying a giant sled through the sky…” Thor allowed.

“There you go!”

When they arrived at the Stark’s cabin Thor looked at Bruce one more time nervously. Bruce tiptoed himself up to give the taller man a kiss of comfort and Thor blushed and smiled.

Knocking on the door Bruce went in first, and when everyone was gathered in the living room Thor took a deep breath, and knocked.

There was some murmuring, and footsteps before the door was opened by Morgan.

“Santa!” the beaming smile on her face filled Thor’s heart to the brim.

Morgan hugged Thor’s legs and the big man had to carefully lean down to gently hug the child back.

“Ha ha ho!” Thor said.

“It’s ‘ho ho ho,” Tony hissed and Thor saw Bruce hide a smile with his hand.

“Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas Morgan!”

The look on Morgan’s face could have melted all the cold hearts in the world, “You know my name?”

Thor panicked but quickly bounced back, “Of course I do, you’re at the top of my nice list, and Santa has brought some presents for you!”

When the night was over, and Thor had been thoroughly hugged and quizzed about the North Pole, Morgan went to bed and Thor could relax.

“Great job Thor,” Tony said earnestly, “And thank you, she really loved seeing Santa today.” Tony patted the taller man on the shoulder and Bruce immediately moved over to hug his boyfriend.

Hi everyone! My name is Noah and I’m a writer from Melbourne Australia. I’ve decided that this year, for the whole month of December, I’m going to either write a ficlet or a longer fic every day for the month of December starting tomorrow, 5th of December AEST.