Steve reached across and rested his hand over Thor’s, squeezing gently. “He was right then,” he said softly. “I’m glad you came back to me and that we figured out everything between us. There’s no place else I’d rather be now than with you. You’re everything to me, Thor. More important than anything else in my life.”
Thor looked at Steve and gave a soft smile, pausing to lean over and kiss him. “My brother knew me very well. He had over a thousand years to learn, after all.” He replied, nodding a little. “When I lost my people, I had very little hope. I only wanted to be home with you and let you meet them all. Losing Heimdall cut my chances of getting home to near nothing, he was the main reason I could travel between worlds. Losing Loki…” His voice went quiet again for a moment, turning his hand to lace their fingers. “It was all I had left of home, and all I wanted was wake up next to you and it all be a dream. But I knew Thanos was coming for earth, for you and the others and that rage at losing the one person I had left that I truly loved…it got me through long enough to get my axe, to get that hope back. I knew if I had anything left to fight for, it was you.” He turned to face Steve fully. “I know human customs are slightly strange to me, still. But I want to ask you to marry me, Steven. All I am is yours, and only you could call me home. I want that to be official.”
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