Steve [ @lostshieldandhammer ]

Steve wasn’t sleeping much. Nightmares were keeping him awake, but what Thor was going through was so much worse. Steve put all his energy into keeping the other grounded through it all. Tonight was one of those nights. The storms outside were raging and Steve went in search of his lover, finding him on a cliff overlooking the water. “Thor…” he called gently, watching as the sparks of lightening slid along the king’s body. He reached out and put a hand on the other’s back. “Thor, come back to me,” he whispered softly.

Thor didn’t necessarily lose control when his nightmares and visions were bad and he couldn’t bring himself to sleep. The power that coursed through him, changing the very weather as a shimmering charge encircled him, was a subconscious protection. In recent days it had come to light that the only safe from the effect of the charge was Steve, further proving their bond as soulmates. So when there was suddenly a warm hand low on his back and a calm voice calling his name, white eyes flickered and faded to their natural blue, tuening to look at the other blonde. “Steven…” He paused, realizing a moment later that they were outside, and he reached to run a hand through Steve’s hair. “Thank you, my love.”