❝ All I have ever wanted, my dearest Claire, is to make you happy... ❞

He can’t mean it. Her first thought echoed dark in her brain. He can’t mean it. People don’t want to make her happy. So he can’t mean it. But he does. She knows Thor, he wouldn’t lie about something like that. But he just can’t mean it.
Her heart pouded deep in her chest, cheeks flushed as she stared straight ahead. He wants to make her happy ( but he can’t mean it ) and she wants to let him ( but he can’t mean it ). Why won’t she say something. Say something, anything. ❜ I I want ❜ She can’t want this. Oh god, heaven above, she can’t want it; can’t want Thor.
❜ Please. ❜ Her tone is a whimper, a whisper in the air, a sound of a broken person. ❜ I want so bad to let you make me happy, but I no one has ever wanted to make me happy. No one has, I’ve had my heart broken so bad, please take care of it. ❜ She’s giving in. She has to. She wants this more than anything.
She just has to shut up that dark voice in her head, screaming at her that she’s worthless and useless and why would someone like Thor want to make her happy? Would want her in any form? She shakes her head, shut up, she cries, just let her be happy. ❜ I want to be happy. ❜
// @mjolnirchosen //
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