Thor struck up a relationship with you; the newest Avenger, a couple months ago.

He's incredibly enchanted by you.

That being said, he doesn't get your little pet names.

Snookums was weird, snugglebear was worse, honey was... Actually kinda sweet, and baby...

That one was new.

And offensive.

You've just called him that for the first time now, while cuddling on the couch and talking.

He immediately looked offended, pulling back from where he'd been draped across your lap, head on your chest.

"What's wrong?"

You ask, brows furrowed.

You seem slightly amused, which only adds insult to injury.

Thor frowns, sitting up and crossing his arms in mild outrage. He huffs softly, still clearly bristling.

"'What's wrong?' 'What's wrong'? My love, You've just called me an infant!"