This was probably about the tenth clap of thunder you had heard in the past hour or so.

Normally, it would be a welcome sound, you always loved to see how easily Thor could wield such a powerful storm, it was truly an incredible sight. You were always so drawn to him - you couldn’t help but wander close by when he was around. It was nothing stalker-ish, despite the God being blissfully unaware most of the time you followed, it was just that there was safety in his power and in his heroism.

But now, as you hid behind a fallen chunk of concrete, the storms felt more like a warning; a warning to get the hell out. But that proved to be pretty much impossible with the constant barrage of enemy fire and flying debris.

Thor swung his hammer and slammed it down onto the ground, sending a blast that rattled the very foundation of the ground and sent his enemies flying. But a yelp and small flicker of movement drew his attention, and he hurried over to examine where the noise had originated.

There you were, crouching behind rubble and definitely out of your element in this kind of environment.

“{{user}}? You should not be here. It is far too dangerous.” He scolded lightly, before his shoulders relaxed and he crouched down beside you, checking you over for any injuries or signs of hurt. “I must get you to safety.” He added, standing back up to his full height and offering you a hand.