Happy New Year! (Fandral x reader one-shot)

A/N – You are Aesir, and you are Sif’s friend or sister, choose one, it does not really matter. She’s just the only girl there, so yeah, you need to be somehow related to her. Oh, and your age is... I dunno, you’re all teenagers/young adults, something like this. And you’re a lil’ bit younger than the rest.

- (Yyyyy/nnnn), we’re gonna be late!

- It’s not like they are gonna leave without us you know... Especially Thor, I’m perfectly sure he’s not gonna leave without you!

Sif blushed slightly, and punched you in the arm.

- Just as Fandral won’t go without you, huh?

This time it was you who blushed. Of course she’d bring up Fandral, she knew you liked him, and you maaaaay have had a little crush on him too. But he didn’t seem interested in you at all, so?

- Why wouldn’t he? I am not of an importance to him – you pulled one of her locks, gently adding it to one of the braids. You were both preparing for a special day, and Sif asked you to do her hair, since she didn’t know much about it – you fortunately did. And, next strand.

- You’re not? Of course you are. Did you not notice how he looks at you?

- What is the meaning of a few looks? I’m looking at you right now. I look at Thor, Loki, and pretty much everyone here, why would it mean I’m fond of you all?

- No, you do not understand, (Y/n). He does not simply look at you, he LOOKS!

- What does he now? – you shake your head, with annoyed expression – come on Sif, stop talking stupid.

- You sound like you were my mother now.

- Do I?

You pull the last strand of Sif’s hair, and slowly add a little hair clip on it, hoping it will look good enough. Just smooth it a little with your hands... And here... And done!

- Here, your hair is ready. We can go now.

- We were in a middle of an argument!

- No, we weren’t. And if I recall correctly, you’re the one here that insisted on hurrying?

- Yeah, yeah, we’ll talk about it later. He DOES like you.

- Just knock it off, you have your Thor so you want me to have someone too, that would make you feel better, wouldn’t it? That’s the only reason you insist so much on Fandral liking me!

- First, I don’t ‘have’ Thor! We’re not even together, and second...

- But you will be, maybe even tonight?

- Don’t interrupt me, I wanted to say, that you got it all wrong! I’m not telling you this to feel better, it just IS like that. I ensure you I’m sincere.

- And I ensure you I don’t believe – you look irritated in the mirror, where you can see Sif’s image looking at you with retreat on her face – we were in a hurry, Sif – you say bitterly.

- True, let’s go – Sif takes your hand, and pulls you with her to outside the door – and stop this frowning, you’re not being angry today. If you want you can insult me tomorrow a bit, but now we’re having fun, understood?

- Ugh... Fine. Let’s go find the boys – you agree, deciding not to think about all that and just enjoy your time with all the guys. It’s a special day after all.

You walk in silence, well, at least until the murderous floor decides to attempt on your life and make you fall. Or almost fall, considering the fact you meet someone’s chest on your way down.

Not someone, Fandral. Yeah.

He chuckles lightly, taking your hand in his, as he helps you to catch your balance. Where did he even come from, he wasn’t there just a moment ago...?

- See, Thor? I told you beautiful girls literaly throw themselves at me all the time – he said that to Thor (which was actually standing next to him, what did they do, teleport or what?), but he was looking straight in your eyes. And you couldn’t help but blush, at the way he said ‘beautiful’, with that characteristic smirk.

- Sorry... The floor doesn’t seem to like me.

- Or maybe it’s just that you seem to like me?

- Of course. I was just so eager to see you that I tried to knock you down for a ‘hi’...

- Certainly.

- Ekhm! – it was Sif’s voice, and you almost jumped, sudenly reminded of hers and Thor’s presence. Fandral just smirked, and you noticed he still didn’t let go of your hand.

- I hate to interrupt you two, but we still need to find Volstagg and Hogun, and hurry up, cause the time won’t wait!

- They should be waiting for us there... Wait, isn’t Loki coming too? He’s not here, and you didn’t mention him? – you couldn’t help but notice that there was a lack of Thor’s brother.

- He does not feel well, lady (Y/n) – Thor explained plainly, looking worried for a moment. Well, if Loki didn’t want to go, it’s his own concern, not yours. He was always just ruining the fun anyways, kept complaining and making Thor worried. Better that he stayed.

- Oh. I’m sorry.

- Are we going or not? – Sif insisted. You nodded at her, and followed, leaving Thor and Fandral behind.

- See? Told you he totally letches over you.

- If you put it that way he letches over every girl.

- Sure, sure, if you want – Sif looked at you amused – ten coins he’s gonna kiss you tonight.

- What?! Of course he’s not.

- So? Bet?

- Bet – you shaked your head annoyed, well, at least you’ll be reacher.

You didn’t even see when did you reach the stabling, but apparently you did. And yes, Hogun and Volstagg were waiting for you there. You looked at Thor, suddenly unsure.

- Thor? Are you sure he’s gonna let us?

- Of course! We wouldn’t be here otherwise.

You attempted to take your mare’s bridle, but Fandral suddenly caught your hand.

- No, no, we don’t need so many horses with us. You’re going with me.

- What? And why can’t it be me on my horse, and you with me?

- It can, but do you want it really?

- What? – that question made you utterly confused, why would you not prefer...?

- Anyway! Come – that somehow ended the discusion. Triumphant smile on Sif’s face that you caught in the corner of your eye did not really help.

You just huffed annoyed when Fandral lifted you and sit you on his horse, but did not really resist. You were somehow ok with him practically holding you while riding, so...

When you arrived at the Bifrost, Heimdal was already waiting. Of course he knew you’d come. You looked worried at Thor, jumping off Fandral’s horse, still unsure if he’d let you go, but full of hope. Thor wasn’t exactly the one to have a way with words, but he’s a prince, he’ll convince him, right?

Of course he did. You were not sure what did he say, but Heimdal let you into the Bifrost’s hall, and gestured towards the slot, taking place in the middle of the hall, on his platform.

Fandral being the one standing the closest to you, earned an excited giggle and a grip of your hand on his. You actually realised that it was HIM who got your sudden attention, but were to excited to care, it was to be your first time on Midgard, who wouldn’t be excited? Thor, Sif, and the others already visited there, but this time they decided to take you with them, you were too young before, but now... And they said it would be special! What special day was today on Midgard you had no idea, and they all refused to tell you, but it really did have to be special. Even Hogun looked excited! You look at your companion eagerly, and he looks at you half amused with your behaviour, and half excited himself.

The rush of a rainbow light surrounding you is surprisingly strong and disorientating, and even if you traveled by the Bifrost before, you were most certainly not used to, as it was just a few times with you being so young. You subconsiously clung onto Fandral’s arm, struggling to stay on your legs while landing – furtunately he manages to hold you strongly enough. If your mind wasn’t busy trying to notice everything, you would probably notice how intimate the situation was – but luckily you did not.

- Wow! Is this how Midgard looks like?! – you exclaim happily, looking at all those strange buildings surrounding you.

- You didn’t see the best yet! – Vostagg ensured you with a smile.

You followed your companions, in the direction they were going, looking around with fascination. Some part of your mind noticed that you were still holding Fandrals arm, but marked it as not important right now, as he wasn’t complaining.

You noticed that there were more and more people around you, the more the further you went. And suddenly, when you could easyly call it a crowd, the strange thing appeared. It was far, far away from you, but it was definitely big. Big and colorfull. And all those people seeemed to flock around it. It looked like some kind of a... Stage. Yes, the stage. But it looked so oddly... And those people on it didn’t seem like playing. And all that strange stuff, and those things that music and voicec came from them, and...

- What is that?! – you ask in astonishment, looking from one of your companions to another.

- That, my dear – it was Fandral – is midgardian New Year’s celebration.

- Woah? You took me here for a New Year’s celebration? That is this special day? – you look happily at him. You weren’t actually sure how did Midgardian callendar work, but in Asgard no one actually payed attention to the years passing, so the idea was... Foreign. And awesome!

- Yup! But you still didn’t see the best! – he answered with a smile.

You looked around, a bit puzzled. Volstagg was already off to something that looked as a food stand, Hogun was just standing near, smiling, and Thor and Sif were... Well let’s not mention them, agreed? But there was nothing else that would catch your attention.

- What do you mean?

- You’ll see! Do you hear the voice from those boxes?

- I do...

- Listen to them. It’s a commentary, and now there’s a countdown. You hear it?

- Yes?

- Just wait and pay attention.

- 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 0... HAPPY NEW YEAR!

And that was all the crowd needed to go crazy. People screaming, jumping, clapping, laughing, basically anything that contained movement and making sounds. But no, that was not the thing Fandral was talking about.

- Fandral! – you squeak – The sky exploded! – you look at him laughing, what was this thing? Never in your entire life have you seen something like this.

- Those are fireworks! That’s how midgardians celebrate New Year! – he explained, looking at your full of awe face.

It didn’t take long for you to join all those mortals around you in jumping and laughing.

And you didn’t even notice when did you land in Fandral’s arms. And when did your lips meet... Screw it! Of course you kissed him back.

A little voice in your head whispered something like ‘you just lost your mooneeeey’ but it wasn’t important.

It really wasn’t.

Happy New Year!