Welcome to hell w/ Chernya---vdova
The air was still in the apartment. Heavy boots surprisingly light this time. Thor smiled as he toed them off, slipping a leather glove over his golden hand. It wouldn't do to make the child cry when he was trying to use her.
Thor's steps were light as he went up. He pressed his hand to her door as he slowly opened it, vibrations being muffled from the pressure of his hand. He stepped in, ignoring the figure in the bed, instead coming to gently pick up Irina.
"Mmm, daddy has you sweet one," He said, lifting her to his chest as he pressed a gentle kiss to the newborn's forehead. he gently stroked her cheek with the back of one of his fingers.















