#thorfinn using constellations and loving stars has always been my headcanon

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The light of the night sky never seems to brighten the burdens within Thorfinn's heavy heart. The cool chill of winter nips at his sides and freezes over his soaked clothes. Each constellation holds a memory in his heart. Many nights while traveling to avenge his father, he learned the stars above to track his travels. Tonight the constellation of his father hangs overhead, Dain, the constellation he learned on his first night without his beloved father so long ago.

He imagines that his father is looking down on him from Valhalla. He imagines that one day he may be able to reach the stars just like his father and join him. To be immortal. Oh, such bittersweet memories denied to him by the monster who has made him.

A familiar set of boots is heard by Thorfinn, although he stays put in his sitting position. The man that he has begrudgingly sworn to protect makes the decision to sit next to him on the grassy knoll. Thorfinn shoots a glare half-heartedly at Canute, who isn't directly staring at him. His ocean blue eyes are trained on the stars that Thorfinn so admires.

An unbearably soft and comforting hand envelopes Thorfinn's own without him realizing it. He is about to shout and curse at Canute, only to find that he is unable to do so. A sickeningly sweet emotion rises within his chest. It is light and airy, like Freyr's winds, and as precious as Thor's hammer. Thorfinn objects to this weakness in his body, but it has only been growing since he first set his hazel eyes on the young prince.

"You are injured and freezing." Canute states in a tone that Thorfinn is unable to identify. It is loving, tender, and sweet, and it reminds him of how his mother used to speak to him. Only, it was somehow so much different.

"Why do you care, princess?" Thorfinn sneers weakly as he is suddenly more aware of everything going on around him. The gentle snores of the animals in the woods, the small distance between the two men's bodies, how quickly Thorfinn's heart is beating while awaiting Canute's response.

"Is there a reason I should not?" He inquires rhetorically as he removes his royal cape and wraps it around Thorfinn's battered figure. Canute leans into Thorfinn to provide him with more warmth, and the injured blonde chooses not to move. Something in him seeks out the prince's warmth and covets it. An almost invisible blush creeps across Thorfinn's features as he stares at the stars instead of the man that is near him.

They both stay in the clearing on the grassy knoll for quite some time. Both of their sets of eyes stay trained on the stars. Both men know that some things are best left unsaid in this world. Although enough is said about how at peace Canute is while leaning against Thorfinn, about how conflicted Thorfinn feels while near Canute.

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A little blurb from a fanfiction that has been in my drafts for over a year now. I never had the heart to finish it, so here is a piece in case I never do. I felt this particular part was too sweet not to share.

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