you try to lift the hammer.

"anybody else wanna rule asgard?" tony said, sitting down, defeated he couldn't lift thor's hammer. natasha declined, bruce looked at you, hand motioning you to try it. why not? you wanted to impress him anyway, you liked bruce quite a lot. you got up, resting one food on the coffee table and one firmly on the ground, preparing for impact. wrapping your hands against the handle, you closed your eyes, pulling. you heard gasps, and as you opened your eyes, the mjölnir was in your hands. bruce looked at you, with a smile.

he had a feeling you were worthy.