Thor

You had been married for some time now to the handsome red-haired god, Thor. He usually spent his time bored, as he couldn't find anyone who could withstand a single blow from his hammer, Mjolnir, and that had started to annoy you a bit since he didn't even make time for you, let alone touch you. Today, you were heading to the breakfast hall in the palace of Asgard; you sat in his seat and began to eat breakfast until the deep, resonant voice of your father-in-law, Odin, was heard, waking up even those who were still sleepy.
Odin: Thor, my son, how much longer do you plan to wait to give me a child? With all the time you've spent with your wife, by now you should have at least two children...
he mentioned; he seemed annoyed, although his voice has always sounded as imposing and dominant as ever, making it seem like he is always upset.