The sky has been overcast for the past four days but never let down a drop of water on the city so Loki thought he wasn't in need of an umbrella when left home that day. But on the day when he decided he was going to leave it the heavens opened and poured, soaking him to his bones.
As he waited for the bus to take him away it only seemed that the downpour was got worse and the wind picked up, Loki could only curse the public transportation system for taking its sweet time but if he didn't find shelter he'll surely fall ill. He was frigid cold; Gods, he hated the cold. Why didn't he bring his umbrella? Why didn't the bus hurry up! Fuck the city for not building a shelter for this stop too. Fuck them dearly.
"Hey, dude, are you okay by standing in the rain like this, aren't you cold?" A nasally voice asked from behind him.
His last nerve must have snapped as he thought over the stranger's question like hell he was okay by standing in the rain without an umbrella why should anyone even ask.
"Yes," Loki growled at the short brown haired woman that stood before him under a giant umbrella shielding her from the cold rain and couldn't stop from cursing her existence and her umbrella too.
The girl jerked back," Are you sure?"
"No," he roared, throwing his wet arms out, "You think I fucking like being here in the cold and rain?"
"I don't know!" the girl stepped away clutching her umbrella tighter," I just wanted to ask."
"Why would you!" He felt a sharp pain shoot through the side of his head. Great right what he needed, a headache which meant he will fall with a cold after he gets home.
"'Cause I'm a good person and a good person would share their giant umbrella to strangers who are standing in the cold rain! It's called having humanity!" she shouted back, her long hair falling forward, face flushing in anger.
"Oh," he didn't expect her to say she would have shared her umbrella with him.
"Oh?" she mocked," You yelled at a stranger who was willing to share their umbrella with you and all you just say 'Oh'!"
"In my defense," he winced as his headache grew," I didn't know you were going to do that. I'm sorry." Loki hoped she was still willing to share her umbrella.
"Yeah, no, like I'm a do that after you yelled at me," she frowned at his dripping form.
"Please, the bus isn't going to be here another half hour and have a headache forming which means I'm getting sick. So, please?" Loki tired to give her his best pleading look to win back her offer. Well, he hoped it was his best; he really wanted to be out of this rain.
"Wait, you're here for the bus?" she asked him in debrief.
"Yes," Loki said tentatively, why she asked the most obvious question he didn't know. It's not like he was choose to stand in the rain for fun.
"The bus system went on strike today."
"What!" Loki yelled in alarm.
"Hey, what did I say about yelling," she held up a free hand between them.
"Sorry, but why?" Loki realized that he indeed did not see one bus all morning and he walked here from home for some exercise and now felt like the biggest idiot.
"The drivers felt underplayed, so a strike felt fit." she explained.
Loki could only run his hands through his wet hair in frustration.
"I'm sorry, dude, but this kind of funny." She had the cheek to laugh at him too.
He glared at her, his jaw clenching in anger.
"That look would look have frightening if you weren't a drenching mess, but don't hate me for telling you or you would probably still be standing here for a half hour longer before you realized something was up," she said as she tried to hold in her laughter.
Loki's mouth curled into a small smile from her amusement despite his situation.
"Thank you for that but can I now use your umbrella now?"
"No," she frowned playfully, holding it closer to herself and away from him.
"Please." Loki smiled as best he could but the cold finally seeped into his body and caused his teeth to chatter.
"Fine, but I think it's best if we get you coffee before you die from hypothermia." She lifts her umbrella for him to stand under.
"And painkillers," he whispered, grabbing the handle so he could hold it over them wouldn't walk hunched due to her short stature.
"Hey," she hissed when Loki's freezing hand touched hers," my umbrella, so that means I get to hold it, Uhhh. What's your name?"
"Loki," he grumbles, "Maybe it's best if I hold it, I don't want to be walking hunched over for next two blocks."
"I'm Darcy, and I cared I would let you hold it but it's mine." She grinned at him, but lifted up her umbrella to comply his wish.
Loki let out a laugh as they went on their way and glad he cursed the bus system or he wouldn't meet Darcy but he couldn't say the same for the cold.
