Darcy worked for S.H.I.E.L.D., though pretty damn low on the importance scale, which was why she’d been landed with the job of assimilating Loki to normal human things, like riding in a car, a train, poker games (not essential but eh). Now it was time to show him how airports worked; she didn’t know why he needed to know all this shit, but apparently it was a weird form of punishment, and Thor thought that he would gain some perspective if he did some mortal things.
Yeah effing right.
The guy was still as grumpy and scowl-y as usual. She couldn’t believe her luck; this wasn’t a punishment for him, it was for her. Goddamn douchebag Gods and their stupid, stupid punishments.
They checked in, the man behind the desk flirted with Loki and Loki flirted back, and Darcy had to wait even longer for them to be able to move along because of this.
Oh my God, just hurry up! She wanted to scream at him, but instead glared at him as he leant with his elbow on the counter, his body relaxed and clearly in no hurry. The damned check in assistant handed Loki his damned number to top it off. How unprofessional; you’re at work!
Loki finally moved away and walked with her while she silently seethed. She was dying for the toilet and she bet he knew it. No, in fact, she remembered muttering that she hoped the line went quickly so she could go to the bathroom and he has godly hearing, the asshole.
When they finally got to the next section, she could have cried; security check. Great, just great!
Darcy went through first without problems, but Loki…he was clearly doing it on purpose. He’d ‘forgotten’ to take something out of his pocket and was now being patted down by the security guard. Loki even flirted again, but this time the guard was clearly straight. She hadn’t known him to be so openly flirty before, so he was clearly just trying to bother her.
What had she done to deserve this???
After what felt like too long, she finally got to the toilet and heaved a sigh of relief.
However, exiting the bathroom found no Loki.
Perfect.
She was definitely asking for a raise when she got back to S.H.I.E.L.D.
Darcy looked everywhere and finally found him near some windows. She was about to ask him what the hell his deal was when she noticed the snow. The shit ton of snow…a damned snow storm. Oh shit. Darcy looked up at Loki and pulled on his arm.
"We’re gonna have to find out what’s happening…" She started, but the overhead speakers interrupted her.
"We are sorry to announce that all flights will be delayed due to the sudden weather change."
She needed coffee, so she dragged him to the closest coffee haunt. She didn’t bother to get him one, though. Served him right. He could get his own damn coffee.
After finishing the coffee, she stood up just as the lights flickered before going out completely, leaving the area almost pitch black. People started to panic and she had to admit, she wasn’t a fan of such darkness herself.
"L-Loki, where are you?" She asked, hating the tremor in her voice.
A green light suddenly appeared across from her and illuminated Loki. He threw it up into the air and it expanded, lighting up the airport in a greenish glow. It was kind of eerie, but better than nothing.
"Can’t you use something that’s not green?" Darcy asked.
"It is easier to maintain without thought," Loki said. "Come."
Darcy reluctantly followed Loki over to the chairs in the waiting area. They sat down and she sighed, wondering how long they would be stuck there and, more importantly, if they were going to be able to stay warm. However, three hours later, it was still warm so she wondered whether Loki had anything to do with it.
"Are you keeping us warm?" Darcy asked.
"Yes."
"The whole building?"
"I am not a monster, Miss. Lewis. I do, in fact, have a heart," Loki said, probably aiming for nonchalance but she could tell there was a bit of emotion in there.
She hadn’t expected that and she wasn’t trying to imply he was a monster, maybe just…considering the way he acted, she couldn’t tell that he would be considerate to everyone. She reached over and put her hand on his.
"Hey, look, I’m sorry, alright? It’s just that I’ve only ever seen you being a dick…it wasn’t meant as truly hurtful, just…" Darcy said, sighing at the end and brushing her hand through her hair.
She tried to stifle a yawn; they should have been up in the air by now and she had planned to be sleeping. Imaginary taser in hand, of course.
Loki moved over and she frowned, before he patted his lap. "You should rest," Loki said.
Darcy was weirded out. What the…
However, she wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth…or whatever that strange saying was.
She made sure her bag was close to Loki’s feet before lying down. Strangely, the seats she lay across had become rather comfortable and his thigh was cushiony.
"Thanks, Loki."