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Loki | MCU (subtletrick) wrote in wariscoming,

Darcy’s voice through the door directed him to wait for a moment, so he did - stepping back and folding his hands and the flowers in them behind his back, waiting patiently for her to emerge. When she finally opened the door, his smile was both reflexive (the immediate small polite smile of greeting a firmly-engrained habit) and genuine (brightening from the formal little smile it started out as, into something warmer and closer, just for Darcy).

>"Hi, sorry that took so long. I sort of lost my shoes for like a sec."

“It is not a problem,” he responded, “I was not waiting long.” Truthfully, even if it had been a long time, he would not have minded. He would have waited even if she had taken a few hours. He’d have been concerned, of course, but if there had not been danger he would not have minded waiting for her. Changing plans to suit her.

These were the moments where his own thoughts caught him by surprise, where the degree of fondness he felt for this startlingly complex mortal girl sort of blind-sided him. thankfully, he was quite good at not speaking his mind freely, in such situations.

He stepped inside past the door as she held it open for him, offering the flowers to her with a small flourish and another smile once he was inside the apartment. “I thought you might like these,” he offered, almost like he felt he needed an explanation for the gift. He doubted he did need to explain why he was bringing flowers for her, but regardless, there it was. “Whenever you are ready, we can depart.”