letspleasuretogether:

Lavi cursed as the rain pelted him from above. Of course he had to stay late to work, well past his assigned shift. And of course it would have to be raining when he was trying to get home. The weather report for the day said absolutely nothing about rain, so he hadn’t even bothered to bring an umbrella or even a hat. He was pissed off, soaking wet, hungry, and tired. It was literally the worst day he’d had in a long time.

And to top it all off, he had to take the bus home because his car hadn’t started again that morning.

Lovely. Just fucking lovely.

Pulling his coat tighter to his body, Lavi closed his eyes against the gusting wind and tried to keep the rain out of his face. It wasn’t working, and he was quickly becoming soaked to the bone. Red hair plastered itself to his forehead, dripping the cold water unpleasantly down his neck.

Why was he so stupid to not bring an umbrella?

Finally, after what felt like ages, he made it to the bus stop. He took a breath and wiped his face with cold, numb fingers to get the excess water off his skin. It was only after he tried to sit down on the bench did he realize he wasn’t alone.

The other guy looked just as bedraggled as Lavi felt, perhaps even more so. Not one for uncomfortable silences, Lavi did his best to slap on the same cheerful face he put on at work for customers. “Hey, some weather, huh? Let’s hope the bus ain’t late like usual.”

It took Allen a few moments to realize someone was talking to him. He lifted his head to look up at the figure standing over him. Red hair…? He rubbed his eyes and looked again. Not Cross…

“Umm…” Allen hadn’t paid attention to what the guy said, but he seemed to be expecting some sort of response. Something about a bus…? Allen made a vague sort of noise, hoping that could be taken as some sort of answer.

He tugged his hood down to hide his face, and leaned his head against the wall, rather than on his knees again. He was too cold to even shiver, and completely exhausted, but he stubbornly tried to stay awake. He could pretend he was fine, waiting for a bus. At least, until this stranger left.