Angst England X Reader -Downpour-

Downpour

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The rain splashed against the cement sidewalk as the thin and frosty air made you hands cold.
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The rhythm of the rain matched with the rhythm of your suitcase bumping on the cracks of the sidewalk, you listened to the rain's consistent beat hitting the umbrella while you watched your breath escape from your lungs and disappear into the cold air. The night sky was painted a dark grey with hints of dark blue hiding in the clouds. Despite the gloomy and dead weather you kept a lively conversation with the Englishman you were walking with. You listened carefully to each and every word he spoke with his British accent popping out with word he says. You tried to memorize the sound of his voice, this was probably the last time you'll ever get hear it. It was actually unbelievable that you might never hear the sweet melody of his voice again and you would eventually have to get used to it. You'll probably never get to see him in person again either, the thought made you move closer to him underneath the umbrella that you were sharing in the freezing rain.

"Wow, the weather couldn't get any more better than this..."
He said sounding sarcastic as always, you chuckled seeing your husky breath leave you. Perhaps you weren't that lucky to have it raining right before you head to the airport. You weren't always fortunate but Arthur made you feel like the luckiest person alive. You felt lucky to have someone as magnificent as him he was such a gentleman towards you making sure you were treated with respect at all times, he understood you and he cared for you despite your differences. If he ever had a test about you he would have aced it. You felt a sudden pang of emptiness knowing he won't be there for you anymore.
Before you lost the chance you began to tell Arthur stories from your day explaining the details and all the remarkable parts. Every now and then you would laugh or break small smile, your laughter filled Arthur's rainy world with colour. He smiled walking beside you listening to every word with both your paces in perfect sync, the weather was gloomy but the atmosphere was light and soothing despite the fact that everything would be changed after today
"Is that the stop?"
You questioned looking towards an old bus stop guarded by a street lamp, it was isolated and lonely looking like it belonged in the glumly world you stood in. You slowed down wanting your conversation to last longer
"I believe so."
Arthur replied matching his pace with yours. You admired how willing Arthur was to help you at all cost and at anytime. He was always the person you'll go to when you had a question or needed a favour but now that you were leaving London, you had no idea who'll you'll ask for help. You didn't even know for how long you'll be gone, the case had been addressed as a huge emergency that needed immediate attention. Just by way it was addressed it made its sound like you weren't returning to Britain anytime soon either.
You were suddenly aware of the fact that this was probably your last moments with Arthur in person, it felt depressing being aware that you won't contact him again for the rest of your life. You shook the thought that you'll never see Arthur again, you couldn't bare imagining it even if it will become a reality in only a couple of hours. You felt as if you've taken everything about Arthur for granted, his affection and understanding for you, his support and concern. Everything was taken for granted. You always wondered if you'll find someone similar to him one day but you always secretly knew that there wouldn't be another person quite like Arthur.
It was quiet for a while and the only thing filling the void of silence was the rain and thunder which eventually grew louder. The rainfall was heavy and chilly but this was typical weather in London, probably something you'll miss too.
Suddenly the originally dead street lamp flickered with light, highlighting the rain gracefully falling down from the dark clouds.

"When's the bus coming?"
You questioned glancing towards Arthur, he looked at the map plastered on the walls of the bus stop. He stood there eyeing it for a couple of seconds before he responded to your question