Dumped

If you tell me I'm wrong, I don't wanna be right

Am I wrong?

For thinking that we could be something for real?

Now am I wrong?

For trying to reach the things that I can't see?

But that's just how I feel

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Darcy strolled into work, late, as usual. Of course Jane threw a little shit fit and threatened to find a new assistant, but after Darcy worked a bit of her charm (aka apologizing in her “I’m sorry I pissed you off, but we both know I’ll do it again, and you won’t fire me because you need me” kind of way), she continued on as normal, entering data, running errands for Jane, getting coffee, etc. And of course, Loki was watching every move she made out of the corner of his eye. She moved in a way that was so memorizing. She was frantic, determined, and graceful somehow all at once. He couldn’t help but notice the little things she’d do, like tuck a pen behind her ear, and then chew on the tip of on when she was thinking, or the way she’d bite her lip when she was concentrating really hard, or the little exasperated grunts she’d make when the computer didn’t do what she wanted.

He’d been noticing her more and more over the past few months, which meant his work was getting sloppier. Thor had suggested he make the most of his time on earth when he first found out they were staying for a while, and suggested helping Jane with her work. Loki had no idea he’d be working with Darcy. At first, he’d wanted to practically shoot himself at the way she did things. She seemed almost too ditsy for him. But after a while, he realized she actually was quite brilliant in her own way. Plus, he found it was even more fun to tease her in public. But as of recently, she’d been the tease without even realizing it.

The sexy pencil skirts, with the buttoned up blouses and heels, the curly, tousled chestnut hair, the red lipstick, the way she’d lean over his shoulder to show him something, unintentionally making her cleavage more visible. It was making him nuts. And the worst part was that she had this inspiration to look sexy because her jackass of a boyfriend had suggested she try to look a little nicer so that she didn’t “look frumpy”. She had been a little hurt by the comment, but she figured it did actually make her feel good to dress like this, so she kept doing it. The only downfall to dressing like this was that every guy in the office managed to either hit on her, or at least make some crude comment in passing. Loki, however, had been the only one to remain a gentleman and keep those thoughts to himself.

At about 1 pm, she decided to make a food run for everyone, including Loki. Darcy walked up to his workstation, swaying her hips a bit as she walked. She had no idea what she was doing to him.

“Hey, so I’m getting food. Want anything?” She asked. He looked up at her to respond briefly.

“I do not require nourishment at the moment, but thank you for the offer Miss Lewis.” He said in his most polite voice, trying to hide the sudden quickening of his heart and blush that was threatening to form on his cheeks.

“Ok, suit yourself, kid.”

“I assure you, I am far from a child.” He said, returning his gaze back onto his work.

Darcy rolled her eyes, and turned towards the door to head to the cafeteria. After about 10 minutes or so, Loki was in dire need of coffee, feeling the effects of the sleepless nights he’d still been dealing with. On his way to the break room, he heard giggling from a supply closet. He thought nothing of it until he realized it had been Darcy’s boyfriend, Kevin, who’s voice was emanating from within those walls, and it wasn’t Darcy he was with. The voice of the female he was entertaining was shrill and high pitched. It was far too giggly and irritating to be Darcy’s, and he immediately felt anger begin to bubble up within him. He continued down the path of the hallway, towards the break room, contemplating his next move. He would have cast a spell on them, but he wasn’t sure how he’d wanted to approach the situation yet. He grabbed his coffee, and next thing he knew, he was face to face with a certain Miss Lewis in the hallway.

“Shit!” She exclaimed, damn near dropping everything. She was trying to carry way WAY too many things at once, so the near collision with Loki almost made her drop the little bags of chips, plastic wrapped sandwiches, an apple, a banana, and a giant chocolate chip cookie. Oh, and 3 bottles of water. She was desperately trying to juggle everything when suddenly, the food all disappeared out of her arms.

“Wait, what the-” She was stunned silent to find that everyone’s lunch had vanished into thin air.

“Loki! What did you just do??” She going to be so pissed if he made her cookie disappear.

“You appeared as if you were struggling, so I merely decided to help.” She began to open her mouth to protest, but before she could, he explained, “All of the items you were holding are in the lab, in their intended places.

“Well that’s a handy trick.” She became visibly less angry at the realization that he was trying to help, and more awestruck at what he had just done. Loki just smiled at her, feeling pleased that he was able to at least relieve some of her stress. And then just as he was beginning to enjoy the smile she was returning to him, he remembered what he’d heard in the hall just moments before. Loki’s expression turned serious.

“Miss Lewis, there is something I must regret to inform you of.” He looked upon her with a mixture of sadness, jealousy, and anger in his eyes. Confusion began to reflect within her own.

“What do you mean?” She asked a bit apprehensively.

He cleared his throat before he began.

“Darcy, I heard something earlier that I assume will be quite upsetting for you. Your lover,” he almost spat out the word, “and another woman were in a closet only moments ago, doing things that I can only assume were indecent by the noises they were creating."

Darcy’s confusion turned to anger. Everyone around the office had been telling her that Kevin was cheating, but due to the fact that most of who were informing her of this were women from the office that she knew had their eye on him, she thought it was nothing. She knew most of those women would do anything to get Kevin all to themselves, which made Darcy sick. But this, this was really getting under her skin. She couldn’t believe he had the nerve to tell her this. He’d been making some not as subtle as he thought comments about her boyfriend ever since she began to see him, and she knew he was a bit jealous, or something like that. She didn’t know why though. It’s not like he liked her in that sort of way. But, either way, she was pissed.

“Excuse me?”

“I’m quite sorry.” He was trying to ignore the slight falter of his nerves as he spoke, and regained his composed stature.

Darcy scoffed. “Like hell, you are. Let me tell you something, mister. If you have a problem with who I’m dating, get over it. I don’t know what the hell your deal is, but you need to knock it off. You’re unbelievable.” And with that, she stormed down the hallway, back towards the lab.

Loki was fuming now. Fine. If she wouldn’t believe him, he’d take matters into his own hands. It was time for him to have a little talk with Kevin.