searches_forhim | Reunited and it feels so... awkward

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Reunited and it feels so... awkward - for mybroisadopted

It was the last place Jane had expected to run into Thor. She wasn't sure what had made her send him those hearts. After waiting for so long the only explanation possible was that her patience had simply run out. He had promised to come back for her, yet he hadn't. She thought she had feelings for him, but her logical side kept telling her that she had only known him for a day and a half, there was no possible way she could know him well enough to fall for him that quickly. Her heart and her brain were still at war when he arrived.

She opened the door to her New York apartment and ushered him in. The shoebox of a place seemed even smaller with him in it. "So... hi."

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Jane's jaw dropped as they headed down the steps into the subway station.

"You went shopping?" She could only imagine that scene. She wondered if he'd let the salesgirls dress him, then decided she didn't want to know. Whoever picked out the clothes had done a good job. They definitely fit him better than the hand-me-downs she'd given him last time she saw him.

"You wouldn't happen to still have that card, would you?" If Tony Stark could bankroll their date who was she to say no?

"I did!" So very proud of himself for having done so in a world he knew so little about, but was rapidly learning more. "Stark spoke wisely in having a young woman and lad there to aid me in my search for proper Midgardian clothing."

He reached into his back pocket - someone had to have shown him that along the way - and pulled out a crisp new leather wallet. From a pouch he removed a black credit card, imprinted in gold lettering and a very familiar logo. Tony Stark was never subtle. "Indeed, I do!"

"Well, they did a good job. You look really nice." He looked more than nice, and it had nothing to do with the clothes. He was real, and not just alive in her memory. That looked damn good from where she was standing.

She bit her lip, eager to take the card and use it for the day. She didn't know Tony Stark, though. Maybe it would be better to show Thor how to use it instead, then her conscience would be clear.

"Great. You can tell him you used it to take me out." She led him over to the machine that dispensed the subway cards and pointed to the slot for the credit card. "Just put it in there and I'll do the rest."

"I shall. I believe he will be pleased." He did as instructed, but watched carefully as she used the machine. Midgardian 'technology' was a fascination to him; so similar to magic in many ways, but exceedingly clever. He picked up the tickets it dispensed, studying them with high curiosity for a moment.

"And this shall inform others we have paid our dues?" he murmured, as if not quite believing it. "A tiny contract?"

"Umm... kinda, yeah. We gave them money, they give us a pass. I chose the one that lets us travel as much as we want to all day." She plucked one of the cards from his hand and hooked her arm in his to lead him to the turnstiles.

"Just put your card in the slot, take it when it pops back up, and then walk through the metal things." He was a large man, but he should be able to fit through. He'd probably have to turn sideways though.

"Want me to do it first?"

"I believe I can attempt such a thing," Thor said, holding his card and studying the situation. His first attempt may have worked if he realized you had to insert the card in a specific way. Instead when he spat back out, he frowned and of course, immediately attempted it again. And again.

Wordlessly she plucked it from his hand, flipped it over, and handed it back to him. If it hadn't been face down he would have seen the arrow clearly showing which way to put the card in the reader.

She smiled and put her own card into the turnstile next to him. The gates turned, she walked through, and plucked her card back out. She turned back to see a small line forming behind Thor. Oh dear.

From the woman not so subtly looking at Thor's backside, the time it took for him to successfully get it now that Jane helped wasn't a problem. He managed the turnstile with less issue and gave Jane a bright smile before offering her his arm.

She shot the lady a dirty look before taking his arm and leading the way to the right, where there was some space on the platform for them to wait. Others might be able to look, but she got to touch.

"So how long have you been in New York?" she asked, since it actually sounded like a completely normal question to anyone eavesdropping.

"Not long, but I enjoy this time of peace. Midgard has a vast array of new experiences to teach!" He clearly had no eyes for anyone but her, not now.

She shook her head, beginning to care less and less about people listening to their conversation. It would be impossible to change him, and a large part of Jane didn't want to. The chivalry, at least, was intoxicating.

"So that means I have lots to show you. Oh, here comes the train."

Thor stepped back from the massive metal beast that roared into the underground location they were in. It was like the smaller version that had hit him - twice! - in his adventure as a mortal man. He eyed it warily. "What manner of beast is this?" He rumbled.

She held tightly to his arm to reassure him that he was in no danger.

"It's a train. A subway train. It runs on tracks that go underground. It will take us to our destination much faster than if we tried to travel by car. This way there are no lights to stop at and no traffic to worry about." She tugged him back a little so that people exiting the train would have room.

"We let the people off, then we get on. When we get to the station we want, we get off. Just like riding a horse, only it's a machine."

"Such strange contraptions mortals create to fuel their world," Thor said, but he smiled nonetheless. "You have so many forms of transportation, as if one or two could not be sufficent! Endlessly complicated!"

But he looked actually excited to try this metal beast called a train; all new Midgardian experiences tended to interest him so. Such a vastly different world and one, after perhaps being forced to learn so, he wanted to learn more of as its protector.

He walked inside and studied the length of it with a quick look up and down the car, allowing Jane to guide them to a pair of seats. Of course his eyes would alight on an old woman who was clearly homeless, sitting bundled up at the end of the car.

Jane only took the seats because there were plenty to go around. When the trains were crowded she preferred to leave them to those who needed them most.

"You can't tell right now, but we keep coming up with new ones because the old ones get crowded. There are so many people living in one small space that mass transit is a necessity. Not to mention how impatient everyone is to get where they're going. No time to walk from place to place." She smiled and kept ahold of his arm even though they were seated. She followed his gaze to the homeless woman, a sadly common sight in the city.

"We'll talk about that later," she whispered, not wanting to offend the woman by talking about her as if she weren't there. The train began to move, and Jane watched Thor closely to see his reaction.

Despite not being of Midgard, he was not blind to the state of this woman. The layers of clothing, the ragged hair, the face heavy in wrinkles and age. How could an elder of these people be treated as such? It took only a few moments for him to make up his mind. "Excuse me, my Lady," he said quietly and stood, grabbing the rail at the top of the train car easily to move across.

He moved across to her, and knelt down beside the seat. He spoke too softly for anyone else to hear, though the few people in the car glanced at him as he walked past. Suddenly he reached into his pocket and drew something out of it, taking her hand and placing it into it. He flashed one of those brilliant smiles of his before he stood.

The old, homeless woman took his hand again and said something to him, looking up with her eyes shining, before he nodded.

He was beaming as he returned to Jane's side and sat beside her again as the train came to a stop.

Jane watched as he spoke to the homeless woman, very conscious of the fact that everyone else was looking at him too. It was an unspoken rule that the homeless were not spoken to - their presence was simply tolerated. As soon as he was back at her side she leaned in.

"What did you give to her? What did you say?" They had several more stops to go, and once those departing at the station had gotten off, and more had gotten on, the train moved once again.

"I told her that she was beautiful," Thor said honestly, raising his brows, "and that elders should not be so alone on a day like today. I gave her a way to receive money with a piece of gold."

Jane's eyes grew wide. It was sweet of him, and she liked what it said of his personality and his heart, but he couldn't go around dispensing alien coins to whomever he wished.

"Gold? Asgardian gold?" She looked over at the woman, who had already pocketed what had been in her hand and was looking at Jane as if deciding the easiest way to replace her.

"Thor, that was very sweet, but you can't do things like that here. It's more complicated."

Thor frowned at Jane's displeasure and her reaction. "I do not understand. She is clearly in need, why would I not aid her while I am able? ...Should I have used Midgardian currency?"

Jane nodded enthusiastically. "Even then, you can't be sure what she'll use the money for. If you really want to help someone, it would be better to give them food or clothing, things they really need, instead of money they could waste on alcohol or drugs." It was a sad truth, but it was the reality, especially in New York.

"I do not understand," Thor said with a frown. "Why would you not wish her to purchase medicines if she requires them?" A completely different viewpoint on the term 'drugs'. The talking box - 'television' - had informed him about the concept of drugs being medicine with the strange breaks between shows.

"That's not what I meant." Jane was not known for having an abundance of patience. Thor was certainly going to try what she had in the following hours.

"Sometimes people take things they don't need to just to feel good. Feel better than good, even. They use it as an escape so that they don't have to face reality." That was the best she could do - how could she explain the concept of 'getting high'?

The trained stopped again and she smiled. "Come on, this is our stop."

Thor stood up, offering his hand to his lady, even as he asked, "what is wrong with allowing someone to peruse happiness how they deem worthy? Does it harm others?" He wanted to understand and tried. It required a number of questions sometimes, which indeed was going to endlessly tax Jane's patience.

At times his curiosity was amusing and adorable, like watching a kitten explore a ball of yarn. Other times, Jane's patience wore thin. She couldn't fault him, though, considering all there was to learn.

"For starters, it's against the law. And it breeds crime. And those drugs can have really bad side effects, she could be slowly killing herself with them and just not care." He did have an interesting perspective on the subject, though. What was the harm in letting someone destroy themselves if that's what they wanted and it didn't impact anyone else?

She led the way up the stairs and back out into the sunshine. The zoo was just across the street and into the park. She blinked against the sun as she pulled her sunglasses from her purse.

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This came out sounding much more perverted than I intended.

Kinky~

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ooc: sorry I've been MIA! I had surgery!

OMG Are you okay?? Everything turn out well??

Yeah, I'm good! Everything went great!