You played with your hair, examining the tips for split ends as you jolted along with the bus. The music playing in your ears was loud, but not loud enough to leak out of your ears and annoy the people around you.
Feeling a gaze trained on you, you sneakily glanced around to see where it came from. Your eyes fell upon a blond guy, who seemed about your age. Though the moment your eyes met, he quickly made his gaze drift to a group of other people.
So that’s who’d been staring at you.
Giggling slightly, you shook your head and returned to look at the winter scenery. You grimaced as you saw how icy the roads were. You knew pretty much that you’d slip and fall instantaneously. You were like that.
Sighing at yourself, you rested your palm on the window pane, watching as your handprint materialised on the glass, evaporating quickly. The bus halted, making you nearly fall out of your seat due to the over-usage of the breaks.
Huffing in frustration, you flicked back your bangs as they were covering most of your face, having fallen during the stop. A man came to stand in front of you and you averted your eyes as his behind just at eye-level.
Mathias growled, the man had grabbed hold of your shoulder when he almost fell. You winced at his strong grip but shook your head at his apology, there wasn’t anything he could’ve done about it after all.
The plastic bags rustled as you moved them to a place where their safety was guaranteed, behind your legs. You really shouldn’t have gone on a shopping spree. You should’ve at least got someone to help you carry the damn things.
Oh well! You stretched slightly, cracking your stiff neck and rubbing it. Your stop wasn’t a too popular one, which meant that by now most people had already gotten off. Standing up, you swayed to the movement of the bus, your bags in hand.
The ring of the bell sounded, indicating that someone else was getting off too. You glanced up to see the blond guy who’d been staring at you, get to his feet, bouncing a bit as he waited for the stop to come up.
When the bus finally did stop, you two staggered to the side, nearly crashing into each other. “S-sorry.” You mumbled, a gust of cold air with seemingly Antarctic temperatures blasting past you as the doors slid open.
Shivering, you waited for him to go first. Well, he was too. When you realised what was going on the two of you laughed. His sniggering having come to an end, he bowed to you. “Please, ladies first.” You smiled and graciously stepped out.
Or at least you tried to. The moment your foot came in contact with the frostbitten ground, you keeled over backwards, as you didn’t have stable footing to call your own.
“Watch it!” Something warm stopped you from falling and you craned your neck back, seeing the face of the grinning blond.
“Sorry....again.” You said, blushing when he set you on your feet and even straightened out the hat on your head. “No problem.” He replied, stepping off the bus. Catching sight of the strain your bags bought to you, he glanced up at you.
“Need some help? I don’t want you to fall again.” You chuckled sheepishly, scratching your cheek awkwardly. “Yeah, I tend to do that a lot...”
He grinned and puffed out his chest. “Then I’ll make sure you won’t!” You passed him a couple of bags and cocked your head in the direction of your house. With that the two of you started walking, well you were more slipping and holding onto him for dear life.
“What’s your name?”
“It’s Mathias. And yours?”
The bus driver smiled to himself, it wasn’t often that his job gave him the chance to see a blooming romance.