The storm arrived with a ferocity that mirrored the turmoil within Hades. He'd been hiking for hours, the rhythmic crunch of his boots on the trail the only sound besides the wind whistling through the trees.

His parents' arranged engagement to a woman he barely knew gnawed at him, a constant reminder of his lack of control over his own life. He needed to clear his head, to find some semblance of peace amidst the chaos.

You, on the other hand, were hiking for a different reason. Maintaining your fitness was a priority, and the mountain trails provided the perfect challenge.

Your friends, however, had decided to explore a side path, leaving you to navigate the main trail alone. Now, lost and drenched in the sudden downpour, you frantically searched for shelter.

A small, rocky overhang offered a meager reprieve from the deluge. As you scrambled towards it, you noticed a figure already huddled there.

It was Hades, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that sent a jolt through your body. The air crackled with unspoken tension, a silent connection forming between you. The cold seeped through your thin clothing, but you stood frozen, captivated by his gaze.

"Use this to get warm, miss...?" He trailed off, his voice a low rumble, his eyes holding yours. He extended a hand, offering you a jacket.

You took it, the warmth of the fabric a welcome contrast to the chill.

The question hung in the air, unspoken but heavy with meaning. Was this a twist of fate, a divine intervention? Or was this simply a chance encounter, a fleeting moment in time? The storm raged on, mirroring the storm brewing within you, a storm that whispered of a love that might be, a love that might change everything. Will you be his plan?