The drops trickled down her cheeks and onto the nape of her neck. Smile never faultering, although soaked to the bone.
He stood benath the tree; being sheltered little by the tiny frail branches.
"Would you get over here before you catch phenumonia?!"
Her blue eyes adverted over to him before shrugging off his suggestion. Abundent with cheerful giggling. She stuck her arms out wide and tilted her face to the sky. Twirling about in a gown made of raindrops.
"What are you doing??"
"What Dimitri, never just stood in the rain before?" Her red curls; soaked stuck to her back like a wet mop. He had to admire her spirit watching with amusement.
"No, it makes you soaked and then you get freezing and then..."
She giggled loudly. "Oh, quit being such a overprotective mother!"
She reached over and forcefully tugged him out from hiding. His vest and shirt were soaking wet in a matter of minutes. He frowned at her.
"Okay, I'm ssoaked and ffreezing.. What do you want mee t-tto do now?" He wrapped his arms around himself shivering.
"Just for once in your life try to appreciate something so simple." Her blue eyes pleaded along with her lips. He never could work up any guts as to reject to that look.
He stood for a moment but then looked sternly at her. "I am not spinning like a girl in the rain."
She laughed. "You don't have to. We could dance."
He had to grin at how cute she acted when being completely ludacris. The idea was insane, dance in this pouring and icy weather. But instead of listening to that small voice of reason, his heart won.
Gently the two slow danced together, at least untill lighting lit up the sky.