Harsh banging on the trailer door shook both of us out of our skin - Rain clutched the covers around their chest and looked to me, concerned and confused. "Stay here" I told them, equally confused, yanking on some sweatpants and walking out of the room. I opened the door a fraction of an inch to find Steve on the step. "Harrington? the hell are you doing here?" I asked, opening the door fully and sticking my head out to scan the trailer park for the others. Steve cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact with me, looking right past me. "Just dropped the girls back at Vicky's, Nance told me I should bring this for Rain, so yeah.." Steve shoved a bag into my arms as he spoke. "Oh - thanks man." I replied. I had no idea how to talk to this guy; not after what we did. Part of me would always be attracted to him - I mean come on it's Steve Harrington! A larger part of me would always loathe him for how he completely led me on and dropped me like a sack of shit. We stood there in an awkward silence for a few seconds before Steve coughed, "Well I better leave you guys to it then...have a good night." I hadn't even began to form a reply before he was in his car driving away. I shook my head to dislodge the awkwardness, not wanting to make Rain suspicious. Back in my room Rain was still wrapped up in the sheets, staring at the door as I came in, "Was that Steve?!" they asked incredulously. With a nod I plonked the bag down on the bed next to them, "He was playing delivery man." I joked. Rain rummaged through the bag with a sigh of relief, "Shit I can't believe I left this at Vicky's. Good thing Steve came by or I'd be going home in that dress tomorrow." They chuckled as they pulled on the long Iron Maiden tee and shorts from the bag.
Sitting at my desk, I watched Rain tie up their messy purple hair. I loved how their hair smelled of coconut, and how their body smelled of vanilla soap. "You're staring Munson" Rain cocked an eyebrow at me and smirked. I blushed and laid my head on my hands, "Can't help it. I'm really happy you're here Rain." I told them. Rain came to lay a hand on my shoulder, "Me too." They replied sweetly. I led them to the bathroom and watched their eyes light up when they saw I had kept the toothbrush they used last time in a cup. We brushed our teeth and I couldn't take my eyes off Rain as they washed their face, removing all the makeup. How someone could be so aesthetically perfect with and without makeup bewildered me. "Gave myself the day off tomorrow - well today - do you uh, wanna stay here, like until Monday?" I asked sheepishly, suddenly self conscious that Rain would feel sick of me soon enough. Staring into the mirror I tried to avoid eye contact with myself. Just like Rain, I had my own insecurities about my appearance. No thanks to my Dad's constant belittling and teasing when I was a kid, telling me I looked like a girl and would turn out to be a queer if I kept my hair long. That's why I buzzed all my hair off years ago - to please him and make myself more like the son he wanted. It made him happy, and made me miserable. Plus a lifetime of bullying and being called a freak, weirdo, ugly fucker... Despite all that though - Rain Wheeler was here in my bathroom, wearing their PJs, and we just had sex. I'm the luckiest fucker alive right now.
Rain spun to face me, red in the cheeks, "You want me to stay the weekend - really? yeah I'd like that." They tiled their head towards me and I inhaled the minty toothpaste scent on their breath as we kissed. Back in my bedroom we hopped into bed and immediately assumed a position of Rain laying on my torso as I leaned against the headboard - it felt so natural and right. "Great - I can drive you home tomorrow to grab some clothes if you want." I nuzzled Rain's hair as I spoke, tracing my fingers along their arm. Rain rubbed their hand on my chest and replied, "Sounds like a plan." Then we sat together in a comfortable silence for a little while. Out of nowhere Rain cleared their throat and quietly said, "Thank you for not making a big deal out of...y'know." I knew they were talking about their scars and I inhaled sharply before responding. Truth is I already knew Rain had scars. I remembered how everyone in senior year whispered about what happened to Rain, and how they got changed for gym class in the toilets because they didn't want people looking at the scars. What I hadn't known was how many there were - and I'm pretty darn sure they aren't all from the incident; most likely self inflicted. "You don't need to thank me, not for that." I began saying, stroking Rain's hair, "I'm gonna tell you everyday how hot you are until you believe me Wheeler." At this they snorted and kissed my chest, then yawned. I shuffled to lay down with them still on my torso, pulling the covers up to keep them warm. "Damn I'm so tired now," Rain yawned again, and I pulled them closer. "Goodnight Rain, lemme know if you have any more of those filthy dreams in the morning." I said quietly. Rain looked up at me, "Will do, goodnight Eddie" they winked at me and planted a long kiss on my lips before returning their head to my chest.