044 – Rainy Day
Takeru wakes up one blissfully warm morning to the sound of heaven's tears hitting sharply on glass windows.
Beside him, Daisuke stirs, moans, stretches. His tanned arms reach for the ceiling and he lets loose a broad grin.
"Raining?"
Takeru nods, the rain growing ever-heavier, more forceful, more urgent.
"You have work in an hour." He says, watching in amusement as Daisuke performs an exaggerated flinch.
"Ugh." The red-head pulls his fingers across his eyes, drags coarse fingertips down smooth skin. "Pull a sicky?"
Takeru sort of laughs, and maybe agrees (not that he'll admit it), and resignedly accepts as Daisuke pulls him back down onto the feather mattress.
Alas for dreary, rainy days.
Next up: 045 - Cloudy Days