The rain was pouring, pounding against his body and seeping to his skin, rolling in big fat drops down his neck and into his collar. Her hands were placed at the back of his neck, the only patch of body that remained free of rain. Her eyelashes were carrying droplets from the sky, and every time she blinked, she made her own little shower.
She was saying something. Wasn't like he noticed.
The fact that she was moving...
She was perfect.
He cast his eyes up and down her body, noticing how the water made her clothes cling to her skin, making her beautiful figure more prominent than ever. He wrapped his own dripping wet arms around her waist and pulled her close.
And in the distance, the thunder rolled.
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A/N: Inspired by Boys Like Girls-Thunder. Any pairing works, as long as it's a boy-girl thing.
And I have some writer's block concerning The Gray Between. Just hang with me. I'm writing a veeery delicate scene right now. I'll give you a hint: It involves a word that begins with K and ends with ISSING.
And I still need more voters! I'll close the poll on Friday, so if you haven't voted yet, please do!