curligurl0896, thank you for being my very first reviewer! :) You asked for fluff, so I tried my very best. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, it was really fun to write. :)
Thunderstorms always terrified her.
The storm raged outside of her window and stayed up, curled up in her bed, trying her hardest not to let it get to her.
In the beginning, she had gone into Lissa's head to avoid thinking about the storm, but Lissa had fallen asleep.
It was already the middle of the night and Rose was at her wit's end. She found her boots and heavy waterproof jacket, put it on, and sneaked her way out of the building.
The guardians on watch were Strigoi proof, but not Rose proof. Except one.
"Rose?"
She turned to face him, looking at the ground, too embarrassed to say why she was there.
"Roza, what's wrong?" He asked, concerned.
"Nothing..." She turned around, walking back to her dorm.
He spun her around and held her against his chest.
"Roza... You know you can tell me anything."
"Thunder..."
He was confused. "What?" He looked at her.
"Thunder. I don't like thunder." She said, putting as much Rose bravado as she could into her words.
But right then, a loud crack of lightning sounded. Rose flinched and hid inside of Dimitri's duster.
He chuckled as he held her close, smelling her hair, the lingering scent of shampoo and the underlying scent of his Roza.
"It's the end of my shift." He said.
"Oh."
"What?"
"Well, I'll go back then.." She said, disappointed.
"No, no, Roza, that's not what I meant..." He held on to her before she could walk away.
"I meant... Stay the night? With me?" He whispered, looking down.
Rose knew this might never happen again...
"Let's go." She smiled.