A/N: First IRL oneshot~ Yay. I don't really know what to put for a summary. Oh well xD You'll just have to read it. (P.S - This was originally going to go up third, but I thought the Zoeythian/Zoeyna fanfictions would be more appreciated)
Rain poured heavily down on the ground. The male, alone in the dark, cold street, was already drenched. His body was shaking uncontrollably. He had been walking in this rain for who knows how long, but he was determined. As the droplets struck his skin, the male quickly pulled his sleeve over it. His wet hair hung over his face, chilling it. Why was he so determined that he would continue even in this state? He was tired, wet and cold, but he was close. He knew it. Up ahead there was light. A lamppost – it's light broke through the darkness of the rain and clouds. It was also the signal that he was close. The male pushed his legs to move faster, his hands tucked inside his jacket. They were freezing, so any form of warmth was appreciated. His legs would only move so fast, trudging along the path in the rain, avoiding puddles so he wouldn't get even more wet. His brain automatically started counting the steps remaining to his destination. Ten, nine, eight. Soon the cold would go away. Five, four, three. He reached out to the door, knocking on it weakly. When the door opened, the male let his body just collapse. The person inside, another male, quickly caught him. He bundled the wet male up into his arms, taking him to the lounge. After he closed the door, he set to removing the wet clothes. The wet male just sat, his body shivering from the extended period in his cold and wet clothing. Soon he was free of his wet clothes, a blanket around his shoulders. The other man sat opposite, holding his hand.
"You're crazy, Chris." He sighed, rubbing Chris' hands in his own to get the blood circulating again. "Coming all the way out here in the rain like that. You're mental." His arm slipped around the shivering man's back, pulling his fragile body close. "It's late, too. Why did you come here?"
"I...I couldn't help it." Chris whispered. "I-I just wanted to be with you, Alex." He rested his head on the larger man's shoulder. "Being at home, with nobody, it was eating me up. I had to see you." He explained quietly. "I—" His freezing lips were captured by the other man's, silencing his worries and woes. Eventually Alex moved away, letting Chris rest his head on his chest. The two just sat there, with a fire giving off a gentle glow and warmth. His fingers ran gently through the smaller man's now scruffy and partially damp hair, relaxing him. Alex then sighed, rolling his eyes.
"Well, I guess I can't exactly make you go back, now." He pointed out. "So, you'll be staying here with me, tonight." He then realised Chris had fallen asleep, watching the faint rise and fall of his body. Alex smiled, keeping his friend close. He didn't really know where Chris' affection for him came from, but he was beginning to think he could return that affection. A bit of love was forming between the two; all it took was a rainy night. "Well, night then, Chris." He whispered, cuddling up to the sleeping man as he let his own eyes close.
Sunlight streamed across Alex's face, bringing him out of his sleep. He rubbed his eyes, sitting up in his bed. He was alone. 'Was it...just a dream?' Alex thought sadly to himself. He had enjoyed the company, even with the circumstances. Glancing at the bed beside him, he clenched his hand into a fist around nothing. He stood up, opening the door. He walked down the stairs, and was greeted by something he didn't expect.
"What, you think I'd just leave?" It wasn't just a dream.
A/N: If you thought I could write love oneshots and leave these two out of it, then you're wrong xD If you don't know, I'm obsessed with Hat Films. So, there xD