![]() ![]() You could barely see beyond your hands, the fog outside was thick, and the dusty gray sky was only contrasted by the dark branches of wet trees, and the occasional ray of soft light from a hidden sun. Opening up the door and then the umbrella, he took your hand and led you outside. Kite beamed and gently patted your head, getting up to get ready to go out.Īfter some tea, breakfast, and rummaging around for rain boots, Kite was satisfied and ready to step out into the rain, holding an umbrella and unlocking the front door. “I don’t see why not.” you finally said, giving in. Shrugging, you nodded slowly, seeing as the argument of ‘it’s raining’ wouldn’t get through to him. In fact, most times he’d be quietly excited about the rain or the snow, seeing as the changes in the environment were always bringing out something interesting to observe. Kite was never really one to avoid doing outside work because of the weather. You looked at Kite, unable to counter his strange and quite frankly skim argument, if you could call it that. “Why not?” he stated, turning to you and studying your face. “In…the rain?” you asked, squinting at the window and then back at him. “Care to go out with me, y/n?” he asked, his eyes shifting to you. He hummed softly, melting into it and smiling. Moving up, you ran your fingers from root to tip, gently combing it out, lost in the smooth glide of his hair. You looked at him, since he was now much closer, and you took some strands of his hair in your hand, gently passing it between your fingers. I would have let you.” he replied, coming over and sitting next to you. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to over sleep like this…” you muttered back, stretching as you spoke. You blushed a little, feeling slightly guilty about sleeping so late. “Thought you’d sleep til noon, y/n” he mused, placing the mug down on the window sill. Hearing you stir, he turned to you, and he smiled. He held a mug in his hand, most likely tea, and the steam rising from the cup completed the look of pure serenity he had about him. He looked particularly soft, the soft dull light giving his skin a soft glow, as well as making his long hair shine gently like moonlight on a quiet lake. Kite was sitting by the window, staring out of it, a calm expression gracing his face. Turning slightly, you almost fell out of the bed. You rubbed your eyes and slowly rubbed your temples, trying to rid the sleep from your body. Kite usually has you up and ready by 8AM, with you tagging along during his work, studying the environment. You sat up fully, looking around at the room and panicking slightly. Sitting up slightly, you grabbed your phone to check the time. Laying in silence, you could hear the gentle patter of rain on the window and the ground outside, threatening to lull you back to sleep with its low rhythm. A dull, gray wash had taken over the room, as if it were the wee hours of the morning, before the sun had broken out. The room was sufficiently dark, but you were sure it was morning. Having a small opening for air, as well as a small view of the room, you blinked, sleepiness making your vision slightly blurry. You rolled over in bed, burying your head under the covers, balling yourself up in the warmth. Song Listened to: My New Love by Elijah Who A/N: I woke up and it was raining and everything felt aesthetically pleasing to me~ ![]()
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