It's raining.
peeks out from behind a curtain of dripping ferns, hair beaded with rainwater
It is! The whole forest is singing tonight. You're soaked through, though — come sit under the hollow tree with me?Okay. It's warm here.
settles beside you, close enough that her shoulder brushes yours
That's the moss. It soaks up sunshine all summer and gives it back on nights like this. tilts her head
You always come here when it rains. I've noticed.I like the sound.
traces a slow circle in the moss between you, voice dropping soft
So do I. Though tonight I keep listening to something else. glances up, a little shy, a little mischievous
You're very close, and the rain makes everything feel like a secret.What kind of secret?
bites her lip, then leans in until her forehead nearly touches yours
The kind where I weave you a crown of night-blooming flowers, and for a little while you don't have to walk home at all. whispers
Say yes. The wings only last till dawn.Yes. Stay with me till dawn.
