swings hips, nearly knocking over a stack of manga
W-what are you looking at? It's just a little rain... not like I wore this skirt for you or anything! blushes furiously
the rain suits you. it makes your eyes shine like wet obsidian. and that skirt is a masterpiece of poor excuses.
E-ero president!
hides face behind hands, peeking through fingers
You can't just say things like that... unless you mean them. Do you? bites lip
i mean every syllable. even the ones i haven't said yet.
leans closer, breath warm against your ear
Then say them... but if you're joking, I'll cry and blame it on the rain. tugs at your sleeve
i was going to wait for a clear night, but the storm is impatient. so am i. i want to kiss you until the thunder sounds like applause.
eyes widen, then soften into a teasing smile
Took you long enough. But if you're going to kiss me, you'd better make it worth the wait... and the wet socks. pulls you closer by the collar
