As I stood near the entrance door in front of the wide glass wall, lost in thought, gazing out at the rain-soaked view, the droplets on the glass created a soothing melody.
Suddenly, he appeared out of nowhere and wrapped his arms around me from behind, his warm breath on my neck sending shivers down my spine. My arms rested on top of his, and he gently kissed the side of my head, his lips brushing against my hair.
As he did, his cheek came to rest against the side of my head. In that cold evening, his warm embrace was everything that I could have ever wanted.
I turned to him while still in his arms, placed my hands on his chest, felt the steady beat of his heart, looked up at him, and said, "I want to go for a walk... outside... in this rain... with you".
"Lady's first," he replied with a smile.
As I got out of his arms while smiling, I placed my hands on my thighs, held the fabric of my gown in my palm, and ran away from him towards the outside, the sound of the rain growing louder.
He picked the umbrella from the holder beside the entrance door, opened it with a soft whoosh, and started walking behind me while covering me with it.
The scent of wet earth and leaves filled the air as we walked. I gazed at the rain-kissed view, feeling refreshed and alive, my eyes sparkling with excitement as a sweet smile spread across my face.
"You love the rain, don't you?" he said while looking at me, his voice low and gentle.
"Of course, it's my favorite, even if it's winter or summer," I replied, feeling the cool raindrops on my skin as I stepped up onto a small wall, about 1 or 2 ft high, beside the plants.
"Be careful," he said, while holding my hand.
"Oh, don't worry, it's fun," I said while walking on the thin, small wall. "I won't fall," I added.
"Even if you fell, I'd hold you," he said with a smirk.
I blushed while looking at him. And then, I stepped off the wall, I held my gown up in one hand, while the other hand was securely in his. I deliberately placed my foot into the puddle of water that had gathered beside the wall.
The cool water enveloped my feet as i was wearing strappy heels, and I looked up at him, my eyes sparkling with mischief, and giggled.
His face lit up with a warm smile as he gazed at me, clearly delighted by my happiness.
Without warning, I kicked a splash of water onto him, and took off running, my giggles echoing through the air.
He chased after me, his footsteps pounding the ground, and soon caught up to me.
He wrapped his arms around me, his hands slid across my stomach, pulling me close to his chest. I felt myself collide with him, and my giggles intensified. Then, in a joyful spin, he twirled me around, our laughter mingling together in the rain-soaked air.
At night, I was lying on my bed on one side, my one arm on my pillow across my face while the other arm was above my stomach; my legs were slightly angled. He came to bed and placed his head on my thighs; my knees were near his shoulder as he lay down.
"Aren't you sleepy?" I asked.
"Not really," he replied, his voice low and relaxed. He looked up at me, his eyes soft in the dim light.
"What were you thinking about before I came over?" he asked, his voice filled with curiosity.
"Brownie with chocolate ice cream," I said.
He chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "That sounds like a perfect midnight snack. Should I get it for you? Or maybe you should come with me too."
I was like, "No, I don't want to change," but he insisted, "Okay, but on one condition: I'm going in this nightgown, and I'm not getting out of the car", I said.
He grinned mischievously. "Deal. But just so you know, I'm going to make sure everyone sees you in all your nightgown glory."
I playfully rolled my eyes, but a small smile played on my lips.
"Just get the car ready," I said, throwing a pillow at him.
He laughed and quickly got out of bed, pulling me up with him.
As we both headed out into the night, the cool air hit me. The city lights felt like stars on earth, and the peace was undeniable. When we arrived at the ice cream shop, he got out and went inside, leaving me in the car. I watched as he chatted with the clerk, laughing and smiling.
A few minutes later, he emerged with two servings, each with a giant brownie chunk and a scoop of chocolate ice cream on top. He got back in the car, handing me my serving.
"Here it is," he said, grinning.
I took a bite, and the combination of warm brownie and cold ice cream was heavenly. I closed my eyes, savoring the taste.
He watched me, smiling.
"Good?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
I nodded. "Mmm-hmm".

Some stories are read…
ReplyDeleteand some are felt deep in the heart.
This one felt like standing in the rain while someone quietly holds your soul. 🌧️
تیری تحریر میں بارش کی سی نرمی ہے،
پڑھوں تو لگے جیسے محبت برس رہی ہو۔
Thank you! Means a lot ✨ (whoever you are!)
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