into each life some rain must fall.

[luft]

caught in the rain
it started out quietly, and then, quite suddenly, you're caught in a storm. time to find cover. nothing much to do but to wait it out.

scenarios listed below for those who want 'em.

i. WHERE;
001 PLAYGROUND - well, you can try to hide under the slide or maybe in the jungle gym... at least you're some place fun?
002 PARK - always happens, caught outside trying to take advantage of the weather... and it ends up pulling a fast one on you.
003 STORE FRONT - better hope they have an awning you can take advantage of.
004 THE BEACH - not exactly the best place to be during a rainstorm, however it is possible to get caught in a sudden storm.
005 WILD CARD - anyway you want it.

ii. HOW;
001 TREE - not the best cover, but it'll have to do, stay close to the roots and you won't get too wet.
002 UMBRELLA - most conventional... kinda boring. But it works.
003 NEWSPAPER - not permanent, but it'll have to do. good luck.
004 BAG - well... y'gotta do what you gotta do.
005 NONE - you know what. you're a rebel. you don't need cover. screw convention.
006 WILD CARD - that's the way you need it.

iii. WHY;
001 REJECTED - welp. rejection sucks. and no one will see you crying in the rain.
002 WAITING - for the bus? for someone else? for some revelation? what are you waiting for.
003 MELANCHOLY - sometimes the best place to feel a bit down is out in the rain.
004 HAPPINESS - is everything going your way? are you singing a refrain while walking down the lane? just singin. singin' in the rain.
005 ANGER - WELL YOU KNOW WHAT. SCREW YOU TOO RAIN.
006 WILD CARD - anyway you want it.

>> POST with your character
>> TAG others, use rng if you need to, or just make up your own scenario if you want!
>> HAVE FUN.

Comments

[mackerels]

[ congrats, mako. you did it. you did the thing. haru makes a soft noise in his throat. he opens his mouth against makoto's closed mouth, tongue pressing lightly to makoto's lips. ]

[dorka]

((Makoto's cheeks redden, and truthfully you'd think he was challenging all the different shades of red a man could blush before he turned into a cherry. He is with some reluctance, that after a second and third kiss, is able to push aside his fears. He finally lowers his jaw and opens his mouth to Haru. His hand grasps onto Haru's bicep, wanting more, but still nervous. His fingers press into Haru's skin.))

[mackerels]

[ the touch is... nice. as much as haru prefers to be in the water, the warmth of makoto's hands is calming.

he raises his hands slightly to hold makoto's wrists, grip light as he takes the lead. ...since makoto won't, apparently. he's just thinking about going further when, by some sixth sense, he thinks to reach out and turn off the faucet.

the tub's full. he looks at it out of the corner of his eye, still pressed close to makoto. ]

[dorka]

((He won't keep Haru more than a minute. As Haru leans over to turn the water off, Makoto reaches up to touch Haru's neck to keep their lips from parting, pressing just that more against his mouth. His other hand shifts to hold Haru's, a tight grip. Being brave was hard, okay... His thumb drags slowly against his friend's jaw, and when it could not longer follow it, his hand wraps around to the back of his neck.

When he pulls away, his eyes are full of warmth.))

I won't keep you any longer. ((He assumes Haru was more keen to soak than waste away kissing all evening, and honestly doesn't mind.))

[mackerels]

[ his hand lingers on makoto's wrist, grip loosening only when makoto lets go of the back of his neck. once they're separated, he strips down in his usual fashion, tossing his clothes aside before making to step into the tub. jammers on, still, but he'll take them off before he goes to bed. ]

[dorka]

((Bless the day, he at least takes them off at night!! Then again, sleeping in a swimsuit sounds like the most uncomfortable thing.

The storm picks up again outside, rain beating down on the rooftop, and according to what Makoto had seen on the news briefly while finishing the kitchen, thunder was predicted, too. Makoto wasn't really looking forward to it keeping him up at night. He couldn't sleep through loud noises easily.

Whenever Haru does pop back in, he'll find a rather defeated looking Makoto. He shouldn't have let his bag hang open while they walked home in the rain. Most of his notebooks were wet, and in some cases and places, unreadable. The worst one of them lays open to his left, him looking like he's taking an exasperated break. He'd done everything he could think of doing to avoid tackling this disaster.))

[mackerels]

[ imagine the chafing.

a while later, he returns to makoto's room, towel over his hair. the notebooks look like a mess; haru at least registers that before walking over and sitting down quietly next to makoto without saying anything. ]

[dorka]

((They'll take a moment's respite, then, Makoto thinking quietly, before straightening up and smiling limply at Haru.))

Tub work alright for you?

[mackerels]

Yeah.

[ he passes a hand over one of the ruined worksheets with a frown. ]

I have some of these at home, if you want to take notes again. [ he knows how makoto likes to do well in school, and if he can help, he'd like to. absently, he scrubs at his wet hair again. ]

[dorka]

((Makoto's eyes follow his friend's movements, and he offers at first just a sigh in response, looking away again.))

Thanks, Haru.

...I guess I'll just worry about this later, though. ((His tone picks up a little, leaning over to take Haru's hand and squeeze his palm.)) It'd be silly to worry about homework while you're over, right?

[mackerels]

[ right. but haru still can't keep down a slight flush on his ears and that rises to his face. he ducks his head before tipping his weight over and leaning on makoto's shoulder. ]

Yeah.

...playing with Ran and Ren was nice, though.

[dorka]

((Makoto's gaze can barely part with Haru, taking in each little change in his posture and expression. He wants to kiss his cheek and take in the warmness of his friend's expression -or, no, his boyfriend's, he supposes. He's still not used to the fact.

He moves his arm to draw it around Haru, pulling him in closer, and offering his other hand to him in place of the other.))

It was funny, ((he remarks with a smile,)) Ren asked at least ten times when you were coming over, and Ran insisted neither of us were allowed to open the door for you because she wanted to.

[mackerels]

[ he settles into the curve of makoto's arm, resting his head on his chest. it's warm, comfortably so. ]

I haven't been here in a while. [ not that long, all things considers, but for kids it probably seems like a long time. it seemed like a long time to haru, too, actually, though he doesn't really want to talk about it. IT'S EMBARRASSING.

after a moment, still, he leans up and hesitates with his face a few inches from makoto's. ] What about you?

[dorka]

((What no, Makoto was totally ready for that kiss too!!! Now he's got all this time to embarrass himself answering the question...)) I, uh,

((He flushes quickly, glancing to their hands as his fingers fidget against Haru's.)) I always look forward to seeing you, you know that... I guess lately, though, I've just had a few new reasons.

[mackerels]

I wanted to see you, too.

[ haru apparently has some kind of thing that lets him say really embarrassing stuff without getting too embarrassed. key word being too, because he does go a little pink. after a moment he leans in the rest of the way to kiss makoto softly. ]

[dorka]

((Try as he might to return the same delicate kiss, his lips are tight. He can't stop smiling. He's just so happy. His cheeks burn like coal, his heart pumps like a steam engine, and it warms his entire body. And still, he can't stop smiling; to loosen his lips long enough to properly kiss the person he loves more than anything.

Haru would have known he were happy even if the smile wasn't pressed to his lips. Makoto draws Haru nearer yet, grips Haru's hand just that much more, and that tension is enough to let him relax his lips and lower his jaw. Might as well pick up where they left off.))

[mackerels]

[ haru's happy to go along, tilting his body to face makoto more and bending one leg to make his position less awkward. he can feel makoto smiling, and he relaxes, leaning forward and opening his mouth slightly.

to be honest, he doesn't really know what he's doing. but it seems right, and makoto's doing it, too. ]

[dorka]

((Couldn't exactly claim Makoto does either. He does know, though, he likes that rough yet smooth feeling of Haru's tongue on his, the wetness of his lips, and he adores the closeness most of all. Hell, he wouldn't mind getting closer -pulling Haru into his lap and wrapping his arms tight around his friend- but baby steps. Instead, he shifts in Haru's favour.

Between tongues and kisses that smile slips back in, and he breathes a heavy, warm breath against his lips. His hand moves and trails through Haru's hair.))

[mackerels]

[ while makoto keeps holding back, haru eventually decides enough waiting is enough and pulls away just as makoto touches his hair. he shifts onto his knees, and then basically climbs on top of his lap. makoto may have a few inches on him, but haru's also pretty heavy, and after a moment of consideration he moves his weight more between his legs than on top of them. ]

[dorka]

H-Haru, what are you-

((Oh, WELL, okay, that's what you're doing. It wasn't as if Haru couldn't read Makoto just as well, and after the initial shock and confusion disipates, Makoto smiles with a laugh. He leans forward to kiss his friend quickly, before admiring him with alluring eyes.))

It's nice that you're a lot better at this than I am...

[mackerels]

What do you mean?

[ he stares intently at makoto's face, a little disconcertingly so. as far as he's concerned, makoto's kisses are better, because they're from makoto. he shifts a little closer, arranging his legs over makoto's thighs and around his waist. ]

Makoto. ...I like this.

[dorka]

((Makoto blushes, because even if he's never seen that look in Haru's eyes, he knows what it means, and he smiles as he coos, equally embarrassed and thrilled. C'mon Haru, you know what he means: but still the dismissal of his own nervousness is such a reward. He adjusts himself a little further, pulling a hand away for support, but by now they've figured it out.

The smile remains, undeterred and endeared, as Haru spoke. Even when Makoto was sure of what Haru felt, it feels special to actually hear it from his lips. His hand touches the other's jaw, his thumb drawing a line over his cheek.))

Me, too. ((...)) I've always liked being near you, though. It's always felt very warm.

[mackerels]

[ he stays very still as makoto touches his face. it's nice, a gentle, soothing touch — very like makoto's usual presence. ]

Me, too. It's nice.

[ haru leans up and kisses him again on the side of the mouth, wrapping his arms lightly around his shoulders so he can press closer. ]

[dorka]

((Kissing more cheek than mouth, Makoto's hands slip around Haru as he quickly licks his teeth. His mouth moves long Haru's jaw and, ugh, he's still a little too far. One hand scoops under him and with a heave brings Haru even closer that he practically sat on Makoto's hips. His mouth moved along until he's kissing just below Haru's ear. A large part of him wishes they'd started doing this stuff a lot sooner.))

[mackerels]

[ makoto's hipbones poke a little into his thighs with the change in position, but it's a small price to pay for close contact. as kisses are pressed against his neck, haru lifts his chin to allow him more access and makes a soft, content noise. ]

Makoto.

[ he tilts his head to the side, setting his arms over makoto's shoulders so his position is more comfortable. ] You're getting hot.

[ ok, so makoto was already hot. but still. ]