{ he's had a lot on his mind, the necessity of taking an umbrella had been the last thing on his mind as he'd left the apartment that morning.
and by the time thoma finds him, his arms are curled around himself, his hair is partially sticking to his face and already wet from the rain.
the rain's had time to make itself known too, because no matter where thoma had been he'd need time to make his way over and the branches of the tree only do so much to help. his skin feels as though it itches, a compulsion for warmth of another driven by an unseen force that he blinks a few times as thoma comes into focus through the rain.
yet he barely thinks anything of it, since the thought of wanting to hold hands or kiss the other has been prominent in his thoughts for 3 weeks by now.
he sighs in relief as thoma makes his way over, and ayato doesn't even give him time to put up another umbrella before he's ducking under the same one. }
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and by the time thoma finds him, his arms are curled around himself, his hair is partially sticking to his face and already wet from the rain.
the rain's had time to make itself known too, because no matter where thoma had been he'd need time to make his way over and the branches of the tree only do so much to help. his skin feels as though it itches, a compulsion for warmth of another driven by an unseen force that he blinks a few times as thoma comes into focus through the rain.
yet he barely thinks anything of it, since the thought of wanting to hold hands or kiss the other has been prominent in his thoughts for 3 weeks by now.
he sighs in relief as thoma makes his way over, and ayato doesn't even give him time to put up another umbrella before he's ducking under the same one. }
I was worried you were too busy.