hiii!! I have an idea for one shot with either Lando or Kimi or both!(only if you’re up for that lol) basically it’s just a really fluffy fic where Lando/Kimi and the reader get caught outside when it starts to rain and they are kinda upset about it but then they remember, or the reader tells them she’s always wanted to be kissed in the rain and then they kiss and dance and get soaking wet and they are both very giggly and smiley and adorable…. and I’m so single it hurts but it’s fine because who needs real life when you have fanfics 🤣 anyways that’s it hope you are having a lovely day/night 💜
author's note- OMG!! i love this and i enjoyed writing this so muchhhh
They were only supposed to be gone ten minutes.
That was the promise made at the dinner table, ice cream cartons lined up in the freezer like a contract waiting to be signed. Their parents had waved them off with familiar smiles. Family friends. Practically siblings. Don’t take too long.
Then the sky changed its mind.
One moment the street was quiet and warm, the air smelling faintly of wet leaves. The next, rain came down like it had been waiting for them specifically, fat drops splashing against the pavement, darkening the sleeves of Kimi’s hoodie before either of them could react.
“Great,” she muttered, laughing even as she tried to tug her jacket closer. “Absolutely perfect timing.”
They sprinted the last few steps to the bus stop, ducking under the shelter just as the rain grew louder, drumming against the plastic roof. Kimi stood there, slightly out of breath, curls already damp, a paper bag of ice cream clutched in one hand like a fragile treasure.
He glanced at the sky, then at her. “We’re not making it back dry.”
She shook her head. “Not even a little.”
For a moment, they just listened. Rain spilling from the sky. Cars hissing past. The world shrinking to a bus stop and the smell of wet concrete.
She broke the silence first. “You know,” she said, almost casually, “I read this book once where the main character gets kissed in the rain.”
“Yeah. It was… very dramatic. Very cinematic.” She smiled to herself, eyes drifting toward the trees across the road, their leaves trembling under the weight of the rain. “I always thought it sounded nice.”
He tilted his head, voice light but unmistakably teasing. “You into that sort of thing?”
She laughed, then nodded. “Yeah,” she admitted, a little softer. And then, like she hadn’t said anything at all, she looked away again, watching the rain trace silver lines through the air.
He watched the way her smile lingered. The way the rain reflected in her eyes. The way the moment felt suddenly… important.
Without saying anything, he set the ice cream bag carefully on the bench.
She noticed only when he stepped past her.
“Kimi?” she asked, confused, turning just in time to see him walk straight out into the rain, hoodie darkening instantly.
“What are you doing?” she laughed.
He turned back to her, rain already plastering curls to his forehead, grinning like he’d just made the best decision of his life. “You said you wanted it to be cinematic.”
Before she could answer, he reached for her hand and gently tugged.
She stumbled forward with a gasp and a laugh, rain soaking her hair, her jacket, the moment exploding into something warm and ridiculous and perfect.
He leaned in, slow enough to give her time to pull away.
The kiss was brief, sweet, rain-cold and smile-warm all at once. When they pulled apart, they were both laughing, breathless, soaked through.
“Yeah,” he said, laughing again, leaning in to kiss her once more, quicker this time. “Worth it.”
They stood there in the rain, shoes ruined, ice cream melting somewhere behind them, grinning at each other like they’d just discovered a secret.
Ten minutes, technically.
But some things were worth being late for.
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