I want the k!!
↪ 15: Kiss in the Rain ————————
Chanyeol’s hands are shaking as he presses his palms to Yixing’s face. They’re both sopping wet, and soaked to the skin. Rainwater tastes funny on his tongue. For a moment, he’s distracted trying to determine its exact flavour (he’s put a lot of things in his mouth in this lifetime). But then he remembers where he is, in the middle of a dramatic reunion scene. Right. Back to business.
"Xing Xing," he gasps, spluttering a little. It’s not sure whether rainwater or saliva hits Yixing’s face, but it makes no difference since it’s pouring above them. "I found you." Chanyeol’s voice wavers, fingers curling around Yixing’s jaw to bring him closer. Wait, no. That doesn’t work. Yixing’s too short. Chanyeol sighs—managing to pass it off as a sigh of contentment and affection—leaning forward, to press his impossibly wet mouth to Yixing’s own. Their lips make a squelching sound when they touch.
Out of the millions of thoughts that could form in Chanyeol’s head—how Yixing’s hands were pinpoints of warmth against his chest, how Yixing smelled faintly like strawberry soap—all he could think about was, damn, they never told me it’d be this cold to kiss in the rain.
