I want the K.
15: Kiss in the Rain
(( FRICK YE, RAIN KISS WITH MY OTP! ))
It was pouring outside and for once in your life, you had an umbrella. You were walking around when you suddenly caught a glimpse of familiar horns. It was Vriska, drenched and noticeable shivering. She didn't have an umbrella. You look over her again, actually feeling a pang of sympathy for her. A crazy thought hits you and soon, you're standing in front of her, holding onto her arms. She's looking at you as if you're crazy, and maybe you are... it'd make sense. You dropped your umbrella on purpose when you started walking over to her, so now you were starting to get soaked, the chill reaching your bones. The Vantas is now giving you a look that says that she's wondering what the hell you're do or that she's going to rip your arms off in a certain amount of time. Whatever. With a slight amount of hesitation, you lean forward and press your lips gently against her's. When you pull away, you can't help but smirk at the shocked expression on her face.
