Rainfall.

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The first time Techno had the urge to sit in the rain he was very young, the idea of sitting out in it alone as the raindrops beat down on his skin was almost calling to him.

The first time Techno listened he was seventeen, and it was a mild February night.

As the teen laid in bed he couldn't seem find it in him to fall asleep, he had tossed and turned for a couple of hours now and debated just not sleeping at all and just read one of his novels instead.
Going through unread novels he had in his head he noticed the light sound of beginning rain, softly tapping against his window.

And there it was again, the calling, the pull to just sit out in it, to let it soak him to the bone, let his thoughts wash away with the rain as they seeped into the ground to be forgotten.
The pink haired teen didn't let himself think as his body started to move, grabbing his glasses off his night stand and letting his bare feet touch the cold wooden floor beside his bed as he stood.

Opening the door to the hallway his mind finally caught up on what he was doing, he hesitated, for just a moment, several thoughts running through his mind.
What if the others hear me? I could get sick from the cold. This is a bad idea, turn around, turn around.
His anxiety almost had him walking back to bed but the pull of the rain, now beating down heavier against the window, was louder, it's calling making his worries die out like a fire doused in water.

His bare feet crept down the dark hallway, first passing Wilbur's room next to his and then Tommy's across from Wilbur.
Techno took a longer step over a particular floorboard he knew creaked like hell, when stepped on and reached the stairs.
His heart beat faster as he descended the stairs, why was he so nervous anyways? Fear of his family finding out? Or was it anticipation and excitement for finally listening to the rain outside?

Wiping his lightly sweaty hands on his t-shirt and shorts, the teen pulled his long hair behind his ears as he reached the bottom of the stairs standing still for a moment.
Phil's bedroom was luckily in the opposite direction of the door to the backyard, so the father hearing it open would probably not happen.

As Techno moved closer and closer to the glass sliding door he could hear the rain had picked up a little more, it was a heavy rainfall since there was no wind to disrupt the droplets falling and Techno felt his mouth curl into a small smile.
He clicked the lock open and opened the sliding door, the beating sound of the rain became louder for a moment, Techno hurried to step out and pull the door closed again after him.

Above the teen was a little half roof, protecting him from the falling rain.
Techno felt goosebumps start to rise on his skin from the nightly February weather, his feet moving closer and closer to the free falling rain.
As he stood under the edge of the roof, Techno let his right hand reach forward into the veil of water, his hand lying palm up felt cold and the beating down of rain numbed his skin, Techno smiled wider than before.

The way his hand disrupted the hard fall of the rain seemed to mesmerize the pink haired teen, the water still falling after it had hit his skin, but it was different now and Techno didn't know, despite his wide vocabulary, how to describe the feeling that bloomed in his chest.

Techno took a deep breath as he let his body follow his hand out under the sky, the feeling was instant.

The thick rainfall made Techno feel heavier as it beat down against his back, shoulders and head, the goosebumps came back from the cold water as it soaked his skin and Techno... Techno felt amazing, despite the heaviness of his body he felt lighter as well, it was a feeling he wasn't sure he had ever experienced before.

He brought his hands to his face and felt his glasses, Techno didn't like the way they disrupted the fall of water on his face so he slipped them into the pocket of his shorts.
Red eyes shut as he turned his face to the dark sky, numbness spreading over his face and body as if the droplets beat his nerves out of his body.

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