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Cleo - Oneshot - Raindrops

Contains: Fluff
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The sound of rain pattering softly on your window is what woke you up.
It didn't compel you to get out of bed, not for a little while.

The day was new, and for some time you weren't sure you were ready for it.
But there were things to do, places to go.

Your morning routine was set into motion and before you knew it you were ready for the day.
Just about anyway.

With one final swig you finish your drink, washing the glass up straight away and leaving it upside down on the draining board to dry.
You dry your hands on the hand towel, staring ahead of you and out of the window.

The rain seems heavier than it was when you woke up, drying your hands feels counterproductive, they're only going to get wet again.

Placing the towel in its usual place you turn off the kitchen light and head for the front door.
Pulling on your most waterproof footwear and coat you're just about ready to go.

You make sure your hood is up and secure, and all the things you need are stuffed in your pockets before entering the rather damp outside world.

The rain is heavier than you thought, but not too much to handle.
The small drops of water land on the ground, on you, on everything that isn't sheltered.

The walk to the shopping district luckily isn't too far. You'd fly, but flying in the rain isn't always the safest option.
Besides, it's nice to really take in the scenery every once in a while.

Spawn village is such a beautiful place, it was a wonderful place to start a new world.
The hermits and yourself built it from the ground up, to what it is now.

The path from your place joins up to the path along the river between Jevin and False's bases.
As you walk toward the shopping district you take a quick look in the flower shop.

You make a note of what there is, the vase on your kitchen table has been empty for too long.
A couple of fresh flowers will brighten the place up.

The rain seems to pick up as you continue toward the shopping distance.
As your clothes continue to become saturated with water the cold starts to settle in.

You quicken your pace, wanting to be under shelter as soon as possible.
Hopefully you don't catch a chill from being damp and cold for a while.

The shopping district appears in the distance, a grey silhouette against a grey sky. 
The colours of the shops are hard to make out, each drop of rain making the usually bright and colourful area seem so dull.

You don't dilly dally around, picking up the things you need from the shops you need to go into.
You rush between them, from door to door. You stay under trees where you can.
At this point you're pretty much soaked.

Once you've bought the last of the things you need, frog lights, you stop.
The rain is still pouring outside.
You're soaked through already.
You may as well wait in here where it's warm from all the lights, where you're sheltered from more rain.

You wait and wait, but the rain doesn't let up.
It pours and pours.

You sigh, you're just going to have to go.
The rain is cold when you step outside. So much colder than the warm interior or iLuminate.
But you know you just have to go.

You head towards home, feeling colder by the moment.
This is going to be a long walk.

With every step you can feel your clothes clinging to your skin a little more.
You'd dried off pretty well in iLuminate, but in the end it was all for nothing.

"Y/n." You glance back toward the shopping district hearing your name, but you can't make anything out in the blur of the raindrops.
You shrug it off, continuing your journey home.

"Y/n!" The voice calls again.
This time you stop walking, turning fully to face the direction from which you came.
You place your hand on your forehead, attempting to shield your eyes from the raindrops.

You squint into the grey haze, eyes spotting a shape coming in your direction.
You stand and wait, the person slowly becoming more visible.

The person that walks toward you is Cleo, she waves, picking up their speed a little to catch up with you.
"You're soaked." Cleo notes, "come here." 

The two of you meet face to face. Cleo lifts her umbrella so it covers both of you.
They grab your arm, pulling you even closer. That way none of you is still getting rained on.
You can see their dress is now getting damp, rain hitting her back.

"I'd think you'd know better than to go out in this weather with nothing to protect you from the rain." Cleo's eyes tell you she's joking but serious at the same time.
"I thought it would let up." You shrug.

They smile softly at you, "let me walk you home. My umbrella will keep some of the rain off of you." Cleo's words aren't a question, more of a you will let them walk you home.

"No, no, it's alright." You say anyway. You don't want her going out of their way to make sure you'll be drier.
"The rain's only going to get worse, Y/n. You already look like a wet sponge." You chuckle at their words.

"Alright, alright. You can walk me home." Cleo takes you by the arm triumphantly.
"You're right, I will." She grins.

Despite the pouring rain Cleo brightens your walk home.
And not getting soaked (again) is a bonus.

You're actually sad to see your house appear. The feeling sinks in even deeper as you get to your front door.
You unlock it, stepping out from underneath Cleo's umbrella and into the shelter of your home.

"Thank you, for walking me home." You smile softly.
"I couldn't leave a pretty thing like you out in the rain, now could I?" You feel your face burn the second they finish speaking, stumbling over your words.

Cleo laughs, face lit up against the dull background.
The sound of her laughter fills you with joy.

"You're so cute. Genuinely." She seems to calm down, locking eyes with you.
They reach out a hand and take one of yours, lightly squeezing it.
Of course you squeeze back, the smile on their face growing just that little bit more.

"I need to go, I wish I didn't. You wouldn't mind if I came round tomorrow, would you?"
The look in their eyes is hopeful, you feel warm. Your hand feels like it's burning from the contact.

"I wouldn't mind." Cleo seems to relax.
She leans forward, placing a feather light kiss on your cheek.

As Cleo pulls away you overall feel cold once again.
Your hand no longer tingles.
It's just empty.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Y/n." Cleo waves.
"See you tomorrow." You reply, watching as they turn around and walk away.

You watch as her image is obscured by the rain more and more. Until Cleo disappears from your sight completely.

There's an emptiness in your heart, a longing.
Thank watchers above you'll be able to feel whole again tomorrow.