rain and dance

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Third person POV

It was evening it must have been around nine, tom and y/n were at home more exactly on the sofa embracing each other enjoying the moments of peace only between him and her...

y/n  forced him to see a horror movie but as much as yom hated horror movies he couldn't resist his girlfriend's face and then that would be a deal since they would cuddle all the time even though y/n it wasn't a person very affectionate or else she was able to show her love only with words while tom was completely the opposite she expressed herself only with gestures, kisses or gifts, but that's another matter...

let's go back to the two lovers at this moment everything was fine tom was over y/n touching his hair until t/n gasped and start saying things like "it's raining!" "come on, come on tom get up!" poor tom didn't even have time to open his mouth that y/n grabbed him by the sleeve and took him out...

the smell of rain reached the nostrils of the two lovers, the rain was strong but not too much, the noise seemed like a sweet melody of a love song, everything was not dull as for most people, indeed for y/ n the rain was something magnificent, it reminded her of all the "confusion she had in her head" but this confusion didn't bother her, on the contrary she loved it because it brought the best out of her.

Y/n she took the hands of her beloved and smiling I try to dance but even if she was a dancer and knew how to move well tom was quite the opposite to such an extent that he could fall at any moment with the "difficult" steps that y/ n tried to teach him after half an hour the rain stopped and with sadness y/n he had to go back to the house having to change even his clothes soaked by the rain...

After a while the two were already on the sofa shivering with a blanket and embraced enjoying the warmth, "I love you" she said y/n not expecting a response from tom knowing she couldn't say sappy "I love you too my life" y/n she was shocked to the point of gasping and lifting her head looking at him in a state of shok and from the boy's face it looks like him too but he tried not to show it too much even if failing,y/n I look at him for more seconds and pressed his lips against those of his beloved...

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