The Hellhound Nextdoor (A Helluva Boss Romance story)

Chapter 9: Rain on The Roof

A couple of weeks after Loona was rescued from the Russian Mob, things slowed down a little bit. The jobs became easier, they always remained vigilant and aware on missions, and Loona wasn't hurt from the experience, both physically and mentally. But today is a particular day, June 14th, and in Trent's calendar, a day to spend alone, usually. It was the day his Father died. When he checked the forecast, and it had high chances of Rain, he sighed as he wanted to visit his Father's grave, so hopefully hangout on the roof to reflect will be enough. Hours later, it started to downpour, the rain is warm from the heat of Summer, but it was cool enough for him.

Taking in the rain, Trent felt at peace, while most find peace in meaningless items and objects. As he stood there, head tilted back, eye closed, he felt a involuntary smile creep across his face as the rain fell, soaking his clothes and fur. But in his peace, he heard her voice, Loona. He thought it was his imagination, but when he looked back, he saw her with a umbrella, yelling his name, "Trent! What the fuck are you doing up here?!" Smiling, he walked to her as she walked to him, also smiling.

"Simple Loona, I'm enjoying the rain." She chuckled lightly, clearly amused, "That's nice and all, but can you do it under a Umbrella, or at least in a rain coat? I don't want you to get sick." Again he smiled, and reached for her umbrella, which she handed to him. "You are a weird one Trent, you used to be so... I don't know, more like a rock, no emotions most of the time." He couldn't help but laugh, "Except when I was with you." She smiled again, she enjoyed her talks with Trent.

She went to say something else, but for some reason, she couldn't find the words, as she stared up at him, the rain and lights making him seem a bit more beautiful, more... Angelic. "Loona? You ok?" She nodded slowly, closing her eyes and smiling. "Yea, it's just, in the rain, and those lights from all those buildings, you look like you belong in Heaven, you look..." He gently held her head up, eyes met with his, his expression gentle as can be. "I look like?" She bit her lower lip, weighing the risks. "You look stunning, even with your fur and clothes wet, you still look fucking beautiful."

Trent was left speechless, but only for a moment, then he tossed the Umbrella aside and gently ran his arms along Loona's as she got soaked, both staring at each other. "So do you Loona, infact, in the rain, you look like the rain falls just for you." It was a odd complement, but he ment it, and she knew it. Later, when the two went to her and Blitzø's apartment, they dried off, and got dressed, but shortly after, Trent's fur got all fuzzy, much to the amusement of Loona, who laughed loudly until hers fuzzed up, which ended up having both of them laugh like a couple of deranged hyenas.

They spent the rest of the day on the couch watching TV, Loona, leaning on Trent's shoulder, Trent, holding her close. "Hey Trent? Why were you on the roof?" He smiled smugly, "Wrong questions, wrong questions get wrong answers." She scoffed and gently punched his shoulder. The two had truly been reunited, and as they sat there together, both stealing looks at the other from time to time, they both feel something more then then their friendship blooming.

Romance is in the air.

(If you get the "Wrong question, wrong questions get wrong answers," quote, leave a comment of where it's from ╰⁠(⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠ᗜ⁠ ⁠･⁠ )  BYE!)