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Under the Rain - fluff

The school bell rang, signalling the end of another long day. Leah grabbed her backpack and slung it over her shoulder, her eyes scanning the crowded hallways for her best friend. She found Emma leaning against the lockers, her arms crossed, waiting with that familiar, easy smile that always made Leah's heart flutter a little. Emma was, after all, the person who made every ordinary day feel like an adventure.

"Ready to go?" Leah asked, walking over and adjusting her bag.

"Always," Emma said, standing up straight. Her messy hair was falling out of her usual ponytail, a few loose strands framing her face in a way that made Leah's heart beat a little faster.

As they walked out of the school building, the wind picked up, and Leah shivered, pulling her jacket tighter around her. The forecast had called for rain later, but Leah hadn't expected it to come so quickly. Dark clouds rolled across the sky, blotting out the sun, and before they'd even made it halfway down the school steps, the first raindrop splashed against the back of Leah's neck.

"Of course," Leah muttered under her breath.

Emma laughed lightly, not bothered in the slightest. "I'm pretty sure we've walked in worse."

Leah raised an eyebrow, but Emma was already turning her face to the sky, letting the rain fall onto her cheeks. It was one of those little things Leah adored about Emma—how she could find joy in the simplest of moments. Even on the worst of days, Emma seemed to have a way of making things feel lighter.

The rain came down harder now, heavy drops splattering on the pavement. Leah was already soaked through, but she didn't mind. It felt oddly freeing to walk in the rain, like the world was quieter, more serene, in spite of the storm.

"Race you to the corner!" Emma suddenly shouted, already breaking into a run before Leah had time to process her words.

"Wait, what?" Leah laughed, trying to catch up. She wasn't as fast as Emma, but she liked the challenge. Besides, there was something exhilarating about running in the rain—like it didn't matter that they were getting drenched, or that the world was turning into a blur of water and grey skies.

Emma turned to glance back over her shoulder, her hair flying around her face in a messy tangle. "You're slower than I remember!"

Leah laughed louder, pushing herself to catch up, but Emma was too quick. By the time they reached the corner, Emma was already standing there, arms triumphantly raised above her head, a grin stretching across her face.

"Not fair," Leah huffed, catching her breath.

"Maybe," Emma said, her voice softening. "But at least we're both wet now."

Leah rolled her eyes but smiled, feeling warmth in her chest despite the cold rain soaking them both. "You're such a dork."

"You love me anyway," Emma teased, nudging Leah's shoulder with hers.

Leah felt a small spark of something in her chest, something she didn't fully understand, but it made her heart race. It wasn't the first time Emma had said something like that, but it felt different this time. More real, more meaningful. And Leah couldn't help but wonder if maybe Emma felt the same way.

As if sensing the shift, Emma's playful grin faded slightly. She met Leah's eyes, her usual mischievous energy replaced with something softer, more tender. For a moment, neither of them said anything. The rain pounded on around them, the sound of it heavy and constant, filling the silence.

Leah shifted uncomfortably, not sure what to say. Her heart was still beating faster than usual, and her mind was racing. "We should probably head home before it gets worse," she said, trying to break the tension.

"Yeah, good idea," Emma replied quietly. She didn't let go of Leah's shoulder, though. Instead, she kept walking next to her, their shoulders brushing as they made their way down the street. The warmth of Emma's presence, even in the middle of a rainstorm, was enough to steady Leah's breath.

They walked in silence for a little while, the rhythm of their steps blending with the sound of the rain. It felt comfortable, like they didn't need words to be in sync with each other. The streets were empty, most people likely taking shelter from the storm, but Leah didn't mind. She liked it this way—just her and Emma, side by side, with no distractions, no one else around.

Eventually, Emma spoke again. "You know, I think this is one of my favorite things to do with you," she said, her voice low but warm. "Just... walking home in the rain. It's like the world slows down, and it's just the two of us."

Leah glanced at Emma, her heart skipping a beat. "I like that too," she admitted softly. "Even though you always drag me into the rain without warning."

Emma chuckled, nudging Leah playfully. "I swear, I've never met someone who doesn't like being caught in the rain as much as you."

"I don't mind it," Leah said, smiling. "Just... sometimes it's a little much."

"Well, I like it," Emma replied, her tone light but somehow sincere. "I like how it makes everything feel new. The world looks different when it rains. And it's just... nice being with you. Even in the rain."

Leah's breath caught in her throat at the softness in Emma's words. Her heart was racing again, but this time it wasn't from the run or the cold—it was from something much deeper, a feeling she wasn't sure how to explain. Something she hadn't been able to ignore ever since Emma had started saying things like that.

They reached the intersection where they usually split up, both of them pausing at the crosswalk. For a moment, neither of them moved. It was like they were both waiting for the other to say something, to break the quiet that had settled between them.

"Leah," Emma said quietly, turning to face her. "I don't want this to sound weird, but... I think I'm glad we're both stuck out here in the rain. With you, everything feels... better."

Leah felt her heart swell in her chest, a warmth flooding her that had nothing to do with the rain or the cold. It was Emma. Always Emma.

"It's not weird," Leah said, her voice soft but sure. She took a deep breath before adding, "I feel the same way."

For a long moment, they stood there, letting the rain fall around them. Neither of them moved, neither of them needed to. Sometimes, words didn't need to be said. Sometimes, just standing there, drenched and smiling, was all they needed to know they were exactly where they were meant to be.