heavens decent one shots

A rainy day

**tone-shot:**

The sky was a slate gray, heavy with clouds that promised rain. Elia stood by the window of his small apartment, staring out at the droplets beginning to fall. The world outside looked different under the soft veil of rain, and Elia loved the way the colors deepened and the sounds softened.

He turned back to his living room, where Seraphiel sat on the couch, flipping through a book. Elia had invited him over for a cozy afternoon, and despite the dreary weather, he felt a warmth in his chest.

“Hey,” Elia said, plopping down beside Seraphiel. “What do you think about a little adventure?”

Seraphiel looked up, intrigued. “An adventure? In this weather?”

“Why not?” Elia grinned. “There’s something magical about the rain. Plus, we could grab some coffee and find a spot to watch the storm.”

Seraphiel considered it for a moment, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile. “Okay, I’m in. Let’s brave the rain.”

They grabbed their jackets and headed out into the drizzle. The moment they stepped outside, the scent of wet pavement and earth filled the air, invigorating Elia. He felt a rush of excitement as they walked side by side, dodging puddles and laughing at the splashes they made.

As they approached a small café, the warm light spilling out onto the sidewalk looked inviting. Elia opened the door, and they were greeted by the rich aroma of coffee and freshly baked pastries. They ordered their drinks—Elia opting for a steaming cappuccino while Seraphiel chose a chai latte—and settled into a cozy corner by the window.

With the rain pattering against the glass, Elia felt a sense of contentment wash over him. “I love rainy days like this,” he said, taking a sip of his coffee. “It feels like the world slows down a little.”

“Me too,” Seraphiel replied, his eyes sparkling with warmth. “There’s a certain peace in the rain, don’t you think? It’s as if everything is washed clean.”

Elia nodded, his heart swelling at the connection they shared. “Exactly. And it gives us an excuse to stay inside and enjoy each other’s company.”

As they chatted, the rain continued to fall, creating a soothing backdrop to their conversation. They talked about art, dreams, and what the future might hold, each moment drawing them closer together.

After finishing their drinks, Elia suggested they take a walk in the rain. “Come on, it’ll be fun! Let’s get a little wet.”

Seraphiel laughed, shaking his head. “You’re impossible, but okay. Let’s do it.”

They stepped back outside, and Elia felt the cool droplets against his skin, invigorating him. He twirled around, arms outstretched, embracing the rain. Seraphiel watched, a smile spreading across his face, and soon joined in, spinning with Elia in a carefree dance.

“See? This is amazing!” Elia shouted, laughter echoing through the rain-soaked streets.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Seraphiel said, his voice light with joy. “But I have to admit, it’s quite liberating.”

They continued their impromptu dance, twirling and splashing through puddles, their laughter ringing out into the storm. In that moment, nothing else mattered. The world around them faded, leaving just the two of them, united by joy and the magic of the rain.

Eventually, they found shelter beneath a large tree, still laughing and breathless. Elia leaned against the trunk, looking at Seraphiel. “Thanks for being up for this. It’s one of the best rainy days I’ve ever had.”

Seraphiel stepped closer, his expression softening. “It’s been incredible. I’m glad we took the chance.”

As the rain continued to fall, they stood together, the space between them shrinking. Elia’s heart raced as he met Seraphiel’s gaze, feeling an unspoken connection that lingered in the air.

“Maybe we should have more adventures like this,” Elia said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I’d like that,” Seraphiel replied, his eyes full of warmth. “Just us, exploring the world, no matter the weather.”

With a shared smile, they knew this rainy day was only the beginning of many more adventures to come, each one weaving their lives together in ways they had yet to discover.