I closed my eyes as my cold breath disappeared into thin air. I grabbed the right part of his shirt slightly as I wanted to stop time. I felt a sudden movement while I laid with him. He looked down and from there, he kissed me on my head. The smell of distant rain mixed with his scent. One drizzle after another, came the pouring rain. We both laughed as we got up from the slightly titled roof with the blanket to cover our heads. His wide arms had enough coverage for me to stay dry. Safe and sound. Before we got into our room from the outside, rain started pouring more within moments. From there, we gave up, then he grabbed my hand and twirled me into his other arm as my ballet skills from 2 years ago expressed itself. One leap after another came with heavy breathing of happiness and exhaustion. He stood there behind me with his wet clothes and his big warm hands around my waist. I could feel his chest pounding. I turned around with my hands on his back, and we both synched our lips together. I felt one of his hand rising towards my neck as he pulled me closer. His soft lips touched my lower lip for the first time. There may be no present fireworks in the middle of November, but there will always be luxurious lights wherever he goes.
