Sucker For The Rain

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I laid there, the only thing reminding me that I wasn't, in fact dead, being my steady breathing. I stared out the window, how long exactly I don't know. I watched the sun sink, the sky turned from blue, to orange, and to purple, before fading and sinking into a depth of darkness. Then the most perfect thing happended, it started to rain. Most people don't enjoy the rain, a perfect day to them is a warm sunny day. I'd much rather listen to the rain, hear the thunder and let it lull me into pure bliss.

It wasn't until a large bolt of lightning struck extremely close to the house the roar of the thunder rattling the walls that I realized I was still on the floor. Not the scare of the lighting, nor the blast of thunder woke me from my daze, it was the frightened quiver of my strength and shelter. It hadn't occurred to me until then that Cameron was terrified of storms.

As messed up as I was at the moment, the idea that favorite person was scared upset me. The fact that such a strong, fun person was quivering in fear had me rolling over to face him. He had tucked his face into back, hiding himself from the outside. My rolling over had him looking up to meet my eyes. I nearly cried at what I saw, he was on the brink of tears. My Cam, crying. I grabbed his head and pulled him in, his head resting on my shoulder. His shaking arms reached around and grabbed me, he squeeze me into him. Everytime it thundered he'd shudder and squeeze me a little harder.

I played with the tips of his hair, "It's okay. I've got you." He took a deep breath through his nose as he tried and failed to calm himself.

We laid there in the middle of the kitchen floor, I know it's not the most considerate thing, but I was more than content with the circumstances. I had Cam cuddling and the rain to soothe me. I was knocked out of senses by another blast of thunder, Cam clenched his arms as I kissed the top of his head, "Thank you." He barely whispered. He didn't trust his voice to speak any louder and I almost couldn't hear him over the storm.

I smiled, as I rubbed my cheek into the side of his head, "I'm actually enjoying this," I whispered in his ear, a smile evident in my voice.

He let out a quiet, shaky, dry laugh, "Geez, isn't that sweet," he muttered sarcastically. Sass young man.

I smiled to myself, snuggling into my favorite person, who just so happened to a sassy, sarcastic, man-wolf. I hummed the part of "Texas Is Forever" by Pierce the Veil where it's all, "I'm such a sucker for the rain!" It's a good song. I nodded my head as the song made me smile. I ended up thinking of all my favorite songs. I fell asleep with a goofy grin on my face.

I woke up the next morning, still on the floor, still in Cam's arms. My smile only grew when I saw that the sky was still covered in comforting, dark clouds! I pushed myself off the ground shifting all of weight uncomfortably onto Cameron as I did in am attempt to wake him.

He was awake by then, he just didn't want to act like it so he rolled over and watched me fix some breakfast. Breakfast is just about the only thing I'm actually good at cooking, and even those dishes are a limited few. Pancakes, French toast, cinnamon rolls, biscuts, and easiest of all, egg-in-a-hole. I decided to fix some French toast, it's been a while since I'd last had it.

Hehehe, I know this book isn't the best, I'm trying. I promise.

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