𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴

Welcome the Rain

I watched the rain cascade down and drop onto the big window. I made a clicking sound in my mouth with my tongue. I bit my lip and heard John's footsteps I grinned and span around. "Let's go outside,"

He frowned and scoffed, looking at my attire. I was dressed in one of his button-up shirts that ended above my knees but on my thighs and my white socks pulled up. His eyebrows raised and he pointed a finger, waving it around at my bare legs.

"Not wearing just a shirt and panties. Besides, it's raining, baby, " He chuckled. I shrugged and walked past him, making sure to grab his soft hand as well. He huffed but followed me. I smirked and opened the front door. The sound of heavy rain made me feel alive. I gave him one last look before I sprinted outside and into the wetness.

I squealed at the cold but spread my arms out wide. I span around and chuckled. I tilted my head up and allowed the rain to be my friend. I grinned as it soaked my body and clothes.

I turned around to see John on the porch, out of the rain with a smile. I beckoned toward him. He shook his head and dismissed the idea. I groaned and tugged his arm, pulling him into the rain.

"You've got to welcome the rain! Let it be your friend and trust it!" I shouted over the top of it. I entwined my hands with his and opened his arms wide and held them in the air. He chuckled and bit his lip. The raindrops fell down his face.

He looked like a god.

I leaned forward and kissed his jaw. He smiled and closed his eyes. Dropping his head back and allowing the rain in. I grinned and did the same. But after a few seconds, I found myself gazing at him.

Without a second to lose, I lurched forward and supposed his cheeks, pulling his face down to capture his lips. He leaned down a little and pulled me up so my legs wrapped around his waist. I snaked my arms around his neck and continued the kiss.

After a while, he broke his and rested his forehead against mine. Closing his eyes. "You're one crazy woman, "