𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑⁰¹ʰᵉᵐᵐⁱⁿᵍˢ✓

⁴²bring on the rain

clementine

"Clem, are you sure we should be doing this?" Luke asks, his voice showing obvious uncertainty. But I run across the grass of the park with absolute certainty on my heels.

After quickly dropping off Darth back at the flat, I brought Luke in the park once again and strolled into the grassier areas just as everyone else walked off with their open umbrellas, got into their cars and cabs, and drove off for shelter.

I'm more than ecstatic to dance under the rolling nimbus clouds, nothing would do greater joy today, especially if Luke might dance with me.

"Yes, I'm sure!" I shout back at him, noticing people giving us odd looks as they walk off and open their own umbrellas. "Besides, have you never danced in the rain?" I asked Luke, skipping towards him and linking my arm with his.

It hasn't rained yet, but by the looks of the heavens, it'll pour hard.

Luke shakes his head, worriedly looking up. "No... not really. Don't you get colds right after?"

I shrug. "Some, but I don't. I was born to do this," I run off and raise my arms to the sky, a wide grin on me as I stomped my foot on the ground. "Bring on the rain!" I shout at the top of my lungs, followed by laughter from Luke.

"Oh my god, Clem, stop -"

Just as he tries to stifle me, the sky booms with thunder, surprising both Luke and I. The godly sound rolls off, which brings me to a smile as I watch the clouds brighten momentarily, knowing that lightning has struck somewhere.

Not a minute later, small droplets land on me, and I jump up and down in celebration, Luke standing beside him in total shock.

"What kind of power do you -" Once again, a loud clap of thunder interrupts him, making him jump and turn around at the sound. "Okay, now that's just rude," He mutters to himself.

Before we know it, New York is pouring with rain, and everyone but Luke and I are hiding. Instead, I'm belting out Fleetwood Mac and throwing out my cares along with the rain, to the soil and furthest away from me.

"I never did believe in miracles! But I've a feeling it's time to try!" I know for a fact that my voice isn't the most appealing thing, but for now, I also know that Luke doesn't care if I sound like shit, so really, there's no shame either way.

Luke's fighting back a smile, from the looks of it, his soggy, curly hair framing his face, his white shirt sticking to his chest and accentuating his fit tones.

I draw my eyes up to his, urging him to sing along with me. "Come on, I know you know this. Sing with me, Hemmings," I wrap my hand around his and try making him dance, but he stays still and continues to smile at me. "What?" I ask curiously.

He shrugs and pulls me closer, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and walking with me. "Nothing, you're just very... happy," He smiles down at me. "It's making me happy too,"

I giggle and turn. "You know what would make me happier? If you sang with me," I poke his abdomen and watch him cringe away. "Come on, Hemmings Flemmings, you can do it,"

He snorts. "Flemmings? Really?" He laughs and pokes me back, which I quickly jump away from. "Make it better, Ivers Divers,"

I give out an exaggerated gasp. "How dare you, Flemmingo!" I playfully hit his arm, which he dramatically falls over the grass with the back of his hand over his forehead.

He sighs playfully. "You've successfully wounded me, Ivers. I can't believe you'd hurt me like this," He clutches his chest in a theatrical manner, and I kneel next to him, watching the rain run over his nose, down to his cheeks, making him look a lot shinier.

I pout. "Aw, does Flemmingo have a booboo?" I tease, watching him furrow his brows.

"Yes! I have a booboo of the heart because you keep calling me that!" He lies back, looking peaceful as the moody weather goes on.

I lean back and lie beside him, my arm right by his, my face turned to the sky as it let off cold droplets.

This might be what peace is like; complete control over yourself though the world is in shambles. Yes, it's just rain, and I'm just lying on the grass in Central Park, but I'll take anything.

"I hear you thinking..." Luke blurts out, his voice calm and soothing my racing thoughts.

"And I am,"

"What about?"

I shrug even though I know he's not looking at me. "Everything, nothing... you," I open my eyes and turn my head towards him, bracing the impact of the raindrops on my eyelids.

A soft smile tugs at the corners of his lips and he says nothing.

"And you?" I ask in return. "What are you thinking about?"

He chuckles, his dimple popping for a second. "How this was actually a great idea," He answers. "You're full of great ideas and I wish I would've met you sooner,"

This brings a smile to me, and I lead back and close my eyes. "But better late than never, Hemmings,"

I hear him get up, huffing out a breath and trying to dust off wet grass. "Come on," He says and I open my eyes to him holding out a hand.

I take it and quickly feel him hoist me up, my free hand landing on his chest as his arm wraps around my waist. "I never did believe in the way of magic, but I'm beginning to wonder why," He continues the song for me as he sways us, and I have to bite down my lip to fight the urge of breaking into a large grin.

He parts his body with mine and quickly twirls me, reminding me of when we danced just yesterday evening before the band's show.

"God, singing randomly in the rain is kind of weird," I say, which he laughs at and nods in agreement. "Very High School Musical of us,"

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a short chapter of clem n luke fun cuz
i thought we dont have enough of that
also might be the inspiration for one 5sos
song in this pw au O.O

ps. luke's pov of this chap is the part
called 'act i' waaaaay at the start
yes i did sneak that there, so what

and yooo listening to the song
while reading is so nice (￣▽￣)

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ily, stay safe, tpwk