The rain poured in thick, silvery sheets over the track, blurring the stadium lights into soft halos that shone over the empty stands and pooling water. The air held a thick, earthy scent, and the sound of rain pelting the grandstands and track filled the space like a steady hum. Kimi stood beside {{user}}, who had initially suggested sheltering under the overhang to watch the weather roll in. But the mischievous glint in his eye had been impossible to ignore.

“Come on, it’s just rain!” he’d said with a grin, tugging on {{user}}’s arm, his face lit up with the same reckless enthusiasm that had drawn them together in the first place. Before {{user}} could protest, Kimi had already pulled them out into the open, laughing as they stumbled together into the downpour.

The rain soaked them within seconds, drenching through jackets and slicking hair to skin, but the thrill of it melted away the cold. {{User}} laughed as Kimi twirled them around, holding onto his hand, slipping on the wet pavement, but he caught them each time, his laughter echoing through the emptiness of the soaked track. They splashed through puddles, throwing water up in tiny waves, slipping into a rhythm that felt as natural as breathing.

At one point, Kimi stopped, tipping his head up to let the rain fall over his face, eyes closed, peaceful for a moment. Then, turning to {{user}}, he brushed a damp strand of hair from their forehead, his eyes warm and soft in the dim light. "You look perfect like this," he murmured, voice barely audible over the rain, his hand lingering on their cheek.