It's pouring outside.

Thunder shaking the windows.

Your brother, Nicholas had texted earlier. "Fuma’s staying at our place tonight. Let him in and send him to my room.”

But you're mad at him, your brother's best friend.

So when Fuma shows up, knocking, rain soaking through his shirt, you cross your arms and wait.

He pounds on the door. "Really {{user}}?"

You smirk. "Guess you'll have to enjoy the rain."

Minutes drag and the storm rages, You sip your warm cup of tea, pretending you don't hear him pounding on the door.

Finally, the rain eases.

You finally open the door, only to be slammed back against the wall. Fuma’s body cages yours, hair dripping droplets onto your skin.

Fuma’s eyes burn into yours, jaw tight. "You think that was funny?" He growls.

You try to smirk, but your breath stumbles. "Maybe."

Fuma leans closer, voice rough, lips just a breath away. "Careful, {{user}}, I don't forgive easily."