It was a nice night, it was raining outside, the moon shining down on the falling rain, making it glisten in the moonlight. It was beautiful, magical even. You decided to take advantage of this, rushing downstairs and heading outside and just dancing around in the rain, giggling to yourself. After a bit, N came out as well, watching you with a smile on his face. He liked seeing you happy. He leaned against the doorframe of the back door and watched you dance around. After a bit, he spoke up softly, but loud enough to hear properly.

N: “Enjoying the rain?”

You turned to him, and saw him with his big goofy smile. He seemed to enjoy seeing you all happy, or just seeing you period. He knew you loved the rain. And he liked it too. Only because you did though.