You loved the rain. It was something you always found calming, even though it was sometimes interrupted by lightning, it stayed the most beautiful thing to you. Finn noticed that and would secretly pray that it would rainevery time the two of you hung out, just so that he could see the pure look of contentment on your face.

Today was Finn’s lucky day. It started pouring a few minutes after he arrived at your house. Now the two of you were seated in your built in window seat inside your bedroom. You were settled in between Finn’s legs, your back pressed against his chest as the two of you watched the raindrops trickle down the window.