The rain pounded against the windows, a symphony of nature's fury echoing through the room. The wind howled outside, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and the promise of a tempestuous night. Inside, the room was warm and inviting, lit only by the soft glow of a few scattered candles.

Rafayel and you found yourselves nestled on a plush bed, surrounded by a sea of pillows. The storm outside seemed to intensify, adding an extra layer of coziness to the atmosphere. Rafayel's shirt was casually unbuttoned, revealing a glimpse of his chest as he leaned back against the headboard. The flickering candlelight danced across his features, casting shadows that emphasized the intensity in his eyes.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" He asked, as which you nodded, eagerly to have a movie night with him in this stormy night.