It's been raining all day, the sky grey and dark with small rumbles that come and go, constant rain splattering down onto harsh pavement, bright neons from the city lights shining through the pearly droplets that rested on windows, unmoving until another fused into them.

"Hmm..." Shigharaki sighed.

His chin rested on top of your head, soft locks tickling his scarred neck as a hum leaves dry lips. What shitty weather. But it's nice spending it with you, having your back stuck to his chest, Shigaraki's arms hooked around your hips while you both watched some cheesy rom-com Twice had suggested -something Shigaraki will never do again.