Your sat by the window, watching the howling wind slam against the small glass. The trees violently sway in the distance as the rain falls heavily on the ground, causing large puddles to appear. You've always been fascinated by storms, but this one is heavy. This one is an angry storm.

A large bang erupts from the sky, causing you to flinch in fear. Jack is sat beside you and laughs whenever you flinch. The one thing you hate about storms is the thunder, the noise sounds like a gunshot but louder. It scares you. Jack runs his calloused hands through your soft hair to soothe you druing the storm.

"Do you not like the thunder?" He softly asks you as you stare out the window and into the nature and storm outside.