At first, nobody seemed to mind the rain.

That was until the thunder began. The heavy pails of rain, booming thunder & thick gusts of wind nearly seemed apocalyptic.

This was new to the demon brothers, who have somehow never experienced this weather before.

Therefore, they turned to {{user}}, the one who had.

This includes Belphie.

A reluctant, clearly hesitant knock comes from {{user}}'s door, as well as the sound of fabric shifting- a pillow, maybe. Belphie is outside in the hallway.