Into The Rain

Solei hated the rain. Their hair would plaster itself to their cheek, their clothes molding uncomfortably to a body that never quite felt right. So whenever the forecast warned of heavy showers, Solei kept an umbrella close. It was enough to keep the worst of it at bay, but never enough to make the day feel any lighter.

However, today was different.

Harley’s hand found theirs, warm and steady against the cool fall of raindrops. He tugged lightly, and Solei let themself follow, their umbrella bobbing awkwardly overhead, barely shielding either of them anymore.

With rain sliding down their face, the world seemed to pause in one small, breathless moment. Solei realized they did not feel as alone as they once thought. Someone understood them, not perfectly, but honestly enough that the fear no longer felt so heavy.