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Pippa x Reader

A/N: This is gonna be a short one, but I hope you enjoy. No warnings on this one, just fluff.

You’ve always loved thunderstorms, you have ever since you were little and you would race into the living room and press you nose up against the window to watch the droplets of water race down the glass, accompanied by bright flashes of lightning. You can still remember your excitement, your breath fogging the glass, pure energy and joy coursing through your veins.

Pippa however, hates thunderstorms. She's been terrified of them since as long as you’ve known her. Because of that, your fleeting memories of watching the storm through the window were quickly replaced by ones of sitting in the middle of the living room, Pippa’s face pressed into whatever part of you she could reach, her arms wrapped around you frantically. Even if you love thunderstorms, you find that you don’t mind being pulled away from the window when it’s Pippa. There’s something so magic about her hiding your embrace, something that makes you feel big and strong and worthy because she trusts you to protect her from something so violent and unpredictable as Mother Nature. It also happens to be extremely cute how she cuddles up into you.

It’s August in New York now and you can feel the hot sticky air clinging to your skin during the days, heat that is only cooled of by thunderstorms at night. This storm has been building up all evening, and it’s past ten by the time the rain finally starts. Pippa shifts against you in her sleep as large droplets ping off your bedroom window, mumbling something about the bathroom before stumbling out of bed. You smile at her retreating back, adoring warmth filling you at Pippa’s cute, sleepy movements.