#pitters

Bumlets hums in acknowledgment and looks up from his phone, following Skit’s gaze to the rain. In his lap, Swifty snuggles closer, arms looping around his waist.

Skittery turns to his lovers. “Can we go outside?”

Swifty mumbles something incoherent and Bumlets looks momentarily confused, barely getting out the ‘What?’ before Swifty lifts his head. His hair’s a mess and he looks sleepy.

“We’ll get drenched,” He stifles a yawn and sits up. Bumlets giggles and reaches up to fix his hair.

Skittery frowns a little. “Please?”

“Why d’you wanna go outside?” Bumlets asks, brow furrowed as he focuses on Swifty’s hair. Swifty bats his hands away playfully, rolling off Skit’s bed and going over to the mirror to fix it himself.

Shifting slightly where he’s sitting, Skittery looks away, unsure whether or not to blatantly say why he wants to go outside. It’s cringe. They might laugh at him.

“I like the rain.” He bites out.

The other two boys exchange glances and Skittery sighs, maybe a little dramatically before staring at his hands. “I wanna dance in the rain with you guys.” He mumbles.

Bumlets’ face lights up and he’s on his feet instantly, taking Skittery’s hands in his and pulling him to his feet.

“OhmyGod- You’re so cute, I- That’s adorable. C’mon- Pitters, you coming?”

Swifty turns to them, smiling. “Sure.”

Bumlets all but drags them downstairs and out the back door into the back garden. The rain isn’t too heavy and the scent of it hangs in the air as Bumlets tilts his head back to catch raindrops on his tongue before doing a little twirl and grinning at his boyfriends.

Skittery swears he feels butterflies. Even after almost a year together he still gets butterflies. He still acts like he has a crush.

It’s embarrassing.

Swifty’s hand is in his suddenly, pulling him closer, his other hand resting on Skittery’s waist and Skittery feels his face flush.

“What-“

“You wanted to dance.” Swifty smiles softly before twirling them both across the grass then dipping Skittery and leaning in to give him a quick, chaste kiss. He pulls back and Skittery is bright red.

Arms loop around his waist and Swifty picks Skittery up, spinning in a circle, grinning like an idiot when Skittery starts laughing.

Bumlets comes bouncing over to them, grinning like an idiot as Swifty puts Skittery down and steps back.

“No fair, I want a kiss too.” He huffs dramatically “You two clearly hate me.”

Scoffing, Swifty leans down to kiss him softly and when he pulls back Bumlets is giggling, rain dripping off his hair.

Bumlets goes on his tip-toes and slips his arms around Skittery’s shoulders, giving him a quick kiss before bursting into helpless giggles and burying his face in Skittery’s chest.

Humming a little, Skittery rocks them back and forth as he plants a kiss on the top of Bumlets’ head.

They stay like that for a while, swaying in the rain together, Swifty nearby, holding Skit’s free hand, head tilted back against the rain.

At some point- they lose track of time -Bumlets starts to complain about being cold and they head back inside.

Skittery and Swifty lay on Skits’ bed as Bumlets showers. Swifty’s playing with Skittery’s hair and it’s starting to send him to sleep.

“Tired, Skits?”

“….no.”

“Yeah, you are.” Swifty says fondly.

Groaning, Skitery curls against Swifty more, burying his face in his shoulder. “I’m not that tired-“

Bumlets appears and crawls onto the bed. He smells like coconuts as he snuggles up next to them and yawns obnoxiously, mumbling something about being sleepy.

He falls asleep instantly and Skittery huffs, knowing he’s not far behind. Swifty’s warm and he and Bumlets both smell nice.