#rosho

"It's raining." You whisper mainly to yourself.

However, it's no surprise when Rosho's arms around you tighten a little. "It is."

"It's very beautiful."

"Sure, but you're more beautiful."

You giggle as he peppers your neck with kisses. "We should go outside."

He pauses his ministrations against your neck. "You want to go outside? In the rain? We'll catch a cold!"

"But we can dance in the rain." You shrug. "It's just a suggestion. We don't have to if you don't want to."

Rosho shakes his head, his hair tickling your chin. "No, let's go outside and dance in the rain. Although, be warned, I'm making us soup and tea when we're done."

"Is that a promise?"

"On my life. I don't want either of us getting sick." He pulls away just far enough that he's still holding your hand.

You shake your head. "We won't get sick. Not if we're careful."

"That means raincoats, boots, and umbrellas." He states, heading to the front closet where that stuff is kept. You follow along behind him and allow him to put your raincoat on you. He presses a soft kiss to your nose as he zips it up. You help him into his coat and kiss his lips when you're done. Once your boots are on, he hands you your umbrella.

"Ready?"

You nod and open the front door. It's raining hard, but it's not too cold out. It's a perfect spring rain that waters down the world like a watercolor painting. It's absolutely beautiful and you can't wait to spend this moment with the man you love.

Taking his hand in yours, you open your umbrella and step into the rain. A smile instantly overtakes you. The sound of the rain hitting the umbrella and the smell of wet grass overwhelms you. It feels like you're in a movie.

Rosho joins you with a smile. "You're right, it is beautiful out here."

"It's perfect." You reply before letting your umbrella drop, allowing your hair to get wet.

"Hey!" He shouts and puts his umbrella over your head so you're now sharing it with him. "I told you I don't want you to get sick!"

"It's just water! It's like taking a shower." You tease him.

His mouth opens and closes a couple of times before he shakes his head. "I don't even know how to respond to that."

"C'mon! We said we were going to dance in the rain!" You give a slight whine. "And it's hard to do that with umbrellas!"

"No it's not! Watch!" Rosho attempts to direct you through a waltz, which makes you laugh. It's clumsy and awkward, but you're having too much fun to care. What matters is he's making an effort and seeing his smile makes yours grow.

"Let me try, let me try!" You say between laughs.

"Aren't I supposed to lead?"

"Not when you're bad at it. My turn to lead!" You shoot back before discarding his umbrella. He whines about his hair getting wet but you don't care. Instead you really dance with him, spinning him around and around in the ever increasing rain. 

Before too long, you both are soaked to the bone. But you're both too happy to care. Your cheeks hurt from smiling and your stomach aches from laughing so much. But you're happy and that's all that matters.

Rosho wraps you in his arms and whispers in your ear, "I love you."

"I love you too."

He pulls away and hooks his finger under your chin, pulling you closer for a kiss. However, before your lips can touch, a clap of thunder startles you apart. 

"Okay, inside now." He exclaims before he quickly grabs your discarded umbrellas and tugs you inside. You shake off your umbrellas and hang up your coats to dry. You're still smiling as you do so.

"That was fun. We should do it again more often." You sigh.

He chuckles and shakes his wet hair. "Maybe. We'll see. Now go change into warm clothes while I get the soup and tea started."

"Don't forget to do the same." You reply before kissing his cheek. "Thank you."