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You didn’t get a lot of time to yourself. Your job sapped a lot of energy, so on the few days you weren’t working you were normally recharging at home. Though, rarely, you would have energy left over to go out and enjoy yourself. Finally, one of those days had come.
You were walking along the streets of Tokyo with a bag in hand and music playing in one ear. You had visited a couple stores by now and you were sure you had the energy for a couple more before you called it a day. Treating yourself always felt pretty nice, though you knew it’d be much more enjoyable if you had a friend or someone to enjoy it with. Maybe to hold you back from your impulse purchasing a little too. You chuckled softly to yourself.
Poking around the stores and looking at all the different merchandise was enjoyable. Though, you were simply window shopping at this point. You didn’t have much room left to carry anything, let alone afford some of these things. Luckily, window shopping was just as nice.
As the day moved on, you noticed the sky growing darker. It was a bright, clear day when you started. Now the sky was sad and gray with cotton clouds and the increasing smell of petrichor. You frowned and started your trek home, searching for the nearest station. You knew you should have headed back once the clouds gathered.
You didn’t make it to the station in time. The clouds broke and rain poured down on you. You yelped as the cold water soaked your skin, holding your bags overhead to shield yourself. The downpour momentarily blinded you, making it hard to see where you should go for some shelter. Your floundering didn’t go unnoticed. A firm hand took hold of your arm and pulled you along until you were finally free of the weather. You tightly wrapped your arms around yourself and shivered, blinking away the last of the rain in your eyes and looking around for whoever aided you.
Beside you stood a tall gentleman in a tan suit. Though it appeared more brown from all of the rain that seeped into it. There was something familiar about him. His stern face, his stoic demeanor. You couldn’t name it, though. And the longer you looked in order to figure it out, the more you realized how much his wet clothes attempted to cling to him.
He pushed his blond hair out of his face and met your lingering gaze. When he raised his brow you realized that you had been staring too long. Heat reached your cheeks and you averted your gaze, picking your ear bud out of your ear and snapping it back into its charging case
“Thanks.” You said, keeping your eyes away.
He didn’t respond. Seemingly waiting for something. But you simply wrapped your arms around yourself and watched the rain. It fell in a misty curtain. The thick clouds growing darker still. Then a roll of thunder rumbled through the sky.
“Eeesh…”
“The storm won’t let up for at least a few hours.” The man stated simply. You sagged your shoulders.
“That figures…”
That voice sparked some recognition in you, looking him over once more and tilting your head.
“…Is your name Kento by any chance? Kento Nanami?”
“It is,” he nodded, “I was beginning to believe you had forgotten me.” You shook your head with a nervous laugh. You had forgotten. But only momentarily.
You had actually thought of Nanami more than a few times over the separation. Not only him, but your other classmates as well. Gojo was a little easier to keep contact with, you just followed his Instagram and he was always updating it. Ieiri would call you on occasion to catch up. But Nanami was hard to contact. You assumed he didn’t want to be found.
Yet now he was standing beside you after whisking you out of the storm. Even outside of high school, he never stopped being somber and formal, it seemed. A smile pricked at the corners of your mouth. You always liked that about him.
The two of you stood sheltered from the relentless rain and a mix of emotions filled you. It had been years since you last saw Nanami. You couldn't help but feel a bit guilty for letting so much time pass without reaching out. Once you got your job, time became a melting blur that was difficult to decipher.
“Sorry I never reached out. I tried to, but I didn’t want to pester you.” You scratched the back of your head. Nanami’s expression was unreadable and he waved your apology off with a nonchalant hand.
“No need for apologies.”
“Well, then, how have you been?” You asked as you drifted your sight over the area. You had been walking for so long today, a moment off of your feet would be great. But there was nowhere to sit and leaning on the wall would barely help the growing ache in your legs at this point.
“Busy. As usual. I was on my way to meet with someone.” He said.
“Ah. I’ve been busy too. Finally had a day to myself,” you lifted your bags to show him, “too bad the rain is keeping you from work. I know you hate distractions and such.”
Nanami went quiet for a moment, looking down at you as you searched for someplace to sit and wrapped your arms around yourself to brace against the cold that seeped into your bones. You held yourself and shivered. Your clothes clung to your curves, your deliciously full figure catching his eye and making it hard to look away.
“Some distractions are fine.” Nanami’s expression softened towards you. You felt heat rise to your cheeks and you nervously giggled. The rain showed no sign of letting up anytime soon, but a short hop away was a nice, warm, cozy looking coffee shop. A bit full since every one was avoiding the weather, but hopefully better than staying outside.
You pointed to it and hiked one of your bags up on your shoulder.
“Hey, want to get a coffee and catch up? We can make a quick sprint over there.”
“They seem a bit crowded,” he hummed, “but that sounds like a good idea. Maybe we could stop at my place instead, dry off, etc.”
“Wh— uh… don’t you have someone you needed to meet with?” You asked, fixing your hair and feeling the terrible heat burning your face.
“He can wait. I’ve wanted to see you for years.”
You blinked in surprise at him, tightening your hold on yourself. His eyes flickered down at your shivering body, lingering a moment before returning to your gaze.
"We should get going. You're shaking."
The rain pattered on the windows as you sat on Nanami's couch, a thick blanket wrapped around you and Nanami away in the kitchen preparing coffee. You were thankful for the respite from the weather and standing. You hadn't realized how much your legs ached until you finally got to give them a break. You breathed a sigh and nestled into the couch. It was so comfortable, you were so close to falling asleep.
"You can turn something on if you're bored." Nanami chimed, startling you. You lifted your head and wondered if you should before laying back down and humming lazily.
"It's alright. If we get too comfortable you'll probably get reprimanded later."
"Don't worry about that," he sat beside you and set the mugs of coffee on the coffee table, "It's past 5. It will wait." He leaned back. At some point he changed into dry clothes. Simple slacks and a casual long sleeved shirt. He definitely wasn't planning on heading out again. You wiggled yourself out of the blanket and grabbed your mug, blowing over the drink and dispersing the steam rising in your vision.
"You're pretty hard to find, you know. If we hadn't run into each other, we might never have seen each other again." You said, looking at your reflection in the dark liquid.
"We always had a friend connecting us. I assumed one of them would give you my number." He said, folding his arms. You slanted your mouth and looked aside. Hindsight and all that. You probably should have asked one of them. You felt silly about it now.
"At least fate let us meet up." You laughed faintly. You pulled the blanket tighter around you, shivering slightly. You were almost jealous that he could change into dry clothes. You hated the way the fabric stuck to your skin. And you were beginning to feel bad that you were getting one of his blankets wet. But he offered it to you, so it couldn't be unexpected.
"Are you still cold?" He asked, breaking you from your thoughts. He must have noticed the discomfort on your face.
"Kind of. I wish I had something to change into." You watched the steam finally peter out and enjoyed the mild, nutty taste of the brew.
"I don't have anything to lend you." He stated. You nodded. You were a bit thicker than he was, it would be hard to use any of his clothes. But he had thought of something else. Once you were done with your drink momentarily, setting it back on the table, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his lap. You squeaked with surprise, hiding your face in the blanket as you were settled into his warm embrace.
It was a nice and firm hold. Ensuring you sat comfortably, leaning against his chest. You were stiff, nervous. But the radiating warmth made it hard to remain still.
"You can relax." He said. You could hear the faintest notes of amusement in his voice.
"You sure? I'm not... too heavy or something?"
"Of course not." He shook his head. You pursed your lips and reluctantly rested your head on his shoulder. You slowly let yourself relax, turning slightly into him, one hand resting on his chest and the other tugging on the blanket.
The room was quiet. Just both of your breathing and the patter of rain on the window. You kind of regretted not turning on the TV. Not that the quiet and the calm wasn't nice. It just made you feel awkward.
"You know... I've thought about you holding me a lot in school." You muttered.
"Is that so?"
"What? Is that weird to admit?"
"I've thought of holding you a few times too." He admitted, his voice soft and low. You smiled and rubbed your arm nervously. He brought a hand up to caress your cheek, his touch ghosting your skin.
"Really?"
"Mhm... I'm glad we ran into each other. I don't want to miss this chance." His voice was a sweet hum that graced your ears. You shivered a little and he tightened the embrace. Your eyes flickered from his gaze to his lips and back again. You could feel your body warming up greatly.
"T-this chance?" You asked softly. He gently took your chin, lifting your face. His eyes half lidded and glittering with want as he leaned in close to you.
"May I kiss you?" He whispered. You swallowed. You weren't expecting him to be so close. Nor were you expecting him to ask that. You took a deep breath, not realizing that you were forgetting to breathe.
"Y... Yes."
Nanami pulled you in, pressing his lips against yours. There was a spark that ran through you once your lips touched. The feeling made you flinch and grip his shirt. Nanami hugged you tightly against him, pulling away slowly before going in with more force and fervor. His hand on your cheek trailing down the side of your neck and resting on your nape. You took his shirt in each hand, gripping him like you might float away. It took you both some effort to pull apart again.
You'd be lying if you said you weren't hoping to kiss him one day. For it to be so soon surprised you.
"That was nice." You smiled, a little awkward.
"It was," he chuckled, holding you by your back and your thigh, "it'll be a while before the storm passes."
"Then it's a good thing we'll be staying warm together." You smiled, relaxing into his shoulder once more. This was the best day to have a storm. It interrupted your plans, but what it led to was so much better. Safe inside with Nanami, wrapped in his embrace.