FAKE Ficlet: Spring Storm
Title: Spring Storm
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo
Rating: PG
Word Count: 874
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Spring weather can be unpredictable.
Content Notes: None needed.
Written For: Prompt ‘Any, Any, icy spring rain’ at spring_renewal.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters.
Ten minutes ago there’d been bright spring sunshine and blue skies. There’d been clouds as well, mostly fluffy white ones, a few with a greyer tinge, but nothing to worry about on such a glorious April day. A lot could change in ten minutes though.
Dee hadn’t even noticed much in the way of a breeze, but somehow, without him even being aware of it, the morning had gone from balmy spring weather to… this.
The rain felt cold as ice and he was pretty sure there were hailstones mixed in, small and stinging against his face, as he looked around for anywhere he and his lover could take shelter from the sudden deluge. The clouds overhead were darker than they had been, and steadily thickening. As if that wasn’t already bad enough, lightning flashed, momentarily dazzling him, and seconds later there was a deep rumble of thunder, loud enough to be audible even over the pounding rain.
A hand tugged at his arm.
“This way!” Ryo pulled at his partner again. “Unless you’re enjoying standing there getting soaked to the skin.”
Cursing himself for being so blasé about the weather as to come out without so much as a jacket, Dee stumbled after Ryo who, being of a more sensible and practical nature, hadn’t been as trusting. Not so long ago, Dee had been laughing at his lover, lugging a coat around with him on such a bright, sunny day. Well, he wasn’t laughing now. Ryo had a coat with a hood, and all Dee had was a cotton shirt over a t-shirt, neither of which was providing any protection whatsoever. After only a couple of minutes they were already soaked through and clinging uncomfortably.
“Was this even forecast?” he gasped as a gust of wind sent rain and hail hammering against his back and shoulders.
“It’s spring,” Ryo said, as if that explained everything. He shoved Dee ahead of him, into the dubious shelter beneath a footbridge, and Dee stood shivering, arms wrapped around himself as the rain continued to pour down, hail bouncing on the ground, sudden chill gusts occasionally whipping both under the bridge. Ryo stood with his back to the wind, taking the brunt of the weather against his coat, trying to shield his taller lover as best he could.
“If you’re gonna say ‘I told ya so’, don’t bother,” Dee grumbled through chattering teeth, sweeping dripping wet hair out of his eyes, and scowling past his partner’s shoulder. “What was I frickin’ thinkin’? It’s too early in the year for a stroll through the park.”
Ryo had the nerve to laugh. “The sun will probably be out again soon; you know how quickly the weather changes at this time of year.”
“I SHOULD know, I’ve lived here long enough, but apparently I’m gettin’ forgetful in my old age.”
“You’re thirty-two, Dee; if you think that’s old, what does that make me? I mean, I’m almost a year older than you…”
“And you’re smarter and wiser than I’ll ever be. Maybe one of these days I’ll learn to listen to ya instead of thinkin’ I know better. Look at me! Anyone would think I’ve been swimmin’ in my clothes. Next time I wanna leave home without a coat, remind me of today.”
Thunder rumbled again, but by now it was faint with distance. The rain was easing off, patches of blue sky appearing between the clouds. The last hailstones were already melting.
“We should head back. With any luck you’ll have dried out a bit by the time we reach the park entrance.”
Dee gave his lover a sheepish grin. “Sorry.”
“Whatever for?”
“I’ve kinda wrecked our day off by bein’ totally unprepared. Guess it shows I was never a boy scout.”
“You haven’t wrecked anything, Dee, it’s not like you can control the weather.”
“Yeah, but if I hadn’t been such an ass about not bringin’ a coat, we wouldn’t haveta go home.”
“I’m wearing a coat and I’m still soaked.” Ryo looked down at his sodden pants legs and shoes. “I can only imagine how you must feel.”
“Wet,” Dee quipped. “You could probably wring me out.”
“Maybe I’ll test that theory later. Come on, home and a hot shower. The rain’s almost stopped and it’s not like you can get any wetter.”
As the sun broke through, steam began to rise from the pathways. Pushing the hood of his coat back, Ryo stepped out into the brightening sunshine and Dee followed, glancing warily up at the sky, watching the storm clouds continue on their way to drench anyone else dumb enough to venture out coatless. He silently vowed that he wouldn’t make that mistake again.
Well, not until the next time.
Warmth gradually chasing away the chill of the rain, Dee fell into step beside his lover. “Think it’ll rain again?”
“Wouldn’t be surprised, but with any luck by then we’ll be home, or at least on the bus.”
“Maybe we can try this again on our next day off, weather permittin’. And I promise next time, no matter how sunny it is, I’ll bring a coat.”
Laughing, Ryo shook his head. “And break the habit of a lifetime? I’ll believe that when I see it.”
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo
Rating: PG
Word Count: 874
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Spring weather can be unpredictable.
Content Notes: None needed.
Written For: Prompt ‘Any, Any, icy spring rain’ at spring_renewal.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters.
Ten minutes ago there’d been bright spring sunshine and blue skies. There’d been clouds as well, mostly fluffy white ones, a few with a greyer tinge, but nothing to worry about on such a glorious April day. A lot could change in ten minutes though.
Dee hadn’t even noticed much in the way of a breeze, but somehow, without him even being aware of it, the morning had gone from balmy spring weather to… this.
The rain felt cold as ice and he was pretty sure there were hailstones mixed in, small and stinging against his face, as he looked around for anywhere he and his lover could take shelter from the sudden deluge. The clouds overhead were darker than they had been, and steadily thickening. As if that wasn’t already bad enough, lightning flashed, momentarily dazzling him, and seconds later there was a deep rumble of thunder, loud enough to be audible even over the pounding rain.
A hand tugged at his arm.
“This way!” Ryo pulled at his partner again. “Unless you’re enjoying standing there getting soaked to the skin.”
Cursing himself for being so blasé about the weather as to come out without so much as a jacket, Dee stumbled after Ryo who, being of a more sensible and practical nature, hadn’t been as trusting. Not so long ago, Dee had been laughing at his lover, lugging a coat around with him on such a bright, sunny day. Well, he wasn’t laughing now. Ryo had a coat with a hood, and all Dee had was a cotton shirt over a t-shirt, neither of which was providing any protection whatsoever. After only a couple of minutes they were already soaked through and clinging uncomfortably.
“Was this even forecast?” he gasped as a gust of wind sent rain and hail hammering against his back and shoulders.
“It’s spring,” Ryo said, as if that explained everything. He shoved Dee ahead of him, into the dubious shelter beneath a footbridge, and Dee stood shivering, arms wrapped around himself as the rain continued to pour down, hail bouncing on the ground, sudden chill gusts occasionally whipping both under the bridge. Ryo stood with his back to the wind, taking the brunt of the weather against his coat, trying to shield his taller lover as best he could.
“If you’re gonna say ‘I told ya so’, don’t bother,” Dee grumbled through chattering teeth, sweeping dripping wet hair out of his eyes, and scowling past his partner’s shoulder. “What was I frickin’ thinkin’? It’s too early in the year for a stroll through the park.”
Ryo had the nerve to laugh. “The sun will probably be out again soon; you know how quickly the weather changes at this time of year.”
“I SHOULD know, I’ve lived here long enough, but apparently I’m gettin’ forgetful in my old age.”
“You’re thirty-two, Dee; if you think that’s old, what does that make me? I mean, I’m almost a year older than you…”
“And you’re smarter and wiser than I’ll ever be. Maybe one of these days I’ll learn to listen to ya instead of thinkin’ I know better. Look at me! Anyone would think I’ve been swimmin’ in my clothes. Next time I wanna leave home without a coat, remind me of today.”
Thunder rumbled again, but by now it was faint with distance. The rain was easing off, patches of blue sky appearing between the clouds. The last hailstones were already melting.
“We should head back. With any luck you’ll have dried out a bit by the time we reach the park entrance.”
Dee gave his lover a sheepish grin. “Sorry.”
“Whatever for?”
“I’ve kinda wrecked our day off by bein’ totally unprepared. Guess it shows I was never a boy scout.”
“You haven’t wrecked anything, Dee, it’s not like you can control the weather.”
“Yeah, but if I hadn’t been such an ass about not bringin’ a coat, we wouldn’t haveta go home.”
“I’m wearing a coat and I’m still soaked.” Ryo looked down at his sodden pants legs and shoes. “I can only imagine how you must feel.”
“Wet,” Dee quipped. “You could probably wring me out.”
“Maybe I’ll test that theory later. Come on, home and a hot shower. The rain’s almost stopped and it’s not like you can get any wetter.”
As the sun broke through, steam began to rise from the pathways. Pushing the hood of his coat back, Ryo stepped out into the brightening sunshine and Dee followed, glancing warily up at the sky, watching the storm clouds continue on their way to drench anyone else dumb enough to venture out coatless. He silently vowed that he wouldn’t make that mistake again.
Well, not until the next time.
Warmth gradually chasing away the chill of the rain, Dee fell into step beside his lover. “Think it’ll rain again?”
“Wouldn’t be surprised, but with any luck by then we’ll be home, or at least on the bus.”
“Maybe we can try this again on our next day off, weather permittin’. And I promise next time, no matter how sunny it is, I’ll bring a coat.”
Laughing, Ryo shook his head. “And break the habit of a lifetime? I’ll believe that when I see it.”
The End