In The Rain [drabble]
Title: In The Rain
Pairing: Ohyass friendship
Genre: fluff??
Rating: G
Summary: Two boys met in the rain.
Author's note: Ohyass is <3333333333. I love writing them. So yeah, hope you'll like it ^^.
It was a drizzly afternoon. In the middle of a wide field, two boys stood facing each other, sharing an umbrella.
One of them, all short and cute carried the blue umbrella, wearing a similar coloured raincoat that was too big for him. On his feet was a pair of rainbow-coloured wellington boots that was mostly covered by mud.
A taller boy stood in front of him. He was dressed in green shirt and black jeans. The umbrella that the shorter boy had offered to share with him was of no use since he was already drenched from head to toe. His fringe was plastered over both his eyes, his shirt sticking to his body.
Both of the boys didn’t move, didn’t speak. They just stood there till the rain stopped. The shorter boy closed his umbrella then.
“Thank you,” the taller one said softly.
The shorter boy just smiled radiantly.
“Maybe we should play together sometime?” the shorter boy asked.
The taller boy was taken aback. He just met this boy.
“It will be fun!”
The taller boy just nodded his head.
The shorter boy shouted happily and hugged him.
“We’ll meet back here tomorrow ‘kay?”
The shorter boy then bounded off, swinging his umbrella.
The taller boy looked on, confused.
It’d been a year since that rainy afternoon when they met. The two boys stood facing each other. It was raining that afternoon too. But the shorter boy didn’t bring his blue umbrella this time. Both of them stood in the rain.
The shorter boy was dressed in all blue again. But his eyes were red.
The taller boy who was wearing a green shirt again, handed the shorter boy a tissue.
The shorter boy took it gratefully and wiped his tears.
“It’s going to be okay.”
“No… sob… It… sob… Won’t” the shorter boy mumbled in between sobs. “I don’t want to move. I want to stay here so I can play with you every day.”
The taller boy extended out his pinky finger.
The shorter boy looked up with sad puppy eyes.
“Ten years from now on, when we’re old enough, we’ll meet here again. And if that’s not enough, ten years after that we’ll meet again. Right here, at three o’clock.”
The shorter boy hooked his pinky onto the taller boy’s pinky.
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Pairing: Ohyass friendship
Genre: fluff??
Rating: G
Summary: Two boys met in the rain.
Author's note: Ohyass is <3333333333. I love writing them. So yeah, hope you'll like it ^^.
It was a drizzly afternoon. In the middle of a wide field, two boys stood facing each other, sharing an umbrella.
One of them, all short and cute carried the blue umbrella, wearing a similar coloured raincoat that was too big for him. On his feet was a pair of rainbow-coloured wellington boots that was mostly covered by mud.
A taller boy stood in front of him. He was dressed in green shirt and black jeans. The umbrella that the shorter boy had offered to share with him was of no use since he was already drenched from head to toe. His fringe was plastered over both his eyes, his shirt sticking to his body.
Both of the boys didn’t move, didn’t speak. They just stood there till the rain stopped. The shorter boy closed his umbrella then.
“Thank you,” the taller one said softly.
The shorter boy just smiled radiantly.
“Maybe we should play together sometime?” the shorter boy asked.
The taller boy was taken aback. He just met this boy.
“It will be fun!”
The taller boy just nodded his head.
The shorter boy shouted happily and hugged him.
“We’ll meet back here tomorrow ‘kay?”
The shorter boy then bounded off, swinging his umbrella.
The taller boy looked on, confused.
It’d been a year since that rainy afternoon when they met. The two boys stood facing each other. It was raining that afternoon too. But the shorter boy didn’t bring his blue umbrella this time. Both of them stood in the rain.
The shorter boy was dressed in all blue again. But his eyes were red.
The taller boy who was wearing a green shirt again, handed the shorter boy a tissue.
The shorter boy took it gratefully and wiped his tears.
“It’s going to be okay.”
“No… sob… It… sob… Won’t” the shorter boy mumbled in between sobs. “I don’t want to move. I want to stay here so I can play with you every day.”
The taller boy extended out his pinky finger.
The shorter boy looked up with sad puppy eyes.
“Ten years from now on, when we’re old enough, we’ll meet here again. And if that’s not enough, ten years after that we’ll meet again. Right here, at three o’clock.”
The shorter boy hooked his pinky onto the taller boy’s pinky.
“Promise?”
“Promise.”