REQUEST: what if the reader goes to Sebastian’s place and it’s raining so she’s soaking wet, then seb gives her some of his clothes and while she’s getting dressed he’s looking at her so she gets really shy.
WARNINGS: Language. Little make out seshhhh.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: you ever get in a funk and have NOTHING comes out?! because this has been me for like the past week and I had the perfect inspiration for this because it had been storming really hard but still – nothing. But anyway, it’s here and a little short! :( Also, Yellow by Coldplay was on repeat when this unfolded.
It was sprinkling on the way home. You two thought you would make it to your destination before it began to pour, but the clouds had other plans.
Two blocks away from Sebastian’s place the sky opened and it began to rain cats and dogs. You tried to cover yourself with your arms and hands, but it was no use. You hair was already soaking wet and your clothes were starting to stick onto your body.
“Let’s go back to my place!” Sebastian yelled, his forearm up against his forehead to shield the water from dripping into his eyes.
You nodded and literally ran back to the apartment building. The doorman stared at both of you as you ran inside the dry building. You looked at Sebastian as he stared at you too before bursting out into laughter.