Why the hell was it still dark? He wondered in his sleep-dazed mind if the sky had maybe fallen down until he heard the soft telltale sound of rain ticking on the roof. He opened his eyes again and saw the little droplets of water trickling down his window. Groaning, he turned around again.

This was the kind of day that should be spent inside, on the couch wrapped in a pile of blankets with a mug of hot cocoa with mini marshmallows. And Disney movies. Reluctantly he got up and after putting on clothes and fixing his hair he took out his phone.
One missed call and 3 new messages.

From: Blaine

Kurt it's raining! We should play in the rain! It's awesome :D

From: Blaine

Kurt. Playing in the rain. Wake up.

From: Blaine

I'm coming over to play in the rain with you.

Kurt stared at the screen incredulously. Blaine would not make the two hour drive to Lima just so he could mess up Kurt's hair by going outside, would he? As if on cue the doorbell went.
Apparently he would. He quickly made his way downstairs to open the door to a thoroughly soaked boyfriend.

"It's raining." Kurt stated dryly.

Blaine's grin almost split his face in half.

"I love rain."

Kurt looked at him with his best bitch-please look, but before he could do or say anything, Blaine had already pulled him outside by his hands. Within seconds he was soaked to the bone. Turning around to glare at his boyfriend for getting him this messed up and dirty, all he saw was a teenage boy jumping around, dancing in the rain like a little kid. And he fell in love with him all over again. He ran to Blaine and threw his arms around his neck. Blaine whirled around with the biggest smile Kurt had ever seen and took his hand.

They jumped around in puddles, got soaked to the bone and ice cold. Kurt paused to look at Blaine and big brown eyes stare into his own. He can see Blaine's eyes already fluttering close and he was angling his head slightly and… Kurt gave him a quick peck on the nose before he ran off into the rain with a "Catch me if you can!" Blaine shook his head but quickly chased after him, tackling him to the wet grass, rolling around in it, channeling their inner little kid, just having some good old fun.

They spent the next day on the couch together, wrapped in a pile of blankets with two mugs of hot cocoa with little marshmallows watching Disney movies. Both boys were sniffling and coughing but the smiles from the day before were still etched on their faces while the rain kept steadily pouring down outside.