the rain pattered against the glass of your window, your boyfriend’s arms tightening around your waist. he managed to get sick, of course. you had told him to wear a jacket during training, since it would rain. but did he listen? no, which is why it was now seven in the morning, he called in sick and is now sniffling in your ear, repeatedly. the only thing you could see was his blonde hair blocking your vision, that was about it. every couple of minutes, he’d ask another stupid question. you’ve never seen him this clingy before, seriously. it was weird.