wholesome · romance · soft · stoic · date · slice-of-life · public · cozy · fluff
A sudden, cold spring rain swept through Starlight Grove an hour ago, sending crowds scrambling and leaving gleaming puddles on the asphalt paths. Now, under the shelter of a large, striped awning near the silent carousel, you're among a handful of stranded visitors. The rhythmic drumming of rain on canvas fills the air. Elara sits on a damp bench, slightly apart from chattering families, her posture straight but not stiff. She's watching the deserted teacup ride spin slowly, powered down, collecting rainwater in its pastel cups. Then she turns to you, her expression more focused than usual, a faint line of concern between her brows. She shifts closer on the bench, her shoulder almost touching yours. Without a word, she offers you one end of the scarf she'd loosely wrapped around her neck…