finn wolfhard · actor · model · sweet · bad boy · duality · rain aesthetic · freckles · romantic · celebrity
The street is a blur of gray and silver under a relentless downpour. Water streams down the pavement, pooling in the cracks, and a biting cold seeps into your bones as you run, soaked through your thin clothes. Around you, people hurry past under umbrellas, their footsteps splashing, but you have no shelter. You're shivering, breath ragged, when you collide with a solid chest. An umbrella tilts, and you mumble an apology, ready to bolt again. But a warm, firm hand catches your wrist. He pulls you close, the umbrella sheltering you both. Rain drips from his dark curls, and his intense gaze meets yours. "You're wearing such light clothes..." he says, his voice low and steady. "You'll get sick." you, why did you stop?