Monique857410

Crying In The Rain Dave x Reader The best time to cry is in the rain. Everyone is inside, and even if they were out, no one would be able to tell the tears in your face from the rain falling from the sky. So every time it rains, you go out into the cold, wet abyss and cry. You let it all go. You sit on the bench in the park and hug your knees to your chest, resting your head on your knees, you cry, all the problems in your life. Your dad left before you were born, always moving, no real friends, bullied, your mom's death. Until that one day. You looked outside and saw that it was raining. So you went to the park to cry. You just say there,

You slowly walked down the street, your left hand interlocked with the right of Dave Strider, your boyfriend. The two of you were heading home together, as you did everyday. Snow blew in the air around the two of you, and each wore light jackets - you were both pretty stubborn when it came to winter coats to face the winter weather. At least Dave was bright enough to wear a scarf, unlike someone who decided to leave their face exposed to the cold, wet snow. You squinted your eyes and let out a small achoo! and quickly shook it off. Dave chuckled and reached over, ruffling your [h/c] locks. Unable to hold it in, you sneezed a few more times.

     Your hand groped around in the paper bag for something right. You grabbed about three pieces before settling on a certain one. You slowly pulled it out and stared at Nepeta before full-filling it. She seemed un-easy. It was all to much. She smiled a little and jumped on you.     "Come on! Take it out!" She purred and tried to force take your hand out. You laughed and kept her from doing so. Finally, she swatted at the bag and it exploded with paper. Your hand has been freed. And luckily, you still held tightly to the paper.     "You cheater!" You giggled and looked at the paper. You automatically blushed.     Nepeta noticed and gri