Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica in any way. All credit goes to Nakamura Shungiku. This work is for entertainment purposes only.

It didn't matter that they had been arguing, only that Miyagi couldn't even remember what they'd been arguing about.

It didn't matter that Shinobu had run away, looking tearful; only that Miyagi had caught him and pulled him close.

It didn't matter that they were both soaked to the skin from the pouring rain.

The only thing that mattered was that they were standing in the middle of the storm, thunder rumbling in the distance, kissing one another, skin warm under damp clothing.

Miyagi broke away from Shinobu and gently brushed the boy's hair away from his face.

In fact, the only thing that really mattered was that they were standing together, in the wind and the rainfall, and the only thing they cared about was one other.

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