The islands were supposed to be nice, sunny, warm, and cozy. Romantic even.
Then why on earth the clouds decided to pile up so suddenly, crashing with thunders and lightning?
Noodle and 2D had frowned offended at the clouds that covered their sun and less than a minute later awkwardly looked for cover under a palm tree, D’s long body towering over Noodle protectively under the downpour, fat drops on the top of their heads, her back against the tree trunk.
She looked up, familiar with his closeness, and he smiled at her sweetly.
A kiss came naturally, expectedly so.