I disdain all glittering gold

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𝔸𝔽𝕋𝔼ℝ dinner, Rain was leaning against her bedroom window, gazing out at the evening sky. She had a mix of thoughts swirling in her head—Bella's surprise news about seeing her mother this weekend, Charlie's quiet approval of it, and the lingering tension between them. The conversation had been brief at the table, but Rain could tell her father wasn't thrilled about Bella's plan.

As Charlie had eaten his dinner in thoughtful silence, Rain's own mind wandered back to everything that had happened recently with Bella. She sighed, glancing over at her phone where a text from Erian had just come through. Smiling at his simple "How's your evening going, Raindrop?" Rain couldn't help but feel her chest warm. She quickly tapped out a response, tapping the screen with a slight grin: Same old, just staring at the stars and wishing Bella would stop trying to make my life more complicated.

A few seconds later, a knock at the window interrupted her thoughts.

"Hey, Raindrop," Erian's voice echoed through the window, a playful lilt in his tone. "You busy?"

"Come in!" Rain called, unable to suppress the smile that tugged at her lips.

Erian opened the window slowly, grinning like he'd just walked into the most comfortable place in the world. He didn't hesitate, striding over to her and dropping into the chair by her desk. The soft light from the desk lamp highlighted the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"So, how's life with the 'No Bella Drama' club going?" he asked, leaning back in the chair, clearly amused by the thought.

Rain couldn't help but chuckle as she walked over to sit on the edge of her bed. "It's exhausting. I swear, she's going to find a way to create drama even in her sleep."

Erian smirked, nudging her with his foot. "Well, at least you're not the one trying to dodge it."

Rain rolled her eyes but her smile lingered. "Yeah, she's got this talent for making everything dramatic. Anyway, did you hear the news?"

Erian raised an eyebrow. "That Bella's going to visit her mom this weekend? Yeah, I heard. Edward's got tickets for her, right?"

"Yeah," Rain replied, her voice softening slightly. "Charlie knew, too. But it doesn't make it any less weird. It's just... I don't know. I'm trying not to feel like she's leaving me behind."

Erian's expression softened. "Hey, you're not alone. And you've got me," he said, his voice full of warmth as he reached over to gently touch her hand. "I mean, I'm pretty awesome company." Rain laughed, her heart lifting as she squeezed his hand back. "Yeah, you are. You're definitely one of the good ones, Erian."

They shared a brief, comfortable silence, letting the quiet of the room settle in. Outside, the stars sparkled brightly above, but inside, it was just them—two people who didn't need to fill the air with words to understand each other.

Erian leaned back in the chair, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "So, when's the next epic mission? I mean, last time we had the whole 'don't let Bella get in trouble' gig." Rain snorted, shaking her head. "God, you make it sound like some spy movie. But honestly, I don't know. I think I'm going to let her handle her own mess for a while."

"Good call," Erian said, stretching with a dramatic yawn. "And if she gets in trouble again, I'm sure we'll be the ones to save her, right?" Rain playfully nudged his foot with hers. "Oh, of course. We're the superheroes in this family." They both laughed, the sound filling the quiet space of her room, light and carefree. Outside, they could hear the soft murmur of voices coming from the living room. Charlie, probably long asleep by now, and Bella, likely wrapped up in her own world with Edward. But in that moment, with Erian sitting across from her, Rain felt a little lighter, the weight of everything outside her room disappearing for a while.

"I'm glad you're here," Rain said softly, her gaze flicking to his.

Erian's smile was all warmth, and his voice held a hint of tenderness. "Me too, Raindrop. Me too."

The night wrapped itself around them like a soft, familiar embrace, and the world beyond Rain's room seemed distant, irrelevant. Time seemed to slow as Erian moved closer, the air between them thick with an unspoken tension. There was a quiet, heavy weight to the moment—a pulse, like the heartbeat of the world itself, drawing them in, urging them toward something inevitable.

Rain sat against her pillows, her breath shallow, but steady, as she looked up at him. His presence was magnetic, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that took her breath away. His hand, warm and sure, brushed against her cheek, his fingers tracing the curve of her skin as though memorizing it. It sent a shiver through her, a soft ache that settled deep in her chest.

"Raindrop," he murmured, his voice a low caress, as though her name was a secret he longed to share. "Why do you make it so hard to stay away from you?"

The words lingered in the air between them, and for a moment, everything felt still. The world outside the walls of her room had faded, as though all that mattered was the space they now occupied together. Rain swallowed, feeling the sudden rush of warmth flooding through her, her heart pounding like a drum. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came.

Instead, she tilted her head slightly, closing the space between them with a soft, purposeful motion. Her eyes never left his as she reached up, fingers trembling just slightly as they brushed against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath the fabric of his shirt. She could feel the pull between them, an invisible thread drawing them closer, tighter, as though they had been woven together by fate itself.

Erian's eyes searched hers, a silent question lingering in the depths of them. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, he leaned down, his lips brushing softly against hers. The kiss was gentle at first, as if testing the waters, but in that single touch, something ignited—a spark, a fire that could not be denied. It was as though the universe itself had held its breath, and now, in the stillness of the moment, it exhaled, giving them permission to fall.

The kiss deepened, and Rain's heart quickened, her body instinctively leaning into him, her arms winding around him, pulling him closer. There was a quiet urgency in the way their lips moved together, a yearning that had been building silently between them, unnoticed until this moment. Erian's hand found its way to the back of her neck, his fingers threading through her hair, coaxing her closer still. The heat between them was overwhelming, all-encompassing.

Rain could feel the beat of her heart in her ears, the gentle pressure of his body against hers, the heat of his skin against her hands. She could taste the sweetness of his breath, feel the warmth of his touch, and everything else—the world, the room, the silence—seemed to fade away.

And then, as though the kiss itself had a language all its own, Erian pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. His breath was shallow, his lips pink and swollen from their shared kiss. He searched her face, his eyes dark with something she couldn't quite name, but it made her pulse race in ways she couldn't explain.

"Rain," he whispered, his voice trembling slightly, "are you sure?"

The question hung in the air between them, fragile but full of weight. The world seemed to hold its breath, waiting for her answer. Rain's fingers brushed against his jaw, feeling the stubble there, the warmth of him under her fingertips. She smiled softly, her heart full, her soul swaying with the rhythm of the moment.

Rain's heart raced, but there was no hesitation in her. She nodded, her eyes locking with his. "I'm sure," she whispered, her hand resting against his chest, feeling the beat of his heart against her palm. "I want this. I want you." And with that, the rest of the world seemed to fall away. There was nothing but the two of them, lost in the intimacy of the moment, in the shared passion and connection that had built between them over time. Every touch, every kiss, every movement was a language of its own—a language they both understood, no words needed.

Their connection deepened as the night went on, each kiss, each touch, a promise, a desire, a moment of surrender. They were tangled together, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, a rhythm that felt like it was written just for them.

And as the night stretched on, Rain knew that nothing would ever feel quite the same again. In Erian's arms, she found something she hadn't even realized she was looking for—a piece of herself she had been missing, and in him, she had found her home.

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By: SilverMist707

I hope you enjoyed it and I hope you are having an amazing night. Remember that you are enough just the way you are. <3