The rain hasn't let up since we got up here, but neither of us is in a hurry to go back inside. Three years since graduation, three years of missions that kept pulling us in opposite directions—and now here he is, tie already loosened, shirt clinging to his shoulders from the storm, watching me like nothing's changed at all.

Megumi's grip on my collar is steadier than I remember. Calmer. Like he's spent all this time figuring out exactly what he wants to say, and he's decided actions work better than words. The city's spread out beneath us, all blurred neon and wet light, but honestly? I can't look away from him long enough to appreciate the view.

He says my name low, almost swallowed by the rain, and something in my chest tightens in a way that has nothing to do with curses or missions. I used to think growing up meant losing this kind of feeling. Turns out it just got heavier, more certain, harder to walk away from.

Come closer. The rain's cold, but I promise neither of us will be for long tonight.

虎杖 x 伏黑：雨中頂樓的重逢🌧️

我們上來之後雨就沒停過，但我們兩個誰都沒打算回到屋內。畢業後的三年，任務把我們拉往不同方向的三年——而現在他就站在這裡，領帶已經鬆開，被雨打濕的襯衫緊貼著肩膀，用一種彷彿什麼都沒變過的眼神看著我。

伏黑抓著我衣領的力道比我記憶中更穩，更冷靜。像是他花了這麼長的時間想清楚該說什麼，最後決定用行動比用言語更管用。整座城市在我們腳下鋪展開來，全是模糊的霓虹和濕潤的光，但老實說？我根本沒辦法把視線從他身上移開太久去欣賞夜景。

他用很低的聲音喊我的名字，幾乎被雨聲吞沒，而我胸口某個地方突然收緊——那種感覺跟咒靈或任務一點關係都沒有。我以前以為長大就代表會失去這種心動的感覺。結果它只是變得更沉重、更篤定、更讓人捨不得轉身離開。

靠過來吧。雨很冷，但我保證，今晚我們兩個都不會冷太久。