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AZRA x gn!Reader 0.6k Words | SFW | Picnic Dates Gone Astray -> Prompts: Going On Long Walks & Kissing in the Rain [ 2K Event Masterlist ]
“I’m sorry," Azra mutters with sincere disappointment.
You rub your arms to warm them up, but you offer him a small smile despite the rain dripping down your face. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.”
Azra looks like he wants to argue further but decides against it. He glances down and kicks angrily at the dirt path turned muddy by the rain. His body is tense like a wire, and you recognize the frustrated tone in his voice.
He had a rare night off work and he suggested doing something a little more adventurous for your dinner date. The weather forecast was clear when you reached your picnic spot. Within minutes of starting to eat, dark clouds rolled in and the first drops of rain trickled down. He found a semi-dry boulder off the path for you to sit on, and he shrugged off his jacket and placed it over your shoulders.
He paces with nervous energy while he takes out his phone and calls Zekhan and have him bring the car. It's too wet and cold for your picnic, and he wants to get you home quickly before you get sick.
“—you think I would’ve planned this if I knew it was going to rain?” Azra grumbles into the phone. He glances at you and rolls his eyes, and you cover your mouth to stifle your laughter.
His mouth ticks up into a smile, but then he frowns at something his assistant says on the other end. “Of course I gave them my jacket!“ and you listen with amusement as the two of them bicker back and forth. You’re touched that most of their conversation seems to be focused on making sure you're being taken care of.
He sighs tiredly when he finally hangs up the call. “He’s on his way, but we need to meet him at the bottom of the path.” He kneels in front of you and rubs your arms gently. Even though his borrowed jacket is keeping you warm and dry, the wind is picking up and you shiver. His own shirt is soaked through and sticking to his skin, but if he feels bothered by the weather, he's doing a good job of hiding it from you.
“Are you sure you don’t want to wear this?” you ask him worriedly.
He shakes his head. “I’m fine, love. You keep it on. I don’t want you to get sick on me, not when I’ve still got a chance to salvage our evening together.”
He offers you his hand and pulls you up. He takes the basket with the half-eaten dinner in one hand and laces your fingers together with the other. Every now and then, he glances up at the sky and glares as if the clouds ruined his romantic plans on purpose.
It doesn’t take too long to walk down the path and back to the main road. You spot a familiar pair of headlights in the distance; they flash at you, and Azra waves back in acknowledgement.
You tug on his hand to stop him, and he looks back at you questioningly. “I know things didn’t turn out the way you planned, but I appreciate the effort anyway.” You lean forward and peck his lips with a quick kiss, and you smile when he looks stunned and blinks at you dazedly. “Thank you.”
After a moment he grins at you and leads you to the car. He opens the back door for you so you can slide in first. “Oh, don’t worry—I already have some ideas how I can make this up to you,” he murmurs against your lips when he slides in next to you and pulls you close for another kiss. “I promise.”