Summoned

Ashton sat there for a while, still while playing with his mate's hair that was blocking his face. Soon, there were soft snores coming from the man lying on his chest. It was really late at night, therefore it was not just Caleb, but Ashton as well so was tired as hell. 

However, Ashton didn't want to miss out on witnessing the face of his peacefully asleep mate. Caleb's features had matured over the span of eight years. His jaw was more prominent along with the visible beard line on his clean shaven face. Somehow Caleb appeared even more handsome to him. 

Suddenly, Caleb's brow puckered and he woke up in a jolt. Before Ashton could ask what was wrong he felt a few droplets on his exposed back of the palm. It was raining, again. 

Caleb sat up, agitated by the droplets and within that tiny duration of Caleb's action the rain came down like a freaking storm on them. Their car was still far away rendering them unable to reach there without being soaking wet.