#♡ ⋯ ⤳ katherine x november

[wellsygrahams-a]

♡ ⋯ ⤳ couples a to z    

[spyderlady]

Meet me in the pouring rain

(gif by cinmonzfy)

note: i always wanted to write a kate oneshot and since my peter fic did somewhat good, i had the confidence to finally do it so enjoy! <3

ꗃ pairing: kate bishop x fem!reader

ꗃ warnings: none, just my baby kate being fluffy <3

ꗃ word count: 1244

summary: kate has you waiting for her in the rain but when she shows up, she showers you with her love

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It was a gelid November evening, the sun was dim, hiding behind a blanket of dense, grey clouds. A chilly gust of wind mixed with bead-like droplets from the drizzle pierced through your skin.

"Gah!" you shivered. The coat you had on wasn't doing you any favours either. You shoved your hands deeper into the pockets, trying to find as little warmth as you could under these circumstances.

"Ugh," you groaned, uncomfortable. You disliked waiting on people, especially people who are late and at this moment, your raven haired girlfriend was late.

You tapped your feet against the wet concrete, impatient as nightfall approached. It was late fall in New York. The leaves were painted in bright shades of honey, saffron and cider. A cozy scent of pumpkin softly kissed your cheeks but then reality hit as the downpour picked up pace, louder and thicker with every passing second.

"God, Katherine!" you murmured, snuggling up under the tiny shed.

The streets had emptied by this time, the heavy downpour forcing people to opt for the indoors. You were waiting for Kate at your usual meeting spot behind Central Park. Kate begged that you walked home with her, everyday. She did not like leaving you alone, for the most part that is. 'The girlfriend of an Avenger must be accompanied by the Avenger at all times.' That's what she said, it was her logic. You didn't object either. You adored spending time with her, being involved in her shenanigans and what not. But this time, she was late. And it drove you crazy. Like the devil, the intrusive thoughts crept in, slowly. Was she okay? It was in character for Kate to be late but your meeting time was an hour ago. She was never this late. You quickly shuffled through your purse to find your phone and when you did, you were only left disappointed.

"No network? Are you serious? Damn it!" you sighed, shoving the little device back into your purse. It must be the weather messing with the signal.

Soon after, your moment was interrupted by loud footsteps, approaching towards you, swashing against the little puddles of water on the sidewalk. And then she turned around the corner and you finally saw her. Her dark, raven hair completely doused in water, tiny pearls of moisture adorned it. The grey trench coat she had on was drenched and water seeped from the hemline. Her sapphire eyes, a striking contrast with the surroundings, found your own. A tender smile, as if saying, 'I'm so so sorry' spread across her pale face. Your irritation had disappeared just by the sight of her. You were relieved, in fact.

Kate raised her hand a little to wave at you, a tiny gesture. The corners of your lips pulled up at that notion as you let out a sigh. 'Oh, Kate,' you thought. She quickly picked up on your expression and an exuberant smile followed as she quickly ran towards you.

"Hey," she said, out of breath, wiping the beads of moisture from her forehead. Her hand reached out for your forearm as her rough, archer thumb caressed your skin, lightly.

In your mind, you had already forgiven her for being late, but it was Kate, so teasing would only make sense. "You're la-"

"I'm late, I know," she cut you off, furrowing her brows and then continued. "And I promise, I can make it up to you," she said, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer which exposed you to the drizzle. You raised your eyebrows, which she picked up on quickly and added, "I swear."

"May I ask how exactly do you plan on doing that?" you softly whispered, looking up at her face.

"Well, first of all," she replied, leaning in, her warm breath kissed your cheeks before her lips found yours. Her hand reached up to cup your face, the rough surface of her palm was enough to comfort you the moment it came in contact with your skin. It was a familiar touch, even blindfolded, you'd know who those hands belonged to. You were very acquainted with them and they felt like home.

Her fingers tucked a lock of hair behind your ear as she leaned down, pressing her lips tenderly to yours.

You closed your eyes and slightly leaned upwards, standing on your toes which made you bump your nose onto hers. You breathed in gently, her scent sending you into pure euphoria. The fingers of her other hand drew tiny circles on the back of your waist. You placed your arms around her neck and locked them in. You didn't want to let go, not of her and neither of this delicate moment.

The kissing made you lightheaded. Both of you forgot that breathing was a necessity. Kate pulled apart then, a mellow smile on her lips appeared soon after. She giggled softly, the uneven skin of her thumb tracing the hollows under your eyes. After clearing her throat, she began speaking again.

"And secondly," she said, her hand reaching out for you as her long fingers gently intertwined with yours. "I'm making dinner," a subtle smirk appeared on her lips. She was quite smug making this statement.

"Katherine, do not tell me you were late because you were planning to cook dinner," you suppressed a laugh.

"Is it bad...is that bad? Now you're making it sound funny," she stammered and then bit her lower lip. Her pale cheeks were flushed, she was embarrassed.

"Oh, sweetheart," you whispered, giggling. Although you didn't want Kate to feel bad for her efforts, you did find her getting flustered, adorable. You gently exhaled before tiptoeing to nuzzle your nose onto hers. "Can't wait," you added.

"Are you mocking me?" she replied, narrowing her eyes as her lips formed into a pout.

"I'm not," you laughed and pecked her lips before pulling her onto the sidewalk as you started taking tiny strides.

"Oh, c'mon!" she exclaimed, running and closing up the small distance between you two.

You turned around to face her, still taking slow steps backwards. Kate's face was adorned with tiny crystals of dew. Her cheeks painted in a rosy hue. She panted, warm air leaving her pale pink lips. She truly was a sight for sore eyes.

You smirked and faced the other direction and started to run slowly.

"You're kidding me," she yelled but she was quick. She followed up and grabbed you by your waist. "Hah!"

You turned towards her and planted a kiss on her lips again but your soft moment under the rain was soon interrupted when Kate's leg slipped on a puddle underneath her feet. Her weight pulled you along with her as the two of you landed on the wet surface, mud splattering all over your clothes.

You looked at her, horrified and she returned the same expression but then you burst out laughing and so did she. She clutched her chest in pain. You crawled onto her lap and threw your arms around her. The sprinkling rain prevented Kate from looking straight up at you thus blinking continuously. You smiled at her, closing your eyes before touching your forehead to hers, sheltering her from the rainwater. And in this moment, nothing else mattered. What did matter was right in front of you, holding onto you as you held onto her.

"So what's for dinner?" you mumbled and the two of you burst out laughing, again.