#I was gonna google if japanese people would splash in the puddles before I realized that nobody actually do that

[clockworkspider]

M. Subaru!

A note that I have no idea if there's anything in canon that indicates Subaru's preferences on weather phenomenons. But I think he'd like rainstorms. I think he's the kind of kids that gets excited for rain storms.

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When it rains & storms

It rained on the day of his father's funeral, a heavy downpour.

Perhaps a sunny day would have been more suitable for a bright and shining person like his father, but Subaru liked to think that the sky was grieving too, and took comfort in that.

Subaru liked rain storms. He liked them more than the frequent light rain of the summer seasons. He liked catching the moment the clouds cleared, and the world brightened, and you could see the first rays of lights reflecting upon the puddles on the ground, the wet tiles of the roof.

When he was small, he'd run out to find the rainbow, and point it out to his parents. And his father would take him in his arms as they danced and sung, splashing around in the puddles in their rain boots, and the water droplets would sparkle as if they were in a fairytale.

"It sounds like you're actually a fan of the sun, tho?" Mao pointed out, wiping his hair with a towel. They've managed to duck inside just as it had started to pour, so it wasn't too bad.

"But light is never as bright on sunny days tho? And the sun doesn't sparkle, but water puddles do!" Subaru said, shaking the water droplets off his body and hair as Mao wisely took a step back without complaint. (He'd made sure nothing but air and floor was within his splashing zone. Subaru knew how to be at least a little bit considerate.)

"I suppose you're right, I've just never thought of it that way. It always just seemed troublesome. Ritsu catches a cold easily when he was younger, so he'd use it as an opportunity to get me to fuss over him, and if I also have to pick up my sister that day he'd get sulky. And now that we're idols, any damage to our throat would be seriously dangerous."

"Sari is so popular, I'm jealous too~"

"Please don't start too. I'm just trying to be useful." He took a fresh towel and used it to roughly dry Subaru's hair. The motion was fast enough to make Subaru giggle, but not so rough as to actually hurt. "In any case, they're both old enough to take care of themselves now."

"If Sari doesn't have to worry about all the things that makes his brows furrow, would he like the rain?"

Mao shrugged. "Dunno," he said, before pondering for a moment, "But the rain as you described sounds beautiful. Maybe we could incorporate that into our next live, I'll talk to Anzu."

He turned to glance out the window.

The rain appeared to have let up as quickly as it came. The pattering begun to fade away.

Before him, Sari's eyes widened ever so slightly, and shone the way he did on stage, the way sunlight reflected upon the water droplets. "Subaru, look," he said, with wonder as if he was seeing the sight for the first time, "it's the sun."