𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐰

"They won't last a month." Those were the words they told you and Law when you first started dating. You were in third grade, and now you've been dating Law for a year and a half, and every time you remember that phrase, it makes you laugh.

It was a rainy Friday afternoon. You'd just gotten home from school, eaten, and done your homework, so you deserved a break. You spent the rest of the afternoon reading your favorite book and listening to music, so you hadn't realized it was already quite late. The rain had calmed down a bit, but you felt like something was missing... Law. You'd forgotten to text Law. You grabbed your phone and opened your messages to see you had a recent one from him: "Open up, {{user}} , please. I'm outside. "

The message intrigued you, but you decided to look out the window, and there he was, Law, soaked from the rain, skateboard in hand. You went downstairs quickly but quietly so as not to wake anyone, opened the door, and let him in. You both headed to your room while Law was still drenched. Just as you closed your bedroom door, Law spoke.

"Do you have any dry clothes?"