The rain tappedconstantly against the window.
Mamoru shifted inthe covers, twisting them around his body as he did so, now laid on his back,one hand over his chest and the other next to his pillow. Getting comfortablein the new position he relaxed once more, although not without waking upslightly from the drops on the window.
雨点不停地拍打着窗户。
护在被子里翻了个身，卷起被子平躺，一只手摆在胸前，另一只手放在枕边。尽管有点被雨点敲打窗子的声音吵醒，但他依然换了个舒服姿势准备继续睡下。
His keen sense ofhearing picked up on every last drop, waking him up more with every passingmoment. He was about to get up and get some coffee when something brushed upagainst his side, and lapsed against his bare chest. Fingers moved slightly anda deep breath was heard next to him.
他敏锐的听觉捕捉到雨点在窗上每一次敲打，让他愈发清醒无法入眠。就在他准备起身去喝杯咖啡时，有什么东西在他身侧轻轻扫过，最终停在了他裸露的前胸。原来是几根手指在轻轻移动，护听到旁边有人在深呼吸。
Haruka...
She must have crawled into bed with him last night, wokenup by the storm. Forgetting about the coffee he turned towards the middle ofthe bed and brought his hand up to his chest, making contact with her hand andfingers; small and slender as ever. He moved his hand up her arm to hershoulder which was covered in fabric, she was wearing a t-shirt like sheusually did when she slept. He paused his hand there and tried to picture herlying there next to him.
遥……
肯定是她昨晚被暴风雨惊醒，因为害怕爬到自己的床上来了。把咖啡的事抛到脑后，护转身向床内侧，把手收回到自己胸前，触碰到她那和往常一样纤细的小手；他一路把手移到了她的肩头，她穿着平时睡觉时穿的T恤衫。他把手停在了那里，想象着她躺在自己旁边的样子。
Peaceful and quiet,those were the perfect words to describe the few minutes since he had woken up.Quite different from their normal every day life, it was a nice change ofpace.
恬淡而安静，这是能形容此情此景的最佳词汇。和他们平时的生活迥然不同，换一换节奏的感觉真好。
