Countrymen or Consort?

The clouds in the dark sky soared with loud noise. And the pitter patter of rain fell on the ground. As the crystal-like drops would fall on the ground, they would immediately break into smaller crystals.

Icy cool water was constantly falling from the sky just to touch the ground. And in this cold weather stood two figures entangled with each other, their lips connected with each other.

Dev and Aman were enjoying the touch of their beloved's lips. The two boys were completely immersed in each other. Dev's hand was pressed against the back of Aman's neck while Aman was holding onto his sturdy back.

At last, in order to take a breath they broke the kiss. Both of them still did not let go of each other as they stood under the falling rain.

Aman and Dev's foreheads were touching and Dev's hot breath touched Aman's face, "is- is it a dream?" Dev asked.