...in which Baekhyun has a less-than-enjoyable day and seeks out the single comfort food that always cures his sadness, only to find something much, much better.

Zitao may or may not have a thing for the sound of rain on glass, for watching water drip from his hair to his nose, for the feeling of Yifan hugging him to shield him from the torrential storm in the most cliché of ways.