Mika saw how the rain was starting to dampen down his hair, it reminding her of the time as kids when he sneaked to her room one rainy night and she was greeted by a soaked through teenage Dean Winchester rapping at her window. She remembered scrambling off her bed where she was reading her favourite book at the time to open the window and usher him inside before he got anymore wet, worried he'd catch a cold if he remained outside. 

She could tell that he was taken by surprise when she kissed him first but she didn't care, she practically sank in his grip as he held her closer by her hair and face. She thought she was over the cheesiness and romantic notions in life from her books and films, but it seemed in this very moment she wasn't over it at all. She was lapping it all up and like with Dean, the rain just spurred her on more. 

As the rain got heavier, and she could hear it hitting the gravel hard as well as her jacket. She felt it start soak through her jeans but it was just adding to the moment between them. She didn't want to pull away, instead just continued on kissing him deeply, sliding her arms round his shoulders and interlocking her fingers together at the back of his neck. The night may have had a moment of terror and upset, but it seemed like to her that all just washed away in this very moment between them. 

Eventually she did have to pull away for a breath, smiling as she caught her breath once more, moving one hand to sweep his wet hair up and back off his face, whilst hers had well and truly gotten wet and flat, in comparison to her usually quite volumous hair. She noticed how the rain had pretty much cleared off the remaining blood that was smeared across their faces and she tried so hard to not just kiss him once again which she failed miserably at, leaning in and kissing him again knowing if they didn't stop at some point, things would escalate rapidly between them.