[ There should be a protest here. It's raining, they'll get cold and sick or caught, but the sheer thrill of doing something he'd never normally do is enough to keep him warm. He chuckles some as Helix pulls him out from under the shelter, struggling just enough to keep things interesting before falling back into that wet, hungry kiss.
Goosebumps chase those cold digits but he doesn't mind, just reciprocates by letting his own hands fist in Helix's increasingly soaked t-shirt to hug him close. ]