Sun after the Rainstorm

It was their favorite restaurant for good reasons. The food was great, and the atmosphere was warm and cozy. Today was a quiet evening, too - just a few calm conversations to be heard over the soothing background music.
Speaking of which... something was oddly familiar about that melody. Duna exchanged a look with his husband, who had noticed it too. "Isn't that Bufseglit vuz Ungi?" Nelu asked. "Yes, I thought so... some new version, apparently."
Now, that brought back memories. Duna clearly remembered when that song was first published, only three months after they had met for the first time. When Duna had gone for a cup of dez and decided to bring another for the exhausted father sitting in the lobby, waiting to pick up his rebellious adolescent son. A son who had gotten in conflict with the law after his mother's death in a traffic accident. Temporarily, fortunately.
Nelu let out a sigh. Wistful and happy at the same time. It was clear that his mind had wandered in the same direction. "Sun after the rainstorm. It sums us up so well, doesn't it?" - "Absolutely", replied Duna as he reached out to pull Nelu close. The perfect song for a perfect evening.