Baymax Hug Novels & Stories

She was not surprised when she saw another plushie toy in his hand, she was delighted, Austin gave it to her. She was jumping and bouncing towards Austin. “Teddy!” she cheerfully exclaimed. She heard Austin’s chuckle and that simple laugh made her at ease. Fauzia clung her arms around his neck while Austin hugged her waist, his face rested on the shallow of her neck. She felt the compelling feeling when his breath touched her skin. “All I need after having a tiring day is a warm hug from mon amour.” His baritone voice made her system gone wild. They stayed like that for a couple of minutes when Austin pulled out and walked towards Seymour’s crib. He carried him, he handed him a baby teether.

“Yes, dear. The mom is here.” Max smiled a bit, then held me tight even if his eyes were still half shut. That hug felt nice and it made my whole body feel warm.

The following day, Homer, Jefferson, and Hayden stand in the mansion's lobby to say goodbye to Hugo, Max, and Owen, who are going on vacation. Hugo hugged Homer tightly; he smiled mischievously at Owen and Max before lifting Homer. Hommer's face went cold after Hugo let go of his embrace; he definitely hated it. Hugo also hugged Hayden, but too bad he was too late to avoid Hugo, but luckily Hugo wasn't strong enough to lift Hayden's body, so he let go of Hayden after squeezing him.

My kids didn’t have the same reservations as I did that this was true or the same concern about having to measure up to not just a deceased wife but to his soulmate. They launched themselves at poor unsuspecting Hale, hugging the air out of him. My kids have always been the aggressive hugger types. They will hug you like Elmyra from Tiny Toon Adventures if they hug you. I winced on Hale’s behalf as he and the armchair he was sitting in nearly toppled backward at the force of two hundred-ish combined pounds landing on him. They didn’t even say anything, just latched onto him, hugging him so tight he gasped for breath. “Ow…um… thanks. But think… you could let me… go? I… need air.”

, he explains and I nod. This mate bond is strangely useful. Does he feel hurt whenever I am hurt? Does it hurt the way it hurts me or he only feel a little fragment of my pain? "I love you so much, Sasha Bahedia. I don't want to lose you", he pulls me in for a hug and I hug him. He is careful not to squeeze so he doesn't affect our baby. "Stay safe until you are come home", he kisses my lips passionately as he hungers for more.

She giggled excitedly, and I caught her, pushing her closer to me, as her sweet scent wafted through my nostrils. "Oh my God, Gabriel, I love this...a BMW X5 for me?" She wrapped her hands around my back and buried her face in my chest. "Someone is not worried about anyone catching her hugging me right now," I whispered in her ear, and she pulled back, staring back at me. "It's just a hug, I can hug you of course, I hugged you in there, so even if Logan walks out here, it's just a hug, so let me hug you more," she said and was about to wrap her hand around me again when I slowly pulled her back.

She's stubborn and her tonight's stubbornness is to to be with her family until she's okay. "My baby boy." Amy sniffs and scoot in between him and Carl. "Are you okay? Huh? Thank you, thank you so much." She kissed his forehead and give him a smile. Baxter mirrored his mother's action and eventually chuckled. "Yeah, I'm good, Mom." He replied and leans his head to her shoulder. "And please, don't thank me. I'm at fault too." Ezra and Finley at the other side is with Jany who are hugging each other protectively. "Group hug!" Carl shouted and they laughed and hugs all together.

Uncle Tee gives the best hugs. “My turn!” Jaxson chirps, pulling me out of Tee’s arms and into his with my son hanging from his back like a koala to a tree. Uncle Jax gives solid hugs, but something is calming about Tee’s hugs. Jax’s are more jovial and filled with energy. Upon releasing me, I removed my son from his back. “Go eat, you monkey,” I order Darius with a playful swat to his rear. He smiles, returning to the kid’s table and his light blue plastic chair.

“Bear will protect you. Don’t be sad anymore. Hayes doesn’t like when Papa sad.” Adrian’s throat tightened with emotion. He accepted the teddy bear, clutching it carefully in his large hands. This simple act from his son—the boy who had been in silent protest for days—felt like a lifeline. “Thank you, buddy,” he whispered, pulling Hayes back into his arms. “Papa will take care of Bear. And I promise I’ll try harder to make our home happy again.”

Susan must have brought him back after the reception ended. "Baby, what are you doing up?" I moved toward him. But Gio wasn't looking at me. He was staring at Maxwell with those identical violent-blue eyes, his face lit up with pure joy. "Daddy!" Gio's whole face lit up. "You're here!" Before I could react, Gio ran across the room and launched himself at Maxwell. And Maxwell, this cold, controlled man who'd just spent the past ten minutes reinforcing boundaries, caught him without hesitation. Gio's arms wrapped around his neck, his small body curling against Maxwell's chest like it was the most natural thing in the world.