Blushing Drawing Meme Novels & Stories

“What is in all those papers? The ones you shut away in your drawer or push under the mattress in your room?” Shit. She means the godawful drawings I’ve created. “Are you blushing? Not my big, no-nonsense Alpha?” she smirks, setting down her charcoal and standing up from the easel. Walking towards me she quickly sits down, her legs straddling my thighs, her filthy black hands smudging my face as she strokes my cheeks. “You’re definitely blushing!” “I’ll show you later,” I growl, tugging her ass to sit her as close to me as possible, our foreheads touching. “Now what about you, shifty little vixen?”

she murmured, I heard it this time. "Why? Do you like him?" I asked, surprised. I approached where she was. "You know, I'm friend with him. I can help you get close to him if you want," I suggested. "Of course not," she refused while still shaking her head. She handed me the new glass with water. When I got up we went back to the couch and sat down again. I took my medications first before speaking again. "Why do you seem to be affected? There are only a few things that can make a person blush. First, if you have a fever. Second, if you are angry. And third, if you’re shy," I explained.

He shrugged, feigning nonchalance. When I opened it, a drawing of a wolf welcomed me. He had a sad little face, with a somewhat fat body and an enormous head. It was a chibi version of a wolf, with a small bubble at the side that read a big sorry. I laughed helplessly, drawing the attention of the teacher and all the students. We were always together. The place, the date, or the time did not matter. We were soul mates, after all, even if he didn’t know it.

I said almost blushing. What? I blushed?? How could I blush with just that little statement of his?? I have never blush neither have I talked to a guy like this before. What might be wrong with me?? . . . T.B.C. What’s wrong with Mia oh? Like, comment and share for faster update. Still me; Authoress Damsel❤ Love you all❤

and did she even mention the blush ? damn, he looked so cute when he blushed. It was first for Anu to witness a guy blushing and his cheeks and ears turning red. till today she thought only girls blushed, but when she saw him shying away from her compliment she just wanted to pull his cheeks and tell him how adorable he looked. but she controlled herself from doing such an act. Damn, this guy can be any cuter ? she bit her inner cheeks to hold back her giggles. still a guy's blush is something rare and unfading memories for her.

~ I shade the final part of the drawing I am walking on and I grabbed the glass of water on the other stool immediately. I am inside the art room today. I felt like drawing that image that has been stuck in my mind for a long while and I can say I am done. I looked back at the diagram on the drawing board and a smile appeared on my face immediately. I can't help the blush that appears on my face as I remembered that night. Oh God, it has been on my mind for so long and it does not help that it is not a very pure thing. Chris must never see this or I would not be able to face him for life. I would be so embarrassed.

I said flatly but blushing “ yea with cheeks red, I guess you might blow up” Bridget snickered “get out” was blushing. “ I hate you guys” I murmured, “ whatever we know you love us”

Go join your friend. I replied to him, and within seconds, he responded. From Josh Rain: Aren't you busy anymore? Josh replied with another To Josh Rain: Still busy. From Josh Rain: Ah, you're still busy, but you make time to reply to my message. (blushing emoji) laugh emoji. It seemed like my response amused him. I couldn't help but smile at that. I blushed at his reply, especially with the blushing emoji he used. Even though we were both occupied with our tasks, Josh and I continued exchanging messages. Suddenly, time had passed, and it was time for me to close the store.

Xander begins to wonder, raising his brow curiously at the random waves that Vanessa is drawing. “I feel like it’s a flock of birds.” Romeo notes. “Nah. That’s not birds.” I say with a shake of my head. “That’s obviously a fart. BABE, you suck at this.” We are standing near Xander, and I can see that he is fighting the urge not to turn back and glare at us. There’s no doubt that he can hear Romeo and I making a guess of the drawing along with him. When Vanessa started drawing a big dot at the end of the smoke, I couldn’t help but yell. “Ha! You see!?” I point at the drawing while looking smugly at Romeo. “It’s a butthole, so it's obviously a fart!”

He doesn't bother to comb his long hair, always messy, falling at his forehead, which makes his face so cute. "You're staring at me," he smiles teasingly. "I'm not!" I quickly look away, feeling a bit shy. "Since when you're shy, Samlin Greenham?" he lifts himself up by pressuring on his elbow, gazing down at me. "You're literary blushing. You know what happens when you blush? Your cheeks turn red, like spilling color. Just like this," he puts a finger on my left cheek. "I know, shut up!" I giggle, swating his arm.