Cheek Hug Novels & Stories

His dark blue eyes were filled with curiosity. I slowly leaned into him, exhausted from the fight as I rested my head against his shoulder. Ace didn't hold me but he didn't push my head off. Instead, he slowly raised his arm to my back. I slowly lifted my head back up before I frowned my eyebrows curiously. "Have you ever been hugged before?" I widened my eyes at him jokingly. "No" he quickly responded, with a certain vulnerability in his voice. "Oh?" I replied, raising my eyebrows but not wanting to make a big deal of it.

I mutter under my breath. I cross the room. She sees me coming and doesn't move. That alone is enough to raise an eyebrow. "Susan." I say her name like a question. "Tom." She says mine like an answer. I lean in for the side hug. It’s the safe, socially acceptable, we-are-practically-family hug I've been getting from her for four years. Except this time she leans in deeper than she should, and for longer than she needs to, and when she pulls back her cheeks are doing something interesting.

I closed the small distance between us and placed the cheque and card on the counter behind her. “Can I please hug you, I don’t know when I will see you again. Please, let me hug you.” she didn’t say anything or move. I hugged her, at first, she didn’t hug me back. then she moved and hugged me. or at least I thought she was going to but instead I felt stabbing pain on my shoulder.

He just stood there quietly, that silence always soothed me. Then he said, “Can I at least get a hug?” I blinked. The words were simple and casual, something that could be said innocently between friends or pals. But they crashed into me differently. I didn’t know why… A hug shouldn’t be a big deal. I had hugged wolves before, shared physical contact with soldiers, coworkers and even strangers who liked physical contact. I should have been used to it… it was not supposed to be a big deal. But Damon asking for a hug, especially after this?

There were a few people who stopped me from getting next to my woman because they all wanted to have handshakes but at long last, I got to the stage and then literally melted into the puddle when she gave me a hug. I couldn’t help it but went in and placed a giant lip smack on her cheek. This was perfect!

I can imagine the thousands of smiles buzzing on her face hearing such words from me, “Thank, you Damian.” “You are welcome,” I let go of her face as I traced my hands from her shoulders down to her arms, pulling her close for a hug. I could feel her heart pounding a little bit at the point our bodies came in contact during the hug. I felt so cool and I never wanted to let go but I pulled away when I heard Clinton coughed. I eyed him seriously, he coughed more fanning himself with his hand as he blinked his eyes uncontrollably. What's with this fella?

Mom said. Human realm, my foot. We're already in their world but she keeps on calling it that way. She made it a habit. I smiled to my ears and left. Finally! I found a chance to see him again. "How much?" "3 hugs only!" "How about a kiss?" "Yeah, but you will only get half of the nuts." Any physical affection can produce human energy. So I will grab whatever is available. "Alright, here we go," he said and smacked me.

"Safe journey back." Winter and I hug. Not a quick hug. Not a casual goodbye hug. A long, tight, "I-almost-lost-you-and-I'm-going-to-squeeze-you-until-you-can't-breathe" kind of hug. I might cry. I'm definitely going to cry. Damn it. When we finally pull apart, Ace steps forward. I immediately stick out my hand for a handshake, keeping my dignity intact. "Handshake, please." He looks at my hand, smiles, completely ignores it, and pulls me into a hug anyway.

My eyes widened with how close our face was; our noses were almost touching while his warm breath was travelling on my skin. "Is it okay to hug you?" he asked. My lips thinned. "I mean, you're already hugging me." I looked away, getting drool on his deep stares. "Right, I bet you have no choice but to hug me back." He tapped my head and carefully rested it on his firm chest. Oh my God! I feel like I'm going to explode, especially my heated cheeks! I slowly wrapped my arm around his waist 'till I squeezed his body closer to mine. I squeezed my eyes close, feeling the comfort of my head on his chest. Oh God, save me from this unfamiliar feeling in my thumping chest.