Comfort Thinking Of You Hug นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Possibly the most comfortable thing in a very long time. When he’d asked to hug me — I just like the way you smell — my lungs had done something embarrassing and immediate that I was going to call relief because I didn’t have a better word ready. But there was the problem that had always been the problem — the compression, the secret, the thing that a hug might find. I wore the compression shirts always, and at night I loosened them slightly to breathe, and a hug in that state was not something I could manage without managing it extremely carefully, and I hadn’t been prepared to do that in the moment. So I’d said no.

“I kind of missed you.” He chuckles, an eccentric form of appreciation for his support. It’s a comforting sound and I lean into his side hug more, humming to myself. “I kind of missed you too.”

Like he was trying to hold himself from saying or feeling something. I hesitated but let myself sink in his embrace. Does …does this mean that he's no longer mad at me? That he doesn't hate me anymore? That …that he has forgiven me? What am I thinking? I corrected myself immediately by biting the inside of my cheek. It's just a hug, Raven. You were crying so he comforted you by pulling you in for a hug. It's nothing serious. It's something he'll do for literally anybody. We remained like that for quite some time, until he sniffed my hair. I was embarrassed because I hadn't washed my hair in weeks. I don't even have shampoo.

Isabella is the only one that makes going here bearable. I settle into her car, the comfort of the seat easing the tension that had gripped me just moments ago. She leans over, arms enveloping me in a warm embrace. Her hug serves as a remedy, gradually dispelling the heaviness that clung to me earlier. A smile tugs at my lips – a genuine response to her comforting gesture. There's something about her embraces that has a magical way of lifting my spirits.

After a few seconds of laughing and giggling, he hugged Lu closely as if to taste her scent, the feeling that she is near me gives me enough comfort to last a century, even his tired body seems to have found a worthy antidote as so he can feel the energy in himself. After a few seconds of soft pecks and giggles. With playful pouts. He hugged Lu so closely as if he was gonna mould her into himself. He held her so tight yet fragile. He tasted her scent, the feeling that she was near him gave him enough comfort to last more than just a century if not a decade or more. Even his body seemed to get excited as though it had found an antitode so he could feel the surge of unique energy. One that ca

he answered just like that. "I don't mind. It's an affectionate way of speaking, isn't it?" I said, feeling ashamed of having been so cruel to him. "Yes, it's an affectionate way, girl!" he answered with that smile I liked. "Come here, give me a hug." I walked up to him and hugged him. I felt the affection in the embrace he gave me, I felt everything he said there, including his concern. Rubens had a bear hug that seemed to wrap around you and leave you warm and comfortable. It was a hug that seemed to calm my anxieties. I closed my eyes and rested my head against him, feeling his hand gently stroke my hair, just like my father used to do.

The confident determination shining in his eyes, mirroring my dreams of acceptance and belonging, gave me hope for a brighter future. Taking a deep breath, I smiled even more as I hugged him. The scent of his cologne filled my senses, and I couldn't help but revel in the warmth of his embrace. The moment I hugged him, I felt his heart beating so fast, as if it were trying to escape from his chest. It took him a couple of seconds before he hugged me back, his arms wrapping around me with a tenderness that made my heart flutter.

A few words came out of my mouth; they were profound words, full of meaning in my heart, that expressed how I genuinely feel about happiness with sad and miserable people. "You can still feel happiness if you prefer not to worry about what other people think of you." "Why are you being so nice to me?" He caressed my waist and sighed, "That's why you're not happy; you tend to doubt my own kindness towards you, so why don't you embrace it and stop doubting me?" I sobbed quietly as I buried my face in his chest and whispered under my breath. "If only it were that simple..." He embraced me tightly and it makes me feel better, they are right that a hug can make a sad person feel better.

I looked at the TV screen again and without thinking, I let out a squeal of pure joy and jumped, throwing my arms around his neck. "Thank you!" I cried, hugging him tight. Colton caught me instinctively, his arms wrapping around my waist to steady us. The impact of my body against his sent a jolt of electricity through me. The hug lasted a second too long for "just friends." I felt the way his fingers dug slightly into my skin, the way his breath hitched as he held me. We were so close that I could feel the heat radiating off him, a magnetic pull that made it hard to let go.

He ran fingers through her soft locks and inhaled her sweet scent. "I'm sorry, for making you cry, for making you worry. I'm so sorry." "Don't say anything." She mumbled and grabbed a fistful of his shirt to hug him even tighter. They stayed like that, in eachother's arms. No one was ready to let go. The longing feelings, the pouring emotions made the moment much more meaningful. These past days had been so hard on them but all it took was one hug, just one hug and all the anger, the bitter feelings, everything disappeared.