Crying Hugging Novels & Stories

Sarah shrugged playfully, her face a testament of pure delight. "Sarah," I whispered, emotion clogging my throat, the tears pooling in the corner of my eyes, blurring my vision. "I'm so happy for you!" "Are you crying?" She sounded amused, but I couldn't see her face as I blindly got up from my seat and reached out to her, pulling her into a tight hug. I could feel her body shaking as she chuckled at my reaction, but I didn't care. I just allowed the tears to run freely down my cheeks as I held onto her for dear life.

He apologized and I stiffened, my lips parting in surprise. “Yelling doesn't suit you.” He chuckled, his hand leaving my jaw as he began to wipe my tears with his thumb. “And crying too,” he added. “Asshole,” My lower lips trembled as I threw my arms around him, hugging him right, while I cried my eyes out.

Then suddenly, someone grabbed me by my waist and hugged me tight. He wiped my tears, and he gave me the comfort that made me calm. “Shh, it's okay. I'm here; don't cry. I'm here,” he kept saying that, and he hugged me tight. “Everything will be fine, okay? Stop crying,” he caressed my back while he hugged me.

He came closer to me and gently peeled my hands off my face "Maya'' he called in a rather consoling tone and pulled me in for a hug. This hug felt different, it was like he was baring his soul to me, telling me he was here for me and was always going to be, like he was telling me I shouldn't be embarrassed to cry in front of him… all these unspoken but understood words hung in the air above our heads and I couldn't help but sigh In relief against his chest "I'm sorry, it's just… I hate letting people see me cry. They bullied me for crying, and called me names when my eyes got teary so I just believed crying made me weak, I stopped and only felt empty afterward" I told him and he kissed me on

In Ha, who somehow seemed to have confirmed who the person standing in front of her was, wrapped her arms around his waist. The body in her arms stiffened. She didn't care. Her feeling overflowing and unstoppable. Remembering the last script that happened, In Ha hugged him tighter. "... Arthur... Arthur..." Arthur deepest feelings wavered. He clenched his fists, resisting the urge to hug In Ha as tight as he wanted. But his determination did not last long. Arthur also returned the hug with the same intensity that In Ha gave when the woman was crying. "Why are you crying?" Arthur rubbed her head against his body.

" Cynthia’s voice was shaky, emotional. She stretched her arms toward me, silently asking for a hug. I didn’t hesitate. I rushed into her embrace, pulling her close as she snuggled into my chest. I could feel her warmth, her love, her heartbeat against mine. "Awww! I’m joining this hug!" Charity declared and jumped in, squeezing between us. "I feel like crying! I need to be loved too, Joor! What kind of intimidation is this?" Chinwe whined as she threw herself into the hug as well. The four of us stood there, locked in an unbreakable embrace, until—

Hyce hugged him tight, crying on his shoulders while the woman just watched sadly. *

That’s fine,” I said with a sigh. “I am so sorry, baby." Let's see, okay, okay, I am tired. Good night,ight baby! He kissed my lips, he grabbed me, pulled me into him on his side. “Yeah, sure, good night, Wyatt she said. I closed my eyes with tears streaming down my face. Present... “Oh, Sammy, with their tears in their eyes. “Guys suck Cherry aid, crying." “Yeah! Savannah, Samie Marie, Nessie said, "are alll are hugging?" Why does a guy do that? They show you they want you." But then they use you."

I felt another warmth when someone hugged my body gently from behind. The scent of the forest with green leaves invaded my nostrils. I was lulled by feeling the air that felt natural "stop crying," said he who hugged me. The man who now hugged me tightly in my tears and sorrow was Noah. my body doesn't resist at all. I dissolved in a warm feeling that made me feel whole. "I can't stand this all, Noah," I sobbed wistfully.

But I wanted to confirm before trusting people. “Can I hug you?” He asked, and I squinted my eyes. “Why? To stab me on my back?” I asked. “I don’t know why you were crying, but I wish tears never find a way to your eyes again. My mother used to tell me when someone cries the best way to console them is not by words, but by a cold hug. Think of it as sealing our alliance,” he shrugged. I rolled my eyes, “I don’t need your…”