Eren Blushing Novels & Stories

Mehul asked. " I need to be in my senses... " I said. But I knew that I blushed a bit. Oh god, I can't blush, they will tease me mercilessly. I am becoming like my tomato gradually. " Did you just say that?? Hey, you are blushing man..." Vikram said with a grin. They all started teasing me. " What rubbish... I am not blushing you fool. I am feeling a bit hot... That's why... " " Yes, yes... We understand very well. Guys he is feeling hot. Don't dare say that he is blushing otherwise he will beat you to pulp. Gautam, you are not blushing like girls... " Vikram said and they all burst out laughing.

“Just tap three times on anyone.” I nod. I’m trying to shake the image of being gagged while Brynn and Cole do whatever they want to me out of my head, but I can't. I feel my chest and neck heating up as I think about it. I try to will myself to stop blushing, but the problem with embarrassment is that the more you resist it, the worse it gets. “Are you blushing?” Brynn asks, smiling slyly. I purse my glossed lips together and shake my head.

I said. “Obviously.” “I’m not going to look at you.” “You’re looking at me right now.” “This is different.” “How?” “Because right now there aren’t NHL scouts and cameras and your entire future career between us.” “There’s three hours of highway between us and you’re still blushing.” “I’m not blushing.” “Your chest is red.” I looked down. The flush had spread from my neck across my collarbones, visible above the neckline of my oversized T-shirt. “That’s — a temperature thing.”

She was trailing off again. “Why are you blushing?” Alek asked. “I’m not.” She smacked her cheeks softly, so she could have an explanation for her reddened face. “They like to get red on their own. It’s normal. I’m fine. Thanks.” “Would you like me to continue reading?”

She asked and I shook my head. “That’s not necessary. I don’t need it.” I coughed nervously. “Are you blushing?” She shouted and I opened my mouth. “What are you saying. Blushing? I am not blushing. What could I be blushing for?” I stuttered and she laughed. “You are definitely blushing. Your cheeks are red and you are stuttering. You are also avoiding eye contact.” She said and I laughed. “What’s with you? Who thought you that? I was definitely not blushing. I just felt cold for a minute and I turned red.”

It was the kind of smirk that made my heart start acting strangely inside my chest. My cheeks suddenly felt hot. “OMG, what is happening to your cheeks?” Cynthia’s voice cut through my thoughts like she was waiting for something dramatic to happen. I touched my face immediately. “I don’t understand,” I said, panic slowly crawling into my voice. “What’s happening to my face?” “It’s red,” Cynthia said. “Your cheeks are red. You are blushing.” If I wasn’t slightly embarrassed, I would have rolled my eyes at her. “Cynthia, you always exaggerate things,” I said quietly.

"That is so." A sympathetic look covered her face. "Aww, you poor thing. You really need to find a boyfriend. Simple memes are making you blush these days," she tutted her lips, shaking her head in disappointment. On the other hand, my eyes widened at her claim and my neck instantly snapped toward the mirror. I saw a faint hue of red adorning my cheeks, and realizing the cause, the color darkened. Blush? I am blushing because of Elian? I am the one who makes boys blush, not the other way around! What's happening to me?

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.

“How do I know when a lady's blushing?” She looked at me, raising a surprised brow. “Why do you want to know that?” “Fine. You can ask me a question too. Answer mine.” “Well,” She placed her fingers on her smooth cheeks. “Here, right here. It goes all hot, and maybe a little pink. I don't know. My face doesn't grow pink though.” I tried my best not to let loose my laughter. Even as she spoke, her whole face looked like a tomato. She continued, “...Then, there's the neck, the ears, and probably the girl's reactions.” Even as she spoke, her eyes still never met mine.

“…letting you feel how much I want you and wish we were alone again.” I watched as a pink tint spread into her cheeks. It is the first time that I can ever remember her blushing. I have seen her cheeks turn red in anger but blushing that was new. And sexy as hell. I think I’m going to like this being mated thing.