I Just Hugged You In My Thoughts นิยาย & เรื่องราว

From behind me, he slowly wrapped his hand around my waist before burying his face on my shoulder. "Your thoughts are too deep. You didn't even realize I was here. Are you okay?" there is a streak of anxiety in his voice. I just nodded in response and resumed my packing. He kept hugging me while watching what I was doing. Why the fvck am I letting him hug me ?!

she whispered, her voice already choked by tears, as the tears streamed down her face, soaking my shirt as she clung to me. I just stood there frozen, unsure how to react to her unexpected hug, for it all felt foreign, i could barely remember the last time she hugged me or if she ever had. My mind raced was a roller-coaster of thoughts - should I hug her back or pull away? I yawned for a bit as exhaustion washed over me, the long night taking its toll. All I wanted was to escape and find a bed.

Dante was as stiff as a concrete statue in my hold, but I didn’t let go of him. I just needed to hug someone. His arms slowly pressed me closer to him, tightening our embrace and it felt like I was in a dream. That was enough to send a fresh wave of tears tumbling down my face. His hug felt awkward, like he didn’t know how, but I didn’t mind. It was the thought that counted. He was there for me. And that was all that mattered.

I sighed, wrapping my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. “I thought I was going to lose you.” I whispered, burying my face into the crook of his neck. He was frozen in my arms but slowly thawed. His arms finally wrapped me in his embrace. “I thought he was going to kill you. I could… I couldn’t let him take you from me. I won’t let anyone take you from me.” he whispered, burying his face into my shoulder as we held each other.

It is a symphony of shared emotions, an unspoken language that bridged the chasm between us and offered solace in the face of despair. He holds me for as long as I needed him to, not letting go until I had my fill. I felt a surge of warmth coursing through my veins, spreading like wild fire, from where our bodies touch, radiating through every inch of my being, igniting the ember of hope that was so close to be extinguished. I realize that this hug was not merely an act of comfort, but an unspoken affirmation of his unwavering support and affection.

I shifted my position and hugged her and smiled. "I love you..please save me..." I thought as I hid my face in her hug.

That tiny smile felt like sunlight in the middle of a cold storm. I stepped forward and opened my arms. “Come here,” I whispered. He hesitated, like he was unsure. But eventually, he leaned forward and allowed me to hug him. I held him like he was still five years old. Like the world hadn’t yet taught him how to push me away. “May you live long, Liam,” I said softly against his ear. “May your heart always find peace. And may you never forget how much I love you.”

It seemed she read my thoughts, she grabbed me and hugged me tightly to herself, as if afraid that if she lets go, she would lose me. I felt the same and tried to savor the solace as much as I could. There was no happier moment than that.

“Okay, they don’t grimace. I take that back. They just kiss me on the head and hug me all the time.” “So you’re saying you don’t really know what they are thinking, but you think they are unhappy when they see you? And you are getting sick of being hugged all the time?” “Well, not the hugging part. I love that, but yes, that’s how I feel.” “Why?”

And I, miss you. He enveloped me in a powerful hug, one that with a little bit more pressure would have broken my ribs. His head found the crook of my neck, burying his face against my collarbone and he inhaled my scent like a man dying of thirst. My body tingled from where our skins touched and my heart swelled with joy. "I know we can't do this but I can't stop thinking of you. I miss you too damn much, my Queen." Neither can I.