Open When You Need A Hug Novels & Stories

her face pales when she looks at the headstone behind his shoulder. Mahone steps closer to her, "Samlin." She looks at him, "What?" "Can I give you a hug?" She strangely tilts her head to him, frowning a little at his sudden question. "Why?" "Well_" he rubs the back of his head awkwardly, twitching his lips. "They say__ it can comfort someone in a loss, when you hug them passionately." She continues to frown, then suddenly smiles. "Fine. Give me a hug."

her face pales when she looks at the headstone behind his shoulder. Mahone steps closer to her, "Samlin." She looks at him, "What?" "Can I give you a hug?" She strangely tilts her head to him, frowning a little at his sudden question. "Why?" "Well_" he rubs the back of his head awkwardly, twitching his lips. "They say__ it can comfort someone in a loss, when you hug them passionately." She continues to frown, then suddenly smiles. "Fine. Give me a hug."

I wrapped my fingers around the doorknob and twisted it open. Rex stood there. He looked…Helpless. My eyes dropped to his hands. He was scratching his palms over and over again. I had noticed that habit a long time ago. He only did that whenever he was nervous. Without thinking, I reached out. My fingers gently rubbed over his palms. He took a slow breath. His eyes never left mine. Neither could mine leave his. My breathing became uneven. “Can I hug you…” His voice was shaky “…please?” I became speechless, I didn’t know what the right answer was.

“You, however, can open it whenever you need me.” That shouldn’t have made something inside my chest tighten the way it did. But it did. Maybe it was the way he said whenever. Like there was no shame in needing someone. Like he wouldn’t flinch if I fell apart. Like I could knock on his door at three in the morning, say nothing, and he’d still show up. I didn’t know what to say to that, so I just nodded, my hand brushing against the handle of my suitcase like it was something to anchor me.

I'm here man if you need any help with anything at all. Oh! Thanks man I told him and stretched my hand out to him for a hand shake but instead he pushed my hand away and walk and stretched his arms out for a warm hug. I felt relieved. Oh boy! I never knew hugs could be this reviving. I immediately came alive after that hug. I felt loved, helped and needed. "The award is in a few days to I will need to put a few things in other before the D-Day". Should I invite the president? James asked in a scarcastic tone.

Just open. Then, like a miracle, the closet door swung open, flooding the small space with light. I blinked, my eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness. And there, standing before me, was Liam. As I quivered on the hard, cold floor, my breath hitched in my throat as Liam stepped forward. Without a word, he reached out and enveloped me in a warm, protective hug. The kind of hugs in high school movies. As his arms encircled me, he smelt of sunflower and something else I couldn’t quite place my fingers on. My trembling body pressed against Liam's chest, and I closed my eyes, savoring the feel of his arms around me.

Suffering and pain are not always necessary, but if it has to be faced, then it is faced, the problems are faced, and here I am to face the greatest one I have. My friend hugged me suddenly, he wasn't affectionate, but the situation had us so broken, that a hug was completely necessary, we separated when we heard on a loudspeaker. <>

Tiffanye said. “ I understand” “ I got to get going, I see you later Journee” Tiffanye was about to walk until I ask “ Wait for Tiffanye, I was wondering can I give you a hug?” Tiffanye looked at me with a puzzled look I spoke again “I feel that you need a hug, and I also need one from you just in case you don’t want to rebuild our relationship I want to bring peace with all of us. Tiffanye nodded we approach each other and begin the embrace I feel more tears coming out of my eyes, then something happens that I did not expect I felt something drip on the side of my neck. When I broke the hugs that when I saw tears come out of Tiffanye eyes, I smile at the moment then when Sunshyne, and Journ

Then—finally—she opens her arms wide. And that’s our cue. We sprint like wolves unleashed, diving into her hug like it’s the last warm place on Earth. Her scent wraps around me—like home, like calm, like everything I never knew I needed. Link: “Can you let me hug her alone?” I ask Silas over the link. Link: “Fine. Then it’s my turn.” He responds He steps back, and I hold her tighter. My arms lock around her like she’s the only thing anchoring me.

I put the recipe card back in my wallet where it belongs, the inside pocket, against my hand whenever I reach for anything. I am not hedging this time. Marcus is at the door when I bring my bag out. He has his hands in his pockets and he looks at my bag and then at my face and he opens his arms. He hugs me carefully. It is the hug of a man who has not had enough practice at this and knows it and is trying anyway.. slightly too tight at first, then adjusting, then finding it, his arms around me with a warmth that is genuine even when the form is still being learned.