Open When You Need A Hug Novels & Stories

"How do you like to be comforted when you're sad or how do you like to be comforted when you're sad or upset?" I will ask. "Hug," "It makes you feel like you're not alone. When someone hugs you when you're sad or upset it feels like they love you, care for you and understands you." I thought he wouldn't answer me because maybe he and I weren't friends, I thought it was as if he had no mouth and wouldn't answer like before. I moved to get closer to him. "I'm sorry, Xander." I promised then to hug him. "Sorry for what?"

Maybe it wasn’t going to be easy, but I felt like I could finally start to heal. "Do you want a hug? I heard a hug releases oxytocin which is a great mood improver." Adrian said, spreading out his arms. I chuckled at his antics and leaned into his arms. Adrian’s embrace was warm and steady, a refuge I hadn’t realized I needed until now. For a moment, I let myself sink into his arms, letting the world and its pain fade away. His hand rubbed soothing circles on my back, grounding me. "You’re safe," he whispered again, and somehow, I believed him.

She was sad, confused, and just overall miserable. I can’t blame her. Today was a bad day. I flash a shy smile as I open the guest bedroom. “Please let me know if you need anything else. I will be—“ “I need a hug.” My eyes widen at her words. I didn’t know what to say. “Umm, from me?” “Yes.” “Oh,” I say as I awkwardly extend my hands, making her giggle a little. I get a little nervous as she walks towards me. Before I knew it, she pulled me down by my neck, putting her hands around them, and hugged me tight.

I replied, my heart swelling with admiration for his understanding and acceptance of my complex personality. "Can I give you a hug, too?" he asked, his voice soft and tentative "I've missed holding you" Without uttering a word, I leaned in, and he opened his arms wide, welcoming me into his embrace. His hug was different from Diana's—while hers was full of maternal warmth and comfort, his was a blend of friendship, companionship, and a hint of something more. It was a hug that stirred a different set of emotions within me, ones that I was not yet ready to openly admit to him. But for that moment, I allowed myself to lean into his embrace, to draw strength from his presence, and to acknowledg

His smile only grew, as he opened his arms. “Come give me a hug my love, it looks like you need it.” A small tear slipped down my cheek as I dove into his embrace. It was comforting, and I felt a lot better now than I had previously. The kids stared at us, and that is when I opened up the hug for them to join in. They seemed reluctant at first, but eventually they also made their way towards us before finally joining in on the hug. I was overjoyed, and everything in life seemed to finally be falling into place.

EVA I WOKE UP and I felt someone hugging me and stroking my hair. I didn't open my eyes. Instead, I pressed myself against the stranger who was hugging me. They smell so good. Like vanilla, like my Amor. I pressed my face well into their neck, still, eyes closed. Their warmth is refreshing because it acts as a heater for my cold body. They even tightened their grip on me while rubbing my arm. They are very comforting. I don't want this moment to end.

Davis. The only other thing that ever made me feel like I was in heaven like I do now was that hug we shared a long time ago. The hug that I call my heaven. I don't get many of those hugs anymore not so much recently because of everything that recently happened between us but hopefully many more of these heaven moments to come.

That honesty cuts through my walls more than any explanation ever could. I stay still for a second, unsure of what to say, how to react. And then, as if I'm watching from outside my own body, I reach out and hug her. She's stunned, motionless for a split-second. Then she slowly raises her arms and hugs me back. We stay like that for a few seconds. Both of us allowing ourselves to get lost in the moment - this one singular hug makes up for so much lost time. It begins to heal so many of the cracks between us. It's the new beginning we've both been yearning for.

“Maya, it’s Leo. Open up.” There was a long pause. Then the door cracked open. She stood there looking pissed off—cheeks flushed, eyes shiny, like she was barely holding it together. Her hoodie was zipped all the way up, but I could still picture her from the shower, wet and bold and pushing every single button I had. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me with a soft click. “What’s wrong? Talk to me.” She hesitated for a second, then stepped closer, voice small and cracking a bit. “I need a hug.”

She immediately got up and ran over to hug me, and I also did the same, I didn't realize how good it felt to be hugged when things seem to be all a little bit confusing and distressing, and know that I know how it feels like, I think I'm going to be needing that more often from now on. ****