Novel & Cerita Sneeze

But a few words became unclear because of the sneeze. "Miss Estrella, are you okay?" I heard laughter. My face heated so much in embarrassment. "Yes, Ma'am–" I covered my mouth as I sneezed again. "It looks like you're not. If you're feeling bad, you have to stop." I feel like I'm going to cry with irritation. I wanted to answer but I was preceded by a sneeze! “Ma’am, I can–“ Fuck! I could hear the laughter. They're laughing at me. Especially Sue’s group.

The shame. Backing away, he sidled over to the pile of dust. An urge to sniff had him lowering his nose. He inhaled and immediately sneezed, particles of ash lifting and blinding him momentarily. Shaking his head, he sought to clear his senses, but while the dust drifted away, he could do nothing for his muddled mind that still roiled with the images of what he'd done. Ears pricked, he heard the sound of a vehicle approaching, and he darted into the shadowy edge of the woods and watched.

A sudden, unexpected sneeze ripped through the air, echoing within the confines of the room. My eyes snapped open in response to the surprising burst of sound, my senses abruptly yanked from the veil of slumber. Blinking against the hazy confusion that lingered in the corners of my mind, I found myself met with a sight that tugged at my heart in a way I had never anticipated.

"Tell me, Syanja." Jung-Hoon whispered into her ear in a deep, husky voice, sending shivers through her body. "W—what are you doing, Jung-Hoon?" She felt so nervous, getting weak because of his touches. "Why?" A question whispered out of his mouth, making her breath hitch. "What I-if someone sees us like that?" Syanja stuttered a little but maintained her words. "I don't mind it at all." Jung-Hoon tightened his grip on her waist. Both of them were fully wet not to care if they caught cold, if someone sees them like that, but it didn't last until Syanja sneezed multiple times. Jung-Hoon's eyes widened as he realised what was he doing. He loosened grip on Syanja

I stared at him. "Will you take it or not?" I was just staring at his face. Then, I felt like I was about to sneeze again… it was EL who covered my face with a handkerchief. I took it from him and finished wiping myself. And then after that, there was no more noise inside the car. But how many times do I have to sneeze? My head hurts. This is not good. I just caught a little rain and now I feel like I'm about to have a fever. I leaned my head against the window and closed my eyes. A human's immune system is really weak in comparison to these beasts.

Estelle’s POV Chloe rubbed her nose with the back of her hand, her small face scrunching up like she’d smelled something bad. “Aunt Daisy’s flowers smell nice,” she said nasally, still rubbing, “but my nose feels funny.” Before anyone could respond, Harrison turned his head sharply and sneezed loudly. He frowned deeply and yanked a handkerchief from his pocket, pressing it against his mouth and nose fast. Chloe was still rubbing her nose, blinking at him with watery eyes, and I watched his eyebrows pull together slowly. His mouth opened slightly and he tilted his head, looking at her more closely now, his gaze moving from her nose to her eyes to the shape of h

“Use your stomach muscles and breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth.”

Sorah's POV. - Ugh...my head hurts. What's with this tremendous thunderclap booming all over my head? My eyes squint torturously and come peeling open with a scrunch of my facial muscles. Rousing up dizzily, it feels like the dormant pain gets a spurt into life as it sears across my being and brings me jerking up reflexively with a terrible wince. Something is restricting my movement...I blink my eyes as I turn my head to the side where some soft and feather-light threads tickle my face and coax a sneeze out of me.

Not bothering to wait for a response, she spun on her heels and marched off, each step punctuated by the sharp click of her heels against the polished floor. I exhaled heavily, preparing myself to face whatever awaited me inside. But before I could take a step, the girl in my arms suddenly began sneezing uncontrollably. Concern flashed through me as her small body trembled against mine. Without hesitation, I reached for a towel hanging on the pool railing and wrapped it securely around her, trying to provide warmth. Yet, despite my efforts, the sneezing persisted. "Let’s go inside. It’ll be warmer there," I suggested gently, adjusting my hold on her. But instead of agreeing, she hesitated, h

With a determined motion, she brought the rim to her lips and swallowed in one swift, desperate gulp. Inhaling a deep, shuddering breath, she exhaled slowly, her chest rising and falling with the weight of her emotions. She used the back of her hand to wipe her nose, the gesture a mixture of both necessity and an attempt to regain composure. The faint sound of her sniffling lingered, like the echoes of a storm that had passed, yet left traces of its presence.