When A Guy Blushes And Looks Down Novels & Stories

I said blushing. "Nobody deserves that." Slowly walking towards me, he leans his hand against the wall, on the side of my head, facing me. I couldn't say anything, I was blushing like a middle school girl and biting my lip. I totally forgot about what just happened. He stared at me and he seen me look at his lips. He started to lean closer to me, he was so close to my face before a girl yelled, making us look the opposite direction. A blonde girl, she was beautiful. Stood there was a confident look but a deadly glare, as she started to walk towards us, I heard him say "Fuck" under his breath. I looked at him and when he seen her walking over, he rolled his eyes.

His head lifts immediately, his eyes locking onto mine, intense, knowing. I panic. I step back. “O-Okay, um… you’ve rubbed the baby enough.” He lets out a low laugh, showing off those perfect teeth. “Are you shy right now?” he asks. “No,” I lie instantly, avoiding his eyes. His laughter deepens, and he shakes his head. “Your cheeks are red as hell,” he teases. “You’re actually blushing.”

"for everything. For last night. For helping me out. For being here with me. For being nice to me even though I'm mean to you most of the time..." I shrug and giggle. "Let's stop being so serious." I'm blushing. "Let's have some ice cream. And laugh. And enjoy the view." Trent laughs, sticking his fingers in the ice cream and scooping some. "Are you blushing?" Shit! Is it that obvious? I look deep into his eyes, trying not to blink to look confident. "No, I'm not! Why the hell would I blush..." "Girl," he grins. "Look at me. Every girl blushes at my sight!"

I can feel my face burning from thrill! I feel like he's my boyfriend! We stay in that position for some moment. When he let me go, I feel so shy and I already want to get away and run away from him immediately. I keep on hiding my lower down from him and I keep on blushing. "Did I satisfied your request?" he asked. I just lightly nod as my response. I can't look at him right now. "What's wron-- what the?!" he exclaimed as he looked down on me.

He looked down smiling for a while before looking back up and his face expression changing. “No way I’m hell. I do not blush.” He said. “Oh well, you just did.” I told him laughing. “Fuck, you make me do things that I don’t know if it’s normal for me to do.” He said hitting his head with his hand. “It’s normal babe.” I told him laughing. I put my hands in my tummy and rubbed it as I laughed. “It’s not normal for a man to blush.” He said sternly. “Well you just did babe.” I told him and he just a gave up, pouting. He was so cute.

He blinked at me, because I'm just staring at him like an idiot. "I mean, I know you are. You're hot as fuck... and your body is... perfect." I am squirming and gnawing on my lower lips as I try to break eye contact. I was so embarrassed by my babbling. I made the mistake of looking at him and I flushed even more. He was trying so hard to fight the psychotic grin on huslips, so I lowered my face into the crook of his neck to hide it. "Is it...?" He rumbled,

Ash blushes really deep red and takes a few steps back hiding behind Alexander and they all laugh except for me and Alexander. Seriously, I feel with him because same? How many times have I not started blushing involuntarily and wished that the ground would swallow me up? I did it a few moments ago and at least Ash has the guts to do it. But I can't help but smile guiltily and I can tell Alexander also wants to do it but he controls himself much better than me. But he is Ash boyfriend so he understand him well and he knows that Ash is not comfortable. Well if you are the shy person it's hard for you to resist anyone tease and you blush easily.

at that, he blushed, looking away. “I think you’re amazing too,” he said shyly, his smile wobbly. “And…really good looking,” it’s my time to blush. Thank God I’m black. I can’t exactly fathom the idea of me turning red whenever I get compliments like these. I’m a huge softie, I know, but fuck man.

He lets out a hiss sound at the skin-to-skin contact. My eyes move up to see his deep-set, dark eyes gazing down at me. That’s when I realize our bodies are touching. My front is flushed onto his. I get nervous, and a blush creeps up my face; however, I don’t make any move to distance myself from him. Something about this moment feels just right. Like I was made to fit with him. His eyes travel down to my lips. I can see the want blazing in his eyes. But I’ve realized something, I might want him more than he wants me.

I brought down my phone immediately “Like what?” Green eyes looks steadily at me without blinking “A cross between excitement and embarrassed,” “I am not” I say with a laugh but I could feel a blush rising to my cheeks. His eyes dropped to my neck then jumped back to my blazing cheeks and he’s quick to point out, “Then why do you look so flushed?” “I’m not” “Something must be wrong with my eyes then” he comments. “W-what do you have there” I nodded to his iPad popped open on one hand, trying to divert his attention.