Zenitsu Blushing Novels & Stories

Eddie complemented and Jocelyn found herself blushing very hard. 💝💝💝💝 Unlock the next episode with your likes and comments.

He actually wanted to say that right here in this hall in a class of over fifty people present. "Are you nuts! Did you really wanna say that loud" I whisper yell at him my cheeks going a darker shade of red. Zeke put his hands over mine which us clamped on his mouth and shoves it down gently. "You are blushing Blaze" he grins and I feel my cheeks heating up again. "I'm not blushing!" "You are" "I'm not!" "Of course you are" I sigh exasperatedly. "Shut the fuck up Zeke!"

I let go, let the bond slip through my fingers, wade back out of the strange, dark place until Cadoc is a stern, menacing male again with cold, blank eyes. I gnaw my lower lip. “I can’t help blushing, you know. It’s not a disease or anything.” The crease appears between his eyebrows. “If you were wondering—it’s fine. Just a blush.” I poke a spot under my clavicle to show him how my skin blanches white. When my arm moves, I flash the very top of my left nipple. He licks his lips, and then he shakes himself, finally dropping his hands from my elbows.

Vincenzo whispered after a few minutes, “you pretending to hate me is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. You blush every time I touch you.” “I blush out of anger.” “No, you blush because your body betrays you. Your mouth says no, but your pulse tells me yes.” “You’re delusional.” “And you’re adorable when you’re defensive.” “Vincenzo, I swear…. I will kill you.” “You swear a lot, baby. But never on leaving me. Funny, isn’t it?” “Because I can’t leave until this stupid movie is over.” “You can’t leave because you don’t want to.”

“This wedding is out of a fairytale. I mean—Damon. Wow.” I forced a smile. A small one. Not too wide. My cheeks already felt warm. Don’t blush. “Thanks, Case.” Casey leaned forward, squinting at me with a curious tilt of her head. “Hmm,” she murmured, studying my face. “I think your blush is a bit too much.” “I haven’t applied any blush yet,” the artist said, blinking in confusion. Silence. Casey’s eyes flicked between us. I looked away quickly.

Bella looked like she was about to pass out. Actually pass out. Like, knees buckling, vision spotting, emergency-room-visit pass out. Lisa stood there with the serene, terrifying patience of a predator waiting for a response, while Bella just stared at her as if her brain had hit a blue screen of death. I crossed my arms, leaning back against the lockers to enjoy the show. "You’re blushing, Bel. It’s actually impressive. You’re the exact color of a maraschino cherry."

“Even if it’s messy.” I didn’t answer, all I could think about was a canvas. Dark blues. Muted reds. A girl curled into herself like she was trying not to exist too loudly. All messy but true. I exhaled slowly, eyes fixed ahead as the lecture hall doors came into view. “…We’re going to be late,” I said.

He doesn't bother to comb his long hair, always messy, falling at his forehead, which makes his face so cute. "You're staring at me," he smiles teasingly. "I'm not!" I quickly look away, feeling a bit shy. "Since when you're shy, Samlin Greenham?" he lifts himself up by pressuring on his elbow, gazing down at me. "You're literary blushing. You know what happens when you blush? Your cheeks turn red, like spilling color. Just like this," he puts a finger on my left cheek. "I know, shut up!" I giggle, swating his arm.

"Absolutely not! That's ridiculous -" "Oh please!" Susan rolled her eyes so hard, I was surprised they didn't get stuck. "I saw the way you were practically swallowing Trent's whole face earlier during that kiss." I scoffed "Don't be crass, Susan. We were just playing up the moment for the event, that's all." "Is that so? Well then why are you blushing redder than a tomato right now, hm?" Clapping one hand over my heated cheek, I shot her a glare. "I am not! It's just...warm out here today."

The short woman was blushing so much that her cheeks became hot. "Won't you want those four brats to have a younger generation, huh? We can have double set of troubles at home. It will be fun, don't you think?" Denzel teased. "No! Of...of... course... not " Lena bit her lips and looked away. "You're stuttering and blushing, which means you're lying, Lena " "Stop... a! " Lena covered her face in embarrassment and Denzel was already dying of laughter. He just loves teasing this wife of his and loves it whenever she blushes because of him.