Rommates
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Hugs are one of the rare forms of consolation. His embrace maze me making me feel convulated. Mixed up.
I can hear the upset drooping following an abrupt mad thunder. I shrink but I don't feel as afraid.
In fact, I feel kind of reassured. Even though the dreadful thunder won't escape my ears, I feel warm inside clutching his back- and I thought, 'Wow, this actually feels better,' try as I might to deny, I cannot.
Never did I expect a jerk like him to have ever done this... to me, most of all.
I didn't want to admit it either, but I was glad he was here. I feel like I am sort of important and cared for for a rare occurrence.
I cannot believe he still didn't let me go after the lightning and thunder was gone, because I didn't want to let go of him yet, and he understood that and submitted.
My hair was caressed a little with his slender fingers, "Is it okay to lift you..? Just to get comfortable."
I was honestly stunned, even though I couldn't speak for a while due to the lack of words to say and also shock, this guy was waiting for my permission patiently.
Sheepishly- I mean, ashamed, I nod my head.
Hiding my shameful face while I thought, 'Why is he doing this? HOW could he do this?'
He's supposed to go ahead and do whatever he wants, because that's what he always do. I honestly thought he was going to shove me away when I hugged him out of nowhere. But instead...
'Come on this is making me feel weird.' I feel my cheeks heat up slowly. Unaware, my thigh that is being lifted. Just like that, I was on his lap, sitting on him.
I blushed evidently this time- because I am flustered, just that. "WHAT...is the meaning of this?" I just looked at him in disbelief.
"I asked you a while ago and you agreed didn't you? My back hurts like hell right now you know" he articulated like he wasn't at all making himself comfortable in my shoulder.
Well, he was in a painful position. While I was just hugging him with my knees bend up, he was on his knees on the floor and has his back leaned on me so hard.
I feel the awkwardness, maybe because I was. I hesitate to say something... then I can't say anything at all. Is it normal for roommates to hug each other like this?
I didn't think so.. or not... How am I supposed to know??
Well too late for that. I wrap my arms around him burying myself in comfort.
It's definitely not everyday that I get to counter the lightning like this, and I want to feel this to the fullest. 'Maybe I'd hug a pillow when a lightning strikes next time...and remember this...' my face scrunches up.. 'I want to deny that.'
After a moment, he hesitated to let go but we did eventually and almost immediately, he began acting his usual self again, acting all jerky'n confident that I should do his homework for him from now on.
Did this guy just think that a hug is equal to a whole quarter of his homework?
I wanted to laugh but I didn't want to break this prideful man's heart that is as fragile as an expensive vase, precious in the surface but easy to put into pieces.
He just walked right out of the door, pretended nothing happened just now.
It cheers me controversially how he looks like he's questioning himself for a second, so much so like he just lost himself.
The door closed. And after a moment, all I knew was that I gradually smiled, then I had laughed before I knew it. 'I just couldn't forget his face just now. God, I don't know how to describe it.'
I think the walls were thick anyway, enough to miss anyone's ears.
It may be or it may be not, I just didn't know he was still behind the door, blushing and staring blankly on the tiled-floor as he attentively listen to my hearty, cheesy chuckling.
How weird... When two hearts beat in the same pace.
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