Continued from [X] @trimurtiitm
She shrugs, head against his chest. She’s trying to hide the fact that she’s blushing and mentally screeching at herself. Why had she hugged him? Well, because he looked like he needed it and because she wanted to. Would he think she’s an idiot if she says that?
The hug is stretching on too long and she finally releases him, cheeks still flushed. “You just… I don’t know. You looked like you could use one and…” her blush darkens, heart racing. She feels ridiculous. “I wanted to,” she shrugs helplessly.














