✓ REVERIE | F. HARGREEVES

Hugs

I walk into Five's room and see him scribbling away in a note book.

I sigh and sit on his bed, waiting to see if he'll come cuddle.

I really need a hug right now. Does that make me needy?

I grab his pillow and hug it tightly, inhaling his sweet scent, but it's not enough.

I look over and inspect my boyfriend. He has a look of concentration on his sharp features and his lips are pressed into a line.

I've had enough of this.

I go over and lift his arm, putting my head underneath and sitting on his lap, cuddling into his chest.

He drops his pencil and hugs me tightly. He rests his head on top of mine. He plays with the ends of my hair and I sigh happily. "Are you ok?" He asks quietly.

"Are any of us ever ok?" I ask back.

"When I'm with you I'm more than ok." He smiles. "But how are you? Really?"

I sigh. "Honestly? I don't know. I just really needed a hug." I say into his chest.

"Mmmm. Touch starved are we?" He asks sarcastically. "I think we both needed this."

that was really short but it just popped into my head and I couldn't resist. Bye loves.