I told him about it; their death and me getting bullied. He listened to me with patience. With every word that came out, my cries became louder.
He said nothing but engulfed me into a hug.
Warmth.
My first hug after a really long time.
I hadn't realised how I was craving for this.
I lay in his arms for little longer, feeling his warmth as my crying turned into whimpers and sobs.