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thinking ab the way wriothesley would cry so hard the first time you hug him ... he has never felt comfort in his life and i stand by that 😿
Wait;;; :((( oh wait ur right :((( [also side note i feel like this takes place a little bit after he became the administrator, before he got his title. Hence why he's not as blase about the shit he's gone thru in the same way that he is in his story quest. ]
"Can I give you a hug?" You ask him out of the blue, and Wriothesley stills at his desk.
He's not sure what's brought this on— hell, you're not even sure what's brought this on, but you figure there's no harm asking.
"I—" The word gets caught in his throat, and his brows furrow in contemplation. One of his hands goes to scratch at the back of his neck, and against all odds, he actually looks a little nervous. "I cen't recall the last time I had a hug. Probably was—"
Probably was when he was still with his foster parents.
The unspoken thought hangs between the both of you, dampening the mood slightly as you realize that all those memories of warm hugs have long since soured for him. Wriothesley quickly clears his throat.
'But if you're offering... well, I don't see why not."
Delighted, you instruct him to stand, and quickly make your way in front of him. You're a little nervous now too, all too aware of how messed up his foster parents were. Aware of how messed up his young adult years were, growing up in an environment where he had to fight for his survival. All you could offer him right now was a hug, but at the very least you hope that he could hold onto it as a good memory.
"Go right ahead, Sweetheart," Wriothesley says, opening his arms wide.
You waste no time in wrapping him up in your embrace— your arms snake around his torso, crushing your chests together. This close, you can feel the quick beat of his heart, warm and rapid and alive in his chest. Your hands go to his back, one of them rubbing soothing circles into the planes there, while the other gently guides his head to rest on your shoulder. Thankfully, he poses practically no resistance to you, letting you guide his body around you with ease.
His arms wrap around you in turn. Tentatively, as if he's scared of shattering you in his hold. Or perhaps he fears the reverse.
Wriothesley's hands settle on your waist, keeping you snug against him. With each circle you rub on his back, each gentle scratch you give to his scalp, his grip tightens bit by bit.
You pour out every single ounce of love you can into the hug. Every warm thought you have of this scarred man in your arms, every adoring thing you can think about to comfort him. You hold him close in a hug that is neither too loose but is not chokin. A hug that is just enough, as if you mean to mend together those invisible wounds that he still carries.
The hug goes on longer than socially acceptable, but neither of you find it in you to care. Wriothesley is practically boneless in your hold, leaning a large portion of his weight against you. He's quietly hugging you back, face buried in your shoulder, trembling just the slightest bit with every comforting scratch or pat or circle you draw on his skin. Wriothesley does not shake, he does not fall. He doesn't let a single noise escape him, save for a single shuddering breath that you feel from his chest.
You let him bury himself in your hold for as long as he wants and as long as he needs. You'll embrace him for as long as he needs, to make up for all the lonely years he's spent without a single hug.
And if you feel a dampness on the shoulder of your shirt, then you promise you won't tell anyone.
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"I hope that binghe knows this husband has missed him very much."
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omg saw hanguang-jun winning in a fight against yiling laozu😳😳😳😳😳
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back hugs | kamisato ayato
pairing: kamisato ayato & gn reader
contains: fluff, comfort, eventually ooc ayato?, please do tell me if i forgot anything!
warnings: reader has sh scars and they are mentioned along with the fact that they used to sh, they also talk about how they get insecure about their body from time to time, (most likely bad grammer because english isnt my first language and its in the middle of the night as im finishing this) once again please tell me if i forgot anything!
words: 1k
notes: this is my first post man im nervous. i used to sh and im trying my best to stay clean and i want to write this as a comfort thing for myself but also others who used to do so and are struggling :3 have fun reading this absolute monstrosity
it was a common habit of you to hug your boyfriend, ayato, from behind. whenever he came home from a long day of work and would enter your room you would go and hug him from behind and bury your face in his back and hold your arms tightly around his waist. or when you both woke up in the morning and he sat up to leave your guys shared bed, you would sit up behind him and hug him just as tightly as you did the evening before.
this morning was no different, you guys woke up and he sat up and wanted to leave your bed. that was until he felt two arms around his waist and a head on his back and a chest pressed against his back.
he chuckled at that but that chuckle fastly died down when his sight fell on your arms.
he did know about your scars, what youve been through and that you were doing your best to not do that stuff again.
you figured that he was staring and quickly pulled your arms away.
“sorry,” you awkwardly laughed “i wasnt wearing long sleves, i forgot.”
“you dont need to apologise, dear.” ayato said, now sitting so that he faced you. he shifted closer to you so that he now sat right in front of you.
“youre always the one hugging me,” he sighed and let out a small laugh. “it might not seem like a huge gesture to you, but it definitely is to me. i should return that gesture from time to time, shouldnt i?”
with those words spoken, you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist and at the same time you were pulled into someones lap. ayato pulled you into a hug - a tight one at that.
your face was pressed against his chest as he began talking more to you.
“while i cant relate to what you have been through in your past, i do want to let you know that i will never judge you for what you did. you know when i stare at your scars from time to time, im not filled with disgust or anything like that if you thought so. when i look at them, hmm”, he said while stroking your hair “im proud that you made it so far, dear, and i see how hard youre struggling every day to not do it again. i can only imagine how hard it is to resist the urge sometimes. but do know that im always here for you and if you ever feel like doing anything of that sort to yourself again, please reach out to me, you can talk to me, even if its hard. whatever youre going through, we will find a solution for this together. im glad that youre here with me now, and hopefully tomorrow and the day after too. i love you so much, i cant put into words how much knowing that i have you in my life brightens my day.”
he finished his talk but still continued stroking your hair until he felt something wet on his shirt that made him stop. his hands cupped your face so you were looking at him, and there he saw that tears were rolling down your cheeks. his eyes widened slightly at the sight, thinking he said something that might have upset you.
but before he couldve doubted himself any further you started speaking “thank you, love. im glad you feel that way, you know. it is hard to live with a body that looks like mine knowing full on well that i am the one to blame for the way it looks. from time to time i tend to get incredibly insecure about it, even around you, just like it happened a few minutes ago. i do know how you feel but sometimes i cant stop from letting the selfdoubt get to me. thank you for reminding me of that again. i love you too. having you in my life not only brightens my day, you know, it makes my entire existence more pleasant, it makes living actually worth and enjoyable. thank you for being here with and for me.”
as you spoke, your tears slowly stopped flowing and your hands laid on top of ayatos hands which still were cupping your face and he smiled at you. it was the smile that you loved so much, the one that only existed for you, the one he only gave to you.
he gently took your hands in his and started kissing both of your arms up and down.
“i love you”, he whispered against one of your arms “and i love your body, too, no matter how it may look like.”
“youre gonna make me cry again.” you said as he looked up to your face. as he did look up however he saw that you were smiling, at which he also smiled at.
one of your hands freed itself from his and went to cup his cheek. and with that, you gently pulled him into a kiss which he returned.
after you broke the kiss to breathe, he put his arms around your waist once again and he nuzzled his head in your neck.
“say, ayato, dont you have work to attend to? weve been in bed for way too long, havent we?” you asked.
“did i not tell you?”, he asked back, head still buried in your neck “its my day off today. we can stay in bed together as long as we please.”
you could basically feel his shit eating grin against your neck, but still, who were you to complain? after all staying in bed with your lover wasnt a bad thing.
“good, good.”, you started “lets stay like this for a little while longer.”
he hummed in response which sent slight shivers down your spine. “lets do just that.” he muttered as you kissed the top of his head.
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