I'm short of words to begin with, but I'll go ahead to say I was excited for no reason at all. You know those days that start perfectly without an actual cause, nice weather, high spirits and just pure happiness? It was one of those.
The previous day, I had seen my first ever semester result and it wasn't exactly good news. I had two missing scripts on courses with 2 credit units each. My CGPA was cut off badly due to that and it was a thing to be sad about but I was hopeful.
Hopping happily to department to sort the issue out, I collided with three familiar figures. What a pleasant coincident.
You know, we never really spoke, so I latched on every opportunity to talk to him like a monkey would a banana. I figured immediately that they had just left my college, and had a look into our results, mine and a couple of their friends as well. I wasn't exactly ashamed of myself but I knew I could have done better. He was a smart guy and even if it didn't matter to him whether or not I was as well, it would have impressed him at least. Although I wasn't dull, I was just unfortunate. And as I approached them, I just hoped that didn't change anything to him.
What I saw in his eyes was hope, and excitement. Although he didn't seem completely careless about the grades, he just looked welcoming and encouraging despite whatever it was. this man knew me to the depth of my soul but would never admit it. He opened his arms as I drew closer and I began to fake cry. Just inches away from him, I saw him hesitate a bit but I was too joyful to let that chance by. Without sparing a thought or caring that we had a few more presence around, I slipped into his arms.
'I truly need this hug.' I ended up murmuring into chest.
And that tiny moment became special. That I got to hug him for the first time in my entire existence, when I never for once thought I would be even an inch close to him.
Dear lord!!
It felt glorious.
I felt him hesitate again but he changed his mind and hugged me back. I'm totally dreaming!
Feeling his hand wrap round my back, soaking in his warmth, intoxicated in his smell, this was ecstasy! I felt like a child in total safety.I wouldn't exactly say I felt butterflies, but I felt like I was in another world. A world where it was just the two of us and I loved every single moment of it, till it was over.
But the beauty of it is, it wasn't really over. Because till this very time, I still feel all the edges of his muscle against my back. i feel my head upon the strength of his broad chest. I wear his smell all over me. That moment breathes.
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