Hugs

Lola Perez & Jenny Parker - [Name], I'm eating!

   "Lola, I'm eating!" Jenny protested as soon as Lola had leaned into her and locked her arms around one of Jenny's, successfully blocking her from being able to extend her spoon up to her lips.

"I know. But you're so soft and huggable," Lola proclaimed, and Jenny raised an eyebrow, completely unimpressed.

Jenny had been peacefully eating dinner with Lola as they watched television. Lola had been the first one to finish her food. Naturally, because Lola was always most cuddly when she had just finished a meal and was sleepy, Lola had made the ultimate decision to use Jenny as her personal body pillow and headrest.

"You couldn't wait until I was done eating?" Jenny asked, and Lola shrugged from where she was nestled into Jenny.

"Sorry, Jen, but if you snooze, you lose," Lola informed her, the words rolling off of her tongue in a manner that told Jenny that Lola was far too pleased with herself at the moment. Jenny groaned.

"Look, not everybody eats like they haven't had a solid meal in five years!" Jenny complained, and Lola scoffed at her.

"I do not eat like I haven't had a solid meal in five years," Lola answered, and Jenny raised an eyebrow as she tried to look at Lola.

However, the taller girl simply kept her chin resting on Jenny's head, refusing to look at her as she remained in her comfy place. Jenny lowered her head to keep looking straight ahead, figuring it was not worth the fight.

"Then why don't I finish eating before you?" Jenny asked, and Lola thought about it for only a moment before offering her all-knowing, wise answer about the entire situation.

"You just eat slow."

Jenny let out a sharp bark of disbelieving laughter.

"I do not!" Jenny responded incredulously, and Lola nodded, a hum of acknowledgement vibrating against the side of Jenny's head.

"Yes. I've counted the amount of times you chew," Lola informed her with a solemness that Jenny knew was entirely to try to rile her up.

However, the statement in itself was enough to weird Jenny out a little.

"Wow. That doesn't sound like obsessive stalker-behavior at all," Jenny remarked, and Lola moved her head in a noncommittal gesture.

"Well, not to be nitpicky, but if you didn't sound like you were chewing rocks every time you ate potato chips, then I might not would've paid that much attention to the amount of times you chew," Lola replied, and Jenny could not help the embarrassment flooding her.

She huffed before speaking back up.

"Look, I struggle with TMJ and I like for my food to be good and ready to digest. Is that a crime?" Jenny inquired.

"Hm," Lola simply hummed, not bothering to offer a verbal response.

Jenny looked back down at the soup before her. She glanced in Lola's direction despite not being able to see her.

"Now let go of me and let me eat," Jenny commanded.

"Mmmm.... Don't think I will," Lola argued in a tone that was not nearly as argumentative as her actual stubborn body movements that would not let Jenny move as much as she wanted.

Jenny let out a noise of frustration.

"Lola, doesn't your boyfriend let you hug him? Why are you always insisting on cuddling with me all the time?" Jenny asked, a slight exasperation in her voice as she tried to lift the spoon up to eat her soup despite the fact that Lola was not going to let her do that with how she was holding onto her.

"He lets me hug him... But he isn't my little Jen-Jen. You're special," Lola declared, definitive teasing in her voice as she addressed the blonde.

Jenny just sighed deeply, staring straight ahead at the television as she pulled harder against Lola's grasp.

As happy as being special to Lola made her, she wished that she was just a little less special right now.

"After all, he's not nearly as compact. Your head is at the perfect level for a headrest," Lola interrupted Jenny's thought process as she spoke up. Jenny narrowed her eyes.

"You better not be calling me short," Jenny warned before leaning forward to try to meet her spoon. Lola's chin was removed from Jenny's head, and she instantly whined in protest.

"Wait, don't take my headrest away! I've been working on making the perfect little wallowed out place for my chin, and you're wasting valuable time that could be spent forming it!" Lola protested.

Jenny instantly froze as she furrowed her brow, panic gripping her at the thought of a permanent indention in her skull. She put her spoon back down and lifted up her hand after a few moments of hesitation. She felt her head, trying to check for the spot that Lola seemed to be talking about.

She let out a deep sigh as she found that there was nothing there.

"Lola, there's not a place on my head," Jenny informed her with irritation, but the relief that there was indeed not a Lola chin spot was overpowering almost all else.

"Well, not yet there isn't. The key words were 'working on,'" Lola expressed before grabbing her and pulling her back into her. Jenny narrowed her eyes setting her jaw as she looked down longingly at her soup. She knew it was only getting colder.

"Would you please stop being a total wacko and let me eat?" Jenny questioned, and Lola gasped a little.

"A wacko?! Jen, I can't believe you would say that," Lola dramatically declared, and Jenny sighed tiredly as she got a spoonful of soup.

"If the shoe fits," Jenny simply stated before leaning forward to meet her spoon halfway. Lola had loosened her hold on her a little, so she could actually reach the food at this point.

She almost had it in her mouth when Lola suddenly tightened her grip and Jenny's food fell out of her spoon. It partially landed on her lap and partially back in the bowl.

Jenny ground her teeth in irritation, trying to resist the urge to say something less than perfectly savory out loud.

"You'd be a better headrest if you didn't move so much," Lola unhelpfully supplied as she snuggled in closer, grinning as her warmth surrounded Jenny in a manner that soothed at least a tiny bit of her anger at the brunette.

Jenny just growled under her breath.