Random Jensa oneshots

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A/N: it's my baby Jorgen being sweet asf because that's just how he is ✨✨

A hug.
  Jorgen buries his face in his pillow. That's all it had been, a hug.
  His heart was still racing because of how close they'd been, how very very close-
  Jorgen closed his eyes. He was Flight-Leader, he wasn't supposed to be thinking about people like this, least of all Spensa.
  And yet he couldn't help it, he couldn't help how pretty and smart and brave and- scud. He was doing it again.
  He tried to focus on something else, but in all his recent memories... there was Spensa.
  He sighed dramatically and flopped onto his back. This had to stop. Even if he did, maybe, possibly, have a small crush (that word was childish but really, was there a better one?) on Spensa, it didn't matter, because she could never like him back like that.
  He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. He thought of how scared she'd looked, how vulnerable, and how he'd realized that she was just as trapped as he was.
  He kind of felt giddy, Jorgen Weight, giddy from a hug, imagine that. How had hatred turned so suddenly to... this?
  Jorgen didn't know, so he blocked out thoughts of a certain brown-haired girl and went to go eat dinner.