Strange Blue Feelings • Sallyface

What's this feeling? [7]

Pizza dinner after ghost hunting happened to be the best combination ever, especially since Larry's mom, Lisa, had surprised the trio by bringing home one box of each of your favorite toppings; pepperoni and sausage for Larry, pineapple for Sallyface, and [?] for Y/N. After eating your fill of pizza, you all decided to call it for the night and head home, the clock reading 9:47, not too late but Larry was ready to knock out after eating so much food.

Leaving the left overs in the fridge at his place, you and Sal offered to throw the empty pizza boxes away for Lisa in the dumpsters behind the building, which she graciously accepted and thanked the two of you. You grabbed one box while Sal grabbed the other two, the both of you using the exit inside Larry's room to leave, "See ya tomorrow Larbear.", you called out, "Later Larry, don't wake up late tomorrow. We'll meet you outside same as today.", Sal remarked, Larry simply raising his hand to give the to of you a thumbs up as he lazily laid sprawled upon his bed.

Once outside, the cool September air hit you, making you shiver, but Sal didn't seem to mind, "The dumpsters are over here,", gesturing towards the big metallic bins in the corner of the building's back wall, "Alright, let's hurry, I'm freezing out here." Hurriedly the two of you tossed the boxes into the dumpsters, running around the building towards the front entrance, wanting to get inside as fast as possible to escape the cold and dark night.

Reaching the front steps, Sal was about to open the doors for you until you interrupted him, "S-sal!", that came out much louder than you had intended it to. "Sh-shit, that was embarrassingly loud, but don't worry about it now, you have to explain yourself and your...feelings about what happened earlier.", while you stood there thinking to yourself, clutching your hands together atop of your chest, Sal was holding his breath while he waited to hear what you were going to say, his mask beginning to feel incredibly hot due to the intense blush and nervousness he was feeling.

"Oh god, she's going to bring up the hug, isn't she? She's going to tell me that I was a creep for hugging her back and it actually made her really uncomfortable, and tell me to never do anything like that again...I thought she was okay with it by what she said earlier, b-but I guess she-", you finally spoke up, lifting your head to make eye contact with him, the same nervous look and intense blush as his plastered across your face. "A-about the hug earlier...", he sighed, letting his head down slightly to look at the ground, hands now in his pocket, ready to face whatever you had in store for him, "Yep, here it comes...".

With a sigh, you leaned down to take a seat upon the front steps of the building, patting the spot next to you, inviting Sallyface to sit there next to you, which he quickly did so, making sure to keep a fair distance between you two. Moving your hair to one side, you began to run your fingers through it nervously, eyes upon the ground, finding your words, "About the hug...I just wanted to say that, um, I didn't mean to put you into an awkward situation, I completely overstepped the boundaries, right? I mean, I was laying in bed and I just grabbed you like that, t-talk about sudden, huh? So, I just wanted to explain myself to you. The thing is, I've always had really vivid dreams about...my dad. At least, ever since he passed away when I was 12, and the dreams always end with me reaching out to hug him, but just as I'm about to wrap my arms around him, I wake up. I can never fully hug him. I wouldn't call them nightmares, but just, dreams without good endings. A-and I know it seems like I'm just dumping my life story onto you right now but, when I reached out to hug my dad in my dream earlier, I actually got to hug him! I finally managed to do it...I don't know if it's because you were there to hug me back when I reached out in my sleep and the feeling somehow seeped into my dream, but I wanted to thank you, Sallyface...", your voice cracked, the corner of your eyes swelling with hot tears, "...and if it's not too much to ask for, do you mind hugging me again, now that I'm awake and I know who I'm actually hugging? I want to thank you...".