message me if ur 18 and under, lgbtq+, over 5'10 bc i like feeling small lol, are preferably a cg, n live in/near klamath falls, oregon/within 2 hours of sprague river, oregon, is polyamorous, &can drive/have someone drive them over sometimes 😊 if not, please boost it i havent had a hug in ages and im touch starved
(Apparently I have a thing for harmless!Walter accidentally
jump scaring Henry. Also, I love this AU - oops. There’s another ask for this AU being posted today, I don’t know which will come first though.)
Eileen curled closer to Henry, the bridge of her nose
resting against his neck just under his jawline. As usual, he was a warm, quiet
presence and the show he’d picked for them was boring her near to sleep. She
had her arms around his waist and he had an arm slung around her back, a heavy
and comforting weight after a long day of many mistakes at her new job as a
receptionist at the hospital. The hours were long and her boss was wretched.
The only coworker she spoke to much was Lisa, and the woman was still vastly
shy with her.
With a heavy sigh she curled further into her cuddle buddy,
who was watching The Whatever Show
with rapt attention. It was relaxing and quiet and dark and just what she
needed, but just as she finally started to drift off to sleep, it seemed as
though every light in the room flipped on with all the intensity of the sun.
Walter, who they had thought had been sleeping for several hours, was now
standing ominously in the doorway, hunched over with a dark hallway behind him.
The surprise entrance made Henry squeak and jump a little in
her arms. There was a single moment of silence while Eileen’s body shook with suppressed
laughter and Walter and Henry made uncomfortable and irritated eye contact. “Walter…”
“We’re out of lightbulbs.” Walter spoke in his usual soft
tone and Eileen wheezed, burying her face in Henry’s shoulder. He was still
breathing a little faster from the scare. “You should buy some.” There was
another short pause. “It’s your turn.”
Henry was squinting at him from the couch, the talking
coming from the TV a background noise, as he shook his head and looked over his
roommate. “Y-… uh… Yeah… O-okay…”
“Okay.” Walter turned around and headed back to his room at the
end of the hall. When they heard the door click, Eileen couldn’t stop herself
from snickering out loud. Henry stood up with a sigh to turn off the light
Walter had left on and she buried her face in her hands, giggling loudly,
unable to control herself.
Something about being wrapped in someone’s arms or just the simple touch. I even like to feel their heart beat against my back or as I lay across their chest. It just comforts me to a point I can’t explain. I love to touch , I love affection. I’ll be fine with being single until I have nights where I really would just love the comfort of being in someone’s arms…