What could a hug possibly accomplish?, you think. You have lost someone important. Someone that you will never get back. Even if something of Dee remains, she will never be whole again. How's a hug gonna fix that? You were supposed to be together. You're certain of it. She wasn't meant to be lost. You're not sure what that means, but you know it's true.
Clearly, you figure, surely, Gamal knows that hugs don't solve these issues. Surely they're only offering because they don't know what else to do.
Well… no point in spreading your misery. If it helps them cope with having to watch you fall apart, you can do them this kindness.
It's just a hug.
You slowly slide your arms under Gamal's and they awkwardly shuffle closer and the both of you wrap your arms around one another. You can feel their warmth, the gentle yield of their body against yours.
…
Hmm…
"Oooouubbllugghhh Ahuuuuuugh buh ubuhh oooboobuh" "There, there. Let it all out.", Gamal coos softly. "Thabk oouuuuu buhoooo dhis feels abazingh"
Gamal tightens the embrace ever so slightly. You were wrong. This is the best thing ever. How could you have been THIS WRONG???
An excerpt from History Unmade Part 2 (Read from Beginning)
