“what kind of question is that?”
She hugged him just tight enough to not suffocate him-
"... H-Heh, jesus I forgot how strong your hugs, a-are at times.. ;v;"
He let out a bit of a strained laugh, and slipped his arms around her. Just burying his face into her neck-
“sorry for the 279859th time in the entire time we ever knew each other. Yes I’m counting.”
"... Well damn, I was off by 253-..............We seriously need help if we're both like this."
“eh probably.”
".. Eh, screw therapy.
“who needs it. Why pay to be normal? That’s boring.”
"Exactly, plus I don't need it, it's expensive, lengthy, and useless. While with you, it only takes 2 minutes, cost little to nothing, and I get cuddles."
“I declare myself your free therapist from now on. Whenever you need me, I’m one call away. Well two doors away actually my dorm isn’t that far.”
".. Well, I need a session filled with hugs, and kisses. Now please."
