A/N: Let me start off by saying, this is a short OneShot. Very short. Shorter than anything I've written in a while. So, I doubt it's very good.
I got the idea for this story after I asked the question, "Do you think Buzz Lightyear gives good hugs?", to all my followers on Formspring. The question was meant to be funny, but after several people answered with no and blamed it on his clunky plastic suit, I took it upon myself to write a short drabble about Jessie actually liking Buzz's hugs. 'Cuz that's what I do, lol.
Feel free to read the answers or answer the question yourself here: www. formspring. me/r/do-you-think-buzz-lightyear-gives-good-hugs/231949879897760639 [Just remove the spaces!]
Disclaimer: I do not own Toy Story or any of its characters.
Buzz gave great hugs. Of this, Jessie was sure. You wouldn't think that, of course - him being made of plastic and all - but he did. Maybe it was the way he was shaped. Or maybe it was the fact that she herself was made of cloth, making the two different materials mesh together in a perfect sort of way.
And it wasn't just how he hugged, but when he did so. How he knew the exact moment to show up when Jessie was having a bad day, she didn't know. Maybe he was stalking her. Or maybe he had an intuition that went off the second someone around him was feeling less than okay.
Whatever the case, he was always there - just before Jessie felt as though she'd fall apart - hugging her close enough to keep her together.
And it was his hugs alone that had the power to do that. The power to put everything in perspective; literally turning Jessie's frown upside down. A single hug from Buzz accomplished more than a long talk into the night.
It was interesting because Jessie knew that, for the most part, Buzz wasn't a very touchy guy. The cowgirl took notice early on that with his other friends, his physical interaction went no further than a friendly handshake.
But with her, it was different. There were no boundaries when she was around. Whether she was up on the windowsill, mourning over Emily; or in a far corner of the toy box, willing for sleep to find her - you could be sure Buzz was not far away, putting all his nervousness aside and consoling Jessie in any way he could; finishing with his infamous hug.
In fact, it was under that speculation that made Buzz's hugs all the more special. And as years past, Jessie soon came to realize that this particular gesture – this powerful embrace that seemed to melt all her problems into puddles, time and time again - wasn't actually Buzz's hug at all.
It was Jessie's hug, made and meant for only her.
A/N: A longer OneShot might come out of this. I don't know yet. I do know, however, that the idea of Buzz just walking up to Jessie on a bad day and hugging her makes for an adorable scene. ;]