Computer
I came into the library, where Stan was sitting at a computer. He looked over as I approached.
"Hey," he said expressionlessly, turning back to his Word doc.
I stood behind him. "What are you working on?" Putting my fingers in his hair and caressing. He flinched a little.
"A paper," he said.
The fingers of my right hand brushed along the back of his ear as my hands moved down so they could squeeze his shoulders once or twice. This time he didn't flinch.
"Hm," I said, then dropped my hands down to the sides of his arms, to squeeze once. Then I sat down next to him.
It's important to show affection for the ones you love.