Title: Hug
Word Count: 145
Disclaimer: not mine....
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Hugged. Something that lonely boy had rarely experienced, unless he himself was executing the action.
Those dark, raining nights. The power would be out, and shadows would play on the walls.
He would cower in fear, small tears streaming down his young features, holding in strangled whimpers.
He would hug his legs closely to his chest.
Or those happy, enriching occasions. Himawari would smile in his direction, compliment him on some small whatever.
And he would be congratulated by hugging that now precious memory to himself.
But this was the first time in the small past he could vaguely remember where he was being hugged.
Doumeki's strong, toned arms, encircling all of Watanuki's doubts, his uncertainties just disappearing into the wind, eyes wide in joyous surprise.
This was an act of comfort, of condolence. This wasn't in the past tense.
This was a hug.
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A/N: neehhh, so I'm back with some more drabbles! I got these from spur-using through livejournal, so I hope you'll enjoy them!! Reviews are always appreciated!