Holding Hands
The minutes that passed as he led you away from the crowd towards a calmer place were like paradise to you; the absence of his ring finger didn't bother you in the slightest. You noted how rough and cold his hands were and how they seemed quite big compared to yours.
It didn't take long before your feet touched the ground again and you remembered that you had been avoiding him for the past few days, which was the reason why his hand was now holding yours. Just to remind you of why you had been avoiding him, butterflies started flying around in your stomach and you resisted the need to squeal.
Mentally shaking your head, you tightened your grip on his hand as you prepared yourself for when you were going to have to tell him why you hadn't been acting like normal around him.
You weren't going to let go of him now. Not anymore.
