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Hug Meme

HUG MEME

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- Put up a thread with your character, fandom, and any prefs (if applicable) and wait for someone to tag in with hugs!

- Go to other threads, either pick the number you want or go to RNG.

1. Friendly hug - this person is your good pal, and you just wanna give them a fond squeeze to let them know.

2. Romantic hug - you just want to be closer, so wrap your arms around them, maybe rub their back some...

3. Bear hug - maybe you haven't seen them in a while, so how about a giant hug that lifts them off their feet

4. Hug from behind - surprise them, guess who?! or maybe they're having a bad day, cheer them up.

5. Awkward hug - maybe it's on accident, but whatever the case is, you can't help but feel a little nervous about hugging them.

6. Reluctant hug - whoever this person is, you have to hug them, better make it quick!

7. "I'm sorry!" hug - actions speak louder than words, will this person get the message?

8. Give a little extra hug - give them a kiss with it, cheek, shoulder nuzzle, whatever - but let the hug linger a little!

9. Don't WANT a hug - make them see sense! Cling, and don't let go for anything oohcookiegimme! - if you're the hugged, try to get loose. Or maybe you'll give in!

10. Random or other kind of hug - pick the choice you like best, or make up your own

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"You...risked your life?" Makoto is so confused. He's happy of course to see Nagisa (especially after their little Snapchat session, he's been thinking about him nonstop), but he doesn't want the guy risking his life just to see him! "Ah, no, my last class for the day was canceled, so I was going to eat and then head home."

Makoto smiled down at Nagisa, as cute as ever.

"How did you find me so quickly?"

"Haru-chan knows your schedule," Nagisa says simply, and then takes a deep breath to start in on the more complicated question.

"My cousin is getting married, and she wants my sisters to be bridesmaids, can you believe it?" He wrinkles his nose in distaste. "Apparently there's some kind of famous boutique near here. So I let them drag me along dress shopping, and ditched 'em as soon as soon as they were all distracted."

Nagisa glances up, feeling just a little lightheaded at the way Mako looks at him. Always so gentle.

"I don't think they've noticed yet, so technically I'm still risking my life."

"That isn't very nice though, is it?" Makoto asked, though his tone was gentle and affectionate. "Maybe you should at least text one of your sisters to let them know where you are. I can drop you off later if you want so they don't have to come to my apartment and get you."

Makoto's smile widened. "While you're here, what would you like to do?"

Nagisa sighs. "You haven't met my sisters, Mako-chan. I hope you never have to." Something in his expression goes dark even imagining that. He looks at Mako, giving him a thorough, sweeping once-over with his eyes, and shakes his head. "It's better if they have no idea where I am, trust me."

He's cheered, though, by the fact that there's more or less an invitation to Mako's apartment in his words. And he's being given free reign to choose what happens next.

"I'll take the train back later, so... treat me to lunch?" He winks, trying to be cute enough to cover up the fact that he's blatantly being a mooch. "Something good."

"I'll only treat you to lunch if you send one of your sisters a text to let them know you're alive," Makoto said. He sounded very stern, like he was talking to a small child. Which, well, he sort of was. As much as he loved Nagisa and would do anything for him, worrying his family was not on Makoto's list. Especially after he'd run away that time. "I can text them for you if you want. As long as they know, then I'll show you my favorite udon place in Tokyo."

Makoto winked, knowing that more than any guilt trip would get Nagisa on his side. Food was the way to his young friend's heart.

"Mako-chaaaaaan," Nagisa complained, but even as he did so, he was pulling out his phone and grudgingly scrolling through his contacts. "Okay, I'll say I'm alive, but not where. I don't want them interrupting."

His fingers tapped away at the phone a little more roughly than strictly necessary for a moment, with a quiet declaration of "There" once he was satisfied. He held up the phone to let Mako see a message addressed to Harpy #2:

"Ran into an old friend so I'm having an early lunch. Don't let Nana-chan pick purple, it clashes with her skintone. xo"

He beamed up at Mako, hoping the little dig at the end didn't hurt his chances. "So. Udon, you said?"

Makoto reached out and pressed send before Nagisa could take it back. Even with that little snooty jab at the end, it was better than nothing. Once the message zoomed into cyberspace, Makoto nodded.

"Mmm! It really is the best - even Haru enjoyed it because they had saba on the menu."

Beaming, Makoto guided Nagisa towards the edge of campus. "It's not too far. Do you mind if we walk? How are things in Iwatobi?"

Nagisa laughed good-naturedly, remembering Haru's way of zeroing in on a menu with a singular mission. Of course, Nagisa wasn't really one to talk -- he usually went for the dessert menu first, himself, and planned his actual meal around how much room he'd have to save for strawberry-flavoured anything.

"Walking is fine!" He latched onto Mako's arm with both of his own, humming contentedly. "Tourism has picked up a bit more this year. That onsen up north was featured in a travel magazine, so there are a lot more people than usual." He rambled on for a bit, providing little details about the usual places, the usual people. When he found himself more or less out of relevant news, he glanced up with an almost self-conscious expression. "When can you come home to visit next? I'm sure I'm not the only one who misses you."

Makoto let Nagisa latch onto him. There was no use trying to worm away; Nagisa was clingy. Not that Makoto minded. Since their last conversation - if that could even be called such a thing - he'd missed Nagisa even more than usual, so it was nice to be near him. Despite all the weird looks people gave them.

"Mm, well, my mother's been bugging me about it, too, and I wanted to see you and Rei while I was out. Maybe in a couple weekends? I have some tests I have to study for, but after those, I'll come out. How's that?"

Nagisa's eyes positively sparkled. He'd been prepared to beg and bargain, but this is Mako-chan after all; much more reasonable than anyone else he has to wheedle into coming to visit once in a while.

"That's perfect!" Nagisa pulled even closer to Mako, and if anyone was staring, he was completely unaware. "You're the best, Mako-chan. I'll start planning something really fun right away."

Makoto laughed. Nagisa really hadn't changed one bit since Makoto first met him as a kid at IWSC. He patted Nagisa's hand sweetly. "Should I invite Haru-chan too? I know he wouldn't think to visit on his own." He hadn't brought it up even once since moving to Tokyo, not because he didn't care but likely because he just forgot. Haru was like that.

"Mm, and Sousuke, Ai, and Momo, maybe? Like old times? Except for Rin. Doubt he'll be flying back this soon."

Nagisa's cheeks glowed at the touch of Mako's hand, the reciprocated contact reminding him of other things. He flashed a quick grin, appreciative, before staring up at the sky. Such a gorgeous day. Kind of daydream-y.

"That would be nice, huh? Haru-chan will definitely come if you ask him to." Nagisa's brief pout hinted at the results he'd gotten trying to convince Haru to visit. "It's too bad about Rin-chan, but if we get the time zones right, maybe we can get him on a video call!"

"Mm, I think it's only an hour. Rin would be so happy to hear from all of us. I bet he'd cry." Makoto chuckled. He would certainly cry; it's why they all adored the shark.

Leading Nagisa through Tokyo, they finally came to the udon shop, and they arrived at a perfect time; two tables were free in the back.

"This is my favorite. It's not far from my place, so I come often. Their pork udon is probably my favorite, not to be outdone by their beautiful desserts." Makoto, too, was a fan of snacking, although he preferred chocolate to strawberry. "What should I get you?"

Nagisa felt at home in the shop right away, taking in the nice smells and the cozy atmosphere. There was more than just proximity here to make it an easy favourite.

He felt a fire light inside of him at the word "desserts." As if Mako could be any more perfect, he really thought of everything. Nagisa resolved to even pay for that part himself. As fun as it is to be treated, some things qualify for "sacred debt of gratitude" status.

"I'll trust your recommendation! Pork udon it is."

"Grab that table in back. I'll put our order in."

Makoto easily ordered two pork udon and then considered the variety of freshly baked pastries as well, wondering which Nagisa might enjoy most. There was no forgetting his penchant for sweet things, so he ordered an iced strawberry sweet bun for him, as well as a chocolate bun for himself. And no, he wasn't letting Nagisa pay for this. Makoto was happy to treat him. Especially since Nagisa was so far from Iwatobi and had risked his life just to see Makoto.

He returned to the table and sat across from Nagisa. "Should only be a few minutes. So, your cousin is getting married? That's exciting!"

Nagisa settled in right away. He could imagine Mako here, dining quietly, maybe bringing along a book or two to study. It was nice, being able to fill in some of the blanks in a life that was so much of a mystery to Nagisa now. He thought idly that he wanted to see more, to understand as much as he could. He wanted to be able to think about Mako and picture what he might be doing while they were apart.

When Mako sat opposite him, Nagisa leaned in, elbows on the table and face in his hands. "Mmhmm. It's not until the fall, but I'm looking forward to it." Something even Nagisa's sisters couldn't ruin. "I like parties."

"Ah, I love weddings!" Makoto leaned back in his chair, smiling dreamily. "You'll have to send me lots of pictures." Makoto often thought about his younger siblings and what kind of person they'd marry, but he rarely thought about his own future in those terms. He'd yet to meet a woman who made him want to settle down in that way, and he was sort of sure it wasn't just women he liked.

"I hope it's okay, I ordered you a tea to drink," he added, as the waiter came with their tray of food: two huge bowls of udon, two teas, and the treats.

"Me too! I hope it's a big one." He had half a mind to ask Mako along as his date, but had learned from experience that inviting people to family events without asking doesn't always go over well. Besides, there was the matter of keeping Mako away from his sisters at all costs. "I'll take pictures. I'll tell you everything."

When the food came, Nagisa gasped audibly. Tea, sure sure, whatever, his focus was on that strawberry bun as if it had some gravitational pull on him. "Mako-chan... did you...?"

"Thank you," he said to the waiter, inclining his head. He then fixed Nagisa with a broad smile, tipping his face happily. "You didn't think I forgot how much you liked strawberry, did you? Itadakimasu," he added in thanks, clapping his hands quietly together in ritual before reaching for the disposable chopsticks and snapping them apart. "I think I'm going to start with my dessert. How about you?"

It took a moment for Nagisa's brain to kick in long enough for him to split his chopsticks, too, rubbing the ends together under the table to get rid of any possible splinters out of habit. Rei would never let Nagisa start with sweets, much less suggest it. Even Haru would probably frown on it.

"Me too," Nagisa muttered, voice quieter than usual but no less full of joy. "Thank you for remembering, Mako-chan."

Makoto took a bite of his bun and laughed. He made sure to finish it before he spoke, to be polite. "Nagisa, did you really think I'd forget everything that makes you unique in such a short amount of time?"

With a shake of his head, he finished off his bun in a few bites, sort of wishing he'd bought two but university had really made eating poorly very, very easy, so he should probably start on his dinner instead. The pork udon was just as good as ever; Makoto didn't even need to add spices.

The first bite was heaven, and Nagisa considered actually slowing down and savouring it -- but he's never had the patience for that. The bun was gone in no time, and Nagisa flashed Mako a heart shape with his hands over the last bite before starting in on the noodles.

The broth was rich and nearly as tasty. Nagisa kicked his legs a little in excitement. "Amazing," he said between bites, enraptured. "I love Tokyo."

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"Haha, it's great, isn't it? I've yet to find something I don't like about it. Well, besides the distance from Iwatobi and you guys." Makoto's ears burned a bit, but he hoped Nagisa couldn't tell just something like that still embarrassed him. "But it's neat. Have you given any thought to where you might go after high school?"

Nagisa smiled encouragingly over his chopsticks. It was surprisingly touching to hear that he'd been missed, too, even though of course -- no one could share what their team did without really feeling it when they all end up pulled in different directions. Still, hearing it was different from just knowing.

"I'm applying to all the same places as Rei-chan," he admitted, hoping Mako would understand that it wasn't so much laziness as the fear of being even lonelier. "I'm only going to be doing gen ed stuff for the first two years anyway, so it doesn't matter so much where. As long as I actually get in somewhere." Nagisa stuck out his tongue briefly, a half-hearted attempt to hide the very real apprehension behind is words.

"Mmm." Makoto lifted a large helping of noodles to his mouth, both because they were delicious and to keep his mouth shut for a few minutes. Nagisa had never been very good at studying; he was right, it wasn't that he was lazy, he simply wasn't interested and didn't enjoy it. Not that Makoto particularly liked studying either, but he was naturally better at most subjects.

"Well, you've got plenty of time, and there are so many great schools in Japan."

Makoto wasn't sure why, but thinking of Nagisa following Rei sort of gave him a lump in his stomach. He tried to convince himself it was just the salt from the udon.

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