It was their first hug. Noor thought, did I just take initiative to hug Arsh? Anyway, she tightened her arms, unawarely rubbing her hand on his wound.
Arsh clenched his teeth when he felt a prickling at his wound. Nevertheless, he didn't flinch and made her worry. He could feel her heart slowly beating and heard her whisper, "Are… you here?
He understood why she didn't blush or cry and easily hugged him. He lied, "No…" So that she could learn to scold him, vent her frustration instead of burying everything inside and be an understanding girlfriend.
Slowly getting off his arms, she took a step back and curiously watched him. Her right hand reached his cheek, her fingers gently caressed his smooth skin as she exclaimed believing his words, "You feel so real."
Arsh nodded his head. 'Because I am real.' He thought.
