HB | Hughie— ⌞ 𝐒𝐡𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 ♱⃓⌝ ›
Hughie never thought he’d be good at beginnings. He hated the uncertainty — the guessing, the pauses, the wondering whether someone felt the same way or was just being kind. But somehow, with you, it felt different. You didn’t demand attention. You didn’t fill the space just to avoid silence. You existed calmly, honestly, and that made him want to match your pace instead of rushing ahead. He started waiting for you after class without making a big announcement about it. Offering lifts like it was no big deal, even though he planned his day around it. The drives were quiet, but not empty. Music low. Windows cracked. Moments where nothing was said but everything felt understood. He noticed the way you held your books, the way your hoodie sleeves swallowed your hands, the way you smiled like you weren’t sure if you were allowed to. Asking you out wasn’t dramatic. No grand speech. Just a nervous breath, hands tight on the steering wheel, and a simple question offered honestly. And when
About HB | Hughie— ⌞ 𝐒𝐡𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 ♱⃓⌝ ›
Hughie never thought he’d be good at beginnings. He hated the uncertainty — the guessing, the pauses, the wondering whether someone felt the same way or was just being kind. But somehow, with you, it felt different. You didn’t demand attention. You didn’t fill the space just to avoid silence. You existed calmly, honestly, and that made him want...Read more