***Bear***
I loved the feeling of her against me. She was shorter and smaller, and I loved her size. I could wrap myself around her like I was a shield for her, and I would be one.
She looked up at me after she turned her soft eyes to meet mine; she glanced at my shoulder, and I saw her wince a little.
"Maybe you should change your shirt," She picks at the material of my sleeve; looking down, I shake my head.
"Only if you come with me," I pull her to me again.
She chuckles a bit, and I feel myself relax; she has been guarded and quiet.
"Please," I peck her on her lips and pout, shaking her head.
"Alright, come on, you," she says, taking my hand as we walk past the bar area. She stops. We both glance into the kitchen, spotting Joy as Roach is attempting to help her, but it looks as i
