ngl I ship it a bit
I didn't even know they did that... [ She sighs and then shrugs, giving him a little smile. Not much they can do, right? So she follows up that sighing and shrugging with leaning in again, eyes closed and arms sliding to rest around his shoulders. This time she pushes into it, adds heat and want partially to give those damn pervy bots the show they're asking for and partially because with her eyes closed like this, she can pretend he's someone else.
Not because of him. Because of Ned. Ned, the one person in the entire world she can't touch, Ned who brought hugs by proxy and plastic wrap and carefully constructed rules and contraptions into her life. Ned who she loves so much but who also pushed her into holding another mans hand just so she could pretend it was his. Prosthetics that time too, not that she minds or even really notices.
She presses herself close to him, a needy little noise slipping past her lips. Twenty years is a long time to wait. ]