Chapter 211: Feelings
"Just let me stay like this for a moment." Quizen mumbled, burying his face further into Coco’s shoulder.
Coco felt a shiver run down her spine, his hot breath making goosebumps rise in her arms as she nodded her head slowly, choosing to be understanding of the mediator’s confusing situation.
What’s wrong with this guy? Coco thought, turning her attention away from Quizen to the pink haired mediator.
"I’m sorry, Joachim, but.." Coco said with an apologetic look on her face, "Can you send someone to my house? I would love to go, but this one seems like he won’t be moving anytime soon."
As if to prove her words true, Quizen hugged Coco, his face hidden as he buried it into the curve of her neck, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist.
He held onto her, his body pressed against her, his grip tight, but not bruising.
The mediator stayed hidden, his face remaining out of sight as he clung to her, his body tense and his breathing slightly ragged, as if he was catching his breath like he had done a quick jog.
Coco froze, her eyes wide and her body still as Quizen unceremoniously hugged her, his sudden action catching her off guard.
"See..? I don’t think he will let go." Coco laughed nervously, a sweat dropping on her cheek as she held out her hand and grabbed Quizen’s shoulder, pushing him away slightly, but to no avail, the mediator stayed seated and close to her.