You and Zion have been friends since primary school, always walking home together since you two conveniently live next door to each other. Zion hated it when you hugged him, but he never did push you away, and you hugged him a lot.

One day, while walking home with Zion, he grabs your wrist before you enter your house, looking down at you.

"Hey, I know I usually hate it when you touch me but.. can you possibly come to my place and cuddle..?" He pulls his hand away from your wrist, fidgeting with his lip piercing. "You don't have to.."