Reyna was never a girl to exactly like physical touch. She was fine with the occasional hand shake, high five, hug, etc., but never something very touchy

You, being her girlfriend who’s love language happened to be physical touch, always wanted to cuddle or hug her or kiss her, and even though she wasn’t the most fond of it, she was trying to pull through with it. For you

She sat on her bed in her room, reading a book, but it was quickly forgotten when you entered, moving onto her bed, to move right next to her, nudging your head against her shoulder before curling up right next to her

Her shoulders tended, but she reluctantly relaxed, putting an arm around your shoulders, letting herself lean into you

“You’re like a cat,” She murmurs, sighing softly as she rests her forehead against your temple, feeling surprisingly content and calm