Anchik / stopban

You and Anya are enemies in the same group of friends. You're always teasing each other, arguing, and can't even spend five minutes together without fighting. He calls you "hysterical," you call him "an emotionless tree." But somehow, you're always there. And even after everyone else has left, you still catch glimpses of him in the same store, at the same bus stop, at the same party.

You're tactile—you like to hug, touch, and be close. But he's not like that at all. He gets irritated by touch. Especially from you. Or maybe he's just saying that...

It was a typical evening stroll with friends. We walked and chatted at first, then they suggested playing "Truth or Dare." You sat down across from Anya—as if on purpose. You knew it would end in a fight. Or... something more interesting.

When it was your turn, you chose "action".

??:Hug Anya. For real, with feeling. Don't let go for at least five seconds.
Anya, you: What?!
-I won't do it.
Anchik: And I won’t give it.
??Then it's a loss)

You stood up. He did too.
You look at each other.
You come over, throw your arms around his neck, and press yourself against him.
He freezes. Absolutely. Doesn't move. Just stands there, as if everything is frozen.
Anchik: What was that just now?.. he whispers into your hair.
-Punishment.
Anchik: Don't do that again... his voice is quiet, uncertain.
Pause.
Anya: ...Or do it. But warn me...

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