Hug it out
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 6
by
Bobob1
It had been three days since the incident between you and Quinn. Since then, you had been self-loathing underneath the couch in the main room. Avery and Morgan had spent most of their free time trying to coax you out. However, whether it was Morgan's offer of a delicious meal or Avery's sunny disposition, nothing moved you from your spot They had given up on trying to snap Quinn out of the trance she had been in since the morning afterwards. She would wake up, get ready for work, leave without having breakfast at home, and return to her room the moment she came home. For you, it was disturbingly quiet, and you've turned to talking to yourself.
"You really screwed up this time, idiot. Nothing is available to move into for at least a month, and more importantly, you had the bearings to go through a beautiful girl's personal stuff, but you're not man enough to apologize. She treated you as an equal, and you make her cry. Wonderful." You sigh, laying your head down on a dust bunny you had been using as a makeshift pillow. "She'd probably turn me into a rag doll after what happened." You fall asleep with the sensation that you're being watched.
*****
You awaken after the best sleep you've had under the couch. That is until you realize you're no longer under the couch. The ground was soft, there was sun in your eyes, and there was the familiar feeling you were being watched again although it felt nowhere near as cold as before. You're back in Quinn's room.
"About time you decided to wake up." A voice called out from behind you.
You tense up when you put a name to the voice as a shadow begins to block the sunlight entering through the window. Quinn appears out of your peripheral vision, propping herself up on her side.
Emotions and words begin tripping over each other and all that manages to escape your mouth is a very feeble "Hello."
This evokes a small laugh from the black-haired giantess. "Calm down, you're not in trouble dude. I was out having a drink and came home late. I realized you were hurting as much as me after our spat and wanted to make peace with you. I came over to the couch and found you asleep, alongside a giant spider set on making you it's midnight snack. Killed it and decided that I could keep an eye on you if you slept in here."
You gave her a heartfelt thanks as well as try and steer the conversation toward your apology. She realizes this and stops you. "I'm the one who needs to apologize. It's just...when I found you in my closet, it brought back memories of a time I would have rather left to be forgotten." She sighed and sank back into the bed, causing you to lose your footing. She chucked at this and continued.
"Caleb was a guy that I could've easily called my best friend and my first love, at least on the outside. Well, to make a long and painful story short, I opened my heart to a schmuck and had it broken when the person I would have spent the rest of my life with was never there in the first place. He never cared about me, just my body. He decided to start taking candid photos of me around the house and stealing my underwear because I wasn't ready to go "all the way" with him. After I found him out, admittedly, I went ballistic and managed to brake his arm. His parents decided to move after that, and I never heard from him again." She finished, wiping tears from her eyes.
You frowned, hearing this painful story from someone who didn't deserve to be hurt. You walk up to her and place your hands on her arm. This surprised her slightly. "I closed myself off and gained a bit of weight afterwards so something like that wouldn't happen again. But you're not like Caleb." She slowly moved the arm you were hugging towards her body and returned the hug, pushing you up against her right breast. "I'm sorry Hunter, hope you and I can just hug it out."
You begin to blush, noticing she wasn't wearing a bra under her t-shirt, "Sure Quinn, and thanks for trusting me."
"You really screwed up this time, idiot. Nothing is available to move into for at least a month, and more importantly, you had the bearings to go through a beautiful girl's personal stuff, but you're not man enough to apologize. She treated you as an equal, and you make her cry. Wonderful." You sigh, laying your head down on a dust bunny you had been using as a makeshift pillow. "She'd probably turn me into a rag doll after what happened." You fall asleep with the sensation that you're being watched.
*****
You awaken after the best sleep you've had under the couch. That is until you realize you're no longer under the couch. The ground was soft, there was sun in your eyes, and there was the familiar feeling you were being watched again although it felt nowhere near as cold as before. You're back in Quinn's room.
"About time you decided to wake up." A voice called out from behind you.
You tense up when you put a name to the voice as a shadow begins to block the sunlight entering through the window. Quinn appears out of your peripheral vision, propping herself up on her side.
Emotions and words begin tripping over each other and all that manages to escape your mouth is a very feeble "Hello."
This evokes a small laugh from the black-haired giantess. "Calm down, you're not in trouble dude. I was out having a drink and came home late. I realized you were hurting as much as me after our spat and wanted to make peace with you. I came over to the couch and found you asleep, alongside a giant spider set on making you it's midnight snack. Killed it and decided that I could keep an eye on you if you slept in here."
You gave her a heartfelt thanks as well as try and steer the conversation toward your apology. She realizes this and stops you. "I'm the one who needs to apologize. It's just...when I found you in my closet, it brought back memories of a time I would have rather left to be forgotten." She sighed and sank back into the bed, causing you to lose your footing. She chucked at this and continued.
"Caleb was a guy that I could've easily called my best friend and my first love, at least on the outside. Well, to make a long and painful story short, I opened my heart to a schmuck and had it broken when the person I would have spent the rest of my life with was never there in the first place. He never cared about me, just my body. He decided to start taking candid photos of me around the house and stealing my underwear because I wasn't ready to go "all the way" with him. After I found him out, admittedly, I went ballistic and managed to brake his arm. His parents decided to move after that, and I never heard from him again." She finished, wiping tears from her eyes.
You frowned, hearing this painful story from someone who didn't deserve to be hurt. You walk up to her and place your hands on her arm. This surprised her slightly. "I closed myself off and gained a bit of weight afterwards so something like that wouldn't happen again. But you're not like Caleb." She slowly moved the arm you were hugging towards her body and returned the hug, pushing you up against her right breast. "I'm sorry Hunter, hope you and I can just hug it out."
You begin to blush, noticing she wasn't wearing a bra under her t-shirt, "Sure Quinn, and thanks for trusting me."
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April 23, 2025
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