Hey guys now i have decided that i will take imagination request but just for Hussain.
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The doorbell rings and you hear three knocks. No one was home, so you're cautious as you tackle the stairs one by one and walk towards the door to answer it.

"Hussain ?"

He was still in his pajamas, a grey t-shirt and blue cotton pants, his hair a careless mess.

"Y/N. . . " He says under his breath, his voice shaky.

"What's wrong?" You ask him, trying to get him to look up at you, but he refused. He just shakes his head quickly and kept acting like he was going to say something but decided against it.

"Get inside," You say, opening the door wider and ushering him in. He still wouldn't look at you, but at least now you can tell that his eyes were puffy and red.

He hugs himself and bites his lip.

"Hussain," You mumble, touching his arm, which was freezing cold.

"I just. . I need you. I need you bad," He manages to say.

Without meaning to, you widen your eyes.

"C'mere," You pull him in for a tight hug.

He hesitates, pulling away slowly. "I don't want to hug," He whispers.

You furrow your eyebrows. Hussain loves to hug. He always hugs you. And at a moment like this, when he needs you, he won't.

"W-what?" You stutter.

Suddenly you feel his hands on your waist and he quickly pulls you closer, not giving you enough time to react.

You catch his eye for a split second, before he looks away and releases a small smile. You were now pressed up against his chest and he was looking down at you, trying to decide whether or not he really wanted to do this.

"When I said I needed you, um. . I just, meant that I wanted to, like, uhm -"

"Kiss me," You finish for him.

He nods and you place your hand on his shoulder, and he looks nervous for a second before pulling you in and pressing his lips slowly to yours.

The two of you had never kissed before now, and you've been in relationships for years. Everyone just assumed that you both did the first kiss but you both always gave each other the time. But now you know it's certain, with the way he holds your back, keeping you from escaping as his lips part against yours, gently stroking your hair with his other hand.

And you knew this wasn't the last kiss you would share, either.