This is a lie. You hate Journey.You hate the way that John in slowdance mode snuggles his cheek next to your temple and holds you in front of everyone and doesn’t even care,how both of you by now have worked out the exact shuffle of each other’s bodies so if you step on his feet you are doing it on purpose. You hate how he locks his arms low on your waist tighter than an airplane seatbelt. You hate how if you both were any closer right now, you’d be epidermally fusedor“Doing It.”
You hate how instead of biting off an ear and punching his snout, you kind of deadweight your head on his shoulder and pretend you are having a nap. You are sure this brutal act convinces everyone around that you are not “cuddling”. You have never cuddled. You will never cuddle.