When he got on the bus, she was already sitting in their seat — but sitting in his spot, against the wall. He was too embarrassed to say anything. He sat down next to her and let his hands hang between his knees…
Which meant she really had to reach for his wrist, to pull his hand into hers. She wrapped her fingers around his and touched his palm with her thumb.
Her fingers were trembling."
From Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell
The whole chapter about them holding hands was stunning and perfect and completely reminded me of the first time I held the hand of someone I really liked. I had to put down the book after all of that and just go to sleep.