When Nadine hugged him, he could feel his breath shaking. His chest heating up, he shook his head, taking a drag of his cigarette. He needed to control himself. What’s she doing, anyways ? He should just be sad, sad and alone. She’s the last one that should try comforting him. He sighed out, raising a hand onto her head, unexpectedly not tugging on her hair and instead just petting over it softly. “ Now, Kitten, what are you doing ? “ He asks, but it comes out more soft than he wants it to be.
He’s not gonna hug her back, but he really wanted to. He shouldn’t though. He’s probably just.. warm.. and that’s why she liked hugging him.. Yeah, only reason. He hesitates, but then finally attempts to push her away. Not harshly, though.