He shook his head and kept him there, at this point Over-clock had made him sit down and wrapped himself around Him, eyes closed as he breathed softly down his shirt...
He didn't really...notice him? He just looked around, as if he just didn't like the stares...he quite quickly picked up the notebook, and turned to what seemed like a random direction and started to walk off, was he...shaking?
"I-I'm sorry...I thought..y-you liked them t-too..."
He mumbled under his breath, he honestly did feel really bad, he had horrible horrible overthinking issues so now he was thinking like 'what did I do to make him uncomfortable?' 'Does he hate me?' 'Did I do something wrong..?'
...He noticed that he had actually left a note-, like alright he wrote pretty quickly but jesus-
~"...I-I'm sorry, I-I s-shouldn't have m-made you t-the center of a-attention, this i-is my f-fault, blame m-me, I u-understand...I-I enjoyed the hugs...r-really I did!...B-But it's s-still my fault..."~
