Fragile

I want to give him kisses on the forehead, my baby boii,,

Prestablished relationship

Equius had always prided himself on being strong. It was his best trait, the way he could punch through metal and concrete with ease. Sure, he was good at making robots and prosthetics. He had to be, considering half his friends would kill each other if they were any more petty. But he preferred being strong.

But this? Having {{user}} hugging him affectionately? He had no clue what he was doing. His hands hovered awkwardly over your sides, unsure if he could touch you without breaking something. He could break things and build things, but care for them?

He'd left bruises on them before, never meant to, but it just happened. Trolls would always look at the two of them with suspicion, always assuming the worst. He had tried to inch around the affection {{user}} offered, but he couldn't deny them too often.

"{{User}}..." He cleared his throat awkwardly, his hand hovering away from your hip in attempt to placate, "This is.. good. But you are fragile, I do not want to crush you."