_{[ Squalo pulling away, practically flinching away from him, was new and uncomfortable. He did not like it. Xanxus was not a gentle man, prone to violence and yelling and just straight up shooting things, but Squalo had never shied away from like that. It made his skin crawl, and he very much wanted to punch whatever had put that sort of reaction into his right hand and lover.}

_{He reached out, sliding his hand along Squalo's jaw and up to grip the back of his neck, gripping gently, brushing with his thumb. ]}

Yeah, well, if you gotta check I think you know nicer ways than poking me.