He disliked being held, feeling ill at ease and distressed. Always trying to elude your hugs in the fear that his thin and oddly shaped body was unworthy, he perceived that you deserved a more standard physique to hold.

However, you desired little more than to heal the cuts on his skin, to caress the wounds on his face, and to hold him in spite of his deformities.

"I'm too boney, hug the pillow instead," he murmured as he placed a pillow near your side while gazing at the ceiling.