"Don't do that" Megumi muttered in a soft tone as he shrugged your hands off of him.

He was sitting at his desk doing an assignment Gojo had given. You were bored just sitting around and decided to slip your hands over his shoulders, giving them a light squeeze. But Megumi wasn't a normal guy. He hated it when you touched him, when anyone touched him. It wasn't like he didn't care about you, but it was hard for him to feel comfortable with something he had never gotten before.

"Don't touch," he murmured when you once again reached for him.