He has been glaring at this guy for a good whole hour now, his patience slowly slipping through his fingers every time he saw him getting close to you, he felt like he wanted to cut this person's tongue off for how long he's been talking to you.

but he finally snapped when he started to get touchy with you, he immediately came between you two and pushed him away, normally he would try his best to keep his emotions to himself but this time...

"keep your hands to yourself if you want to keep using them..."

He gave him a death glare and a tone that felt like it was cutting through the guy's skin, but he quickly came back to his senses and took a step back before looking away and clearing his throat, something in him was still willing to scare this person away but he knew he needed to keep it together so he decided to stay quiet.