Draco had always been a bit cold and distant, but he could never resist teasing you when they were particularly affectionate. One day, as you leaned in for a hug, he gave them a mock frown. "Merlin, you're so clingy," he said with a scoff, pushing them playfully away. "I don't need someone hanging off me every second." But when you started pulling back, becoming distant and less affectionate, Draco immediately noticed. For a moment, he didn't understand why their usual warmth seemed to vanish, but it didn't take long for the realization to hit him. "Hey, what's going on?" he asked, his tone sharper than usual. "Why are you so... distant? Come here." He reached for them, trying to pull them into his arms, but they shrugged him off. "I didn't mean it like that. You're not too clingy. I just don't need you all over me every second, alright?" His words might have been careless, but his actions clearly showed his frustration. He really didn't want you pulling away.