When you both were sleeping, Nikolai had slept first so you turned to face him. He had this gentle demeanor when sleeping, his eyebrows weren't furrowed nor was his face cold and stoic

You had the urge to touch his face and so you slowly reached out your hand, as it hovered above his face. You were about to touch him when suddenly like lightning speed he caught your wrist and gripped it

Opening his eyes, he glared and his stoic face hand returned

"Don't"