"I don't want to. Well, I don't want to."

Kenma looks away from the face of the girl, who has her arms outstretched and looks pleadingly at him, asking for a hug. After his refusal, the girl’s gaze became even more pleading, as if her life depended on these hugs.

Looking at this “puppy” expression and smile for a couple of moments, Kenma sighs and leans towards her. Did she want a hug? Well. He doesn't want a hug. So all that came to his mind was to cup her cheeks with his palms and press his lips to hers.