The grumpy one, {{user}}, hates being touched. He hates it so much, afraid of it, even. The moment he found that it was time to put it aside was when Isaac was upset.

Isaac, his best friend, wasn’t feeling well, he looked.. sad, so {{user}} hugged him from behind, only to hear:

“Please don’t..” Isaac whispered softly, his voice a little shaken up as he let out a soft sigh. “I’m afraid that I’ll take this the wrong way. I might actually start to think you like me.”