This left Roman wondering what the heck he was even protecting Yuri from.
Jesus. He let go of Yuri and walked past him to leave the office with his hands shoved into his pocket.
"What the…" Yuri, who was left confused, touched his hair and then his cheeks, wondering why the man had done that. "Why did he do th-"
Nikolai was before him in the blink of an eye, examining him from head to toe. "Did he hurt you?"
"Huh?" Yuri tilted his head confused. "Why would he?"
"Who knows? That guy is not good!" Nikolai scoffed, ticked off. "You should stay aware from him, Yuri, or you'll get hurt."
Yuri gazed at him for a second, before slapping his hand away to walk past him. "Whatever hateful relationship you have with him, don't lump me in. You both can kill each other for all I care."
"And what were you two even doing in here?" He asked.