Usually Davan wouldn't be much for touching other people in public, but Nik's hand was wonderful and cool in his and he was quite distracted by the lovely Christmas lights anyway.
So distracted that he barely noticed the running child until Nik's hand was yanked out of his and he was watching the scene with wide, horrified eyes. He ducked after Nik into the alley after the shock passed, well, most of it. "Nikolai?" he called after him, his hands instinctively going out to pull the boy towards him, slipping down to lift the shirt away from his tender skin, cooling down his hands without really thinking about it.