[Felix had only seen Dimitri communicate with his ghosts once, bringing to mind the moment of his greatest regret. While the calm that settles over Dimitri is welcome, the circumstances surrounding them terrify Felix more than the manner in which he lashed out at him like a wild animal.
It's in light of this fear that Felix takes a deep breath and climbs back on the bed, focusing on Dimitri's vulnerability rather than the way the emotion threatens to crush his heart or the pain stinging his back at the moment.
He presses his forehead against Dimitri's shoulder, breathing in his scent.]
I'm here.
[For as long as he could manage it. He reaches for Dimitri's hand, squeezing, hoping that the contact roots him to the present rather than wherever his ghosts wish to whisk him off to.]
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It's in light of this fear that Felix takes a deep breath and climbs back on the bed, focusing on Dimitri's vulnerability rather than the way the emotion threatens to crush his heart or the pain stinging his back at the moment.
He presses his forehead against Dimitri's shoulder, breathing in his scent.]
I'm here.
[For as long as he could manage it. He reaches for Dimitri's hand, squeezing, hoping that the contact roots him to the present rather than wherever his ghosts wish to whisk him off to.]
Please... don't forget that.