[Felix shivers at the hot air that ghosts past his skin, warming him from inside out as he presses his thighs together.]

Always, [Felix breathes, squeezing Dimitri's hand.] I promised. No matter whose voices you hear, I'll always...

[...love you.

But the words don't make it past his lips, blocked by a lump in his throat that he swallows down.]

Still... I would like it if you listened to mine instead.