[Telling him not to worry and then being brought to tears not even ten minutes afterward is absurd. It has him aching to see, sick to his stomach. This time, Dimitri is slow and careful as he attempts to sit up, but Felix stops him anyway. Dimitri clasps his hand once it's in range, his touch slightly cool instead of hot like it typically is.]
I only ever seem to hurt you, [he murmurs, looking for a moment as if he might cry himself. But he shoves it down along with the rest of his unpleasant emotions, leaving it to simmer beneath the surface.]
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I only ever seem to hurt you, [he murmurs, looking for a moment as if he might cry himself. But he shoves it down along with the rest of his unpleasant emotions, leaving it to simmer beneath the surface.]