[Felix keeps his hand wrapped around Dimitri's--not as firm a grip as he wants it to, but it's all he has right now as he's recovering from his injury. The fact that Dimitri can pull away anytime he wants has him rooted to the spot, frozen in fear as he considers that option that must never come to pass. Of Dimitri's back fading into the distance as Felix desperately tries to reach out one more time, only never to see him again.
Swallowing, Felix resolves to look up from where he's hiding, his eyes on Dimitri's face.]
...I don't want you to pretend, [Felix says slowly, mouth dry as he licks his lips in anxiety, willing himself to keep his gaze steady despite the wild beating of his heart.]
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Swallowing, Felix resolves to look up from where he's hiding, his eyes on Dimitri's face.]
...I don't want you to pretend, [Felix says slowly, mouth dry as he licks his lips in anxiety, willing himself to keep his gaze steady despite the wild beating of his heart.]