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[Felix is always beautiful, even with his eyes still red-rimmed from crying. Dimitri's breath catches in his throat as he tilts his head back to meet his gaze, his eyes immediately flicking down when his tongue passes over his lips. "Pathetic" is definitely the right word. His mouth falls open slightly as he pulls his hand away from Felix's, gently cupping his cheek instead.]

Felix...

[Goddess, he wants to kiss him. It would be wrong, wouldn't it? Or at the very least, it would be a bad idea with him still hurt so badly. Dimitri bites down on his lower lip in an attempt to regain some clarity, leaving visible marks from his teeth.]

...then I won't pretend with you.