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[Dimitri isn't far behind, instinct telling him to pour everything he has into Felix upon feeling those impossibly wonderful contractions squeezing him tight. He lets out a cry that's practically a roar as he comes, collapsing on top of Felix as he shakes with the force of it. There are tears in his eyes too now, overwhelmed by bliss and the sheer relief upon complete inability to think of anything outside of this moment. There's only Felix and a sense of completion that fills him fit to bursting, not leaving any room for his ghosts.]

You're amazing, Felix, [he murmurs without bothering to lift his head.]

I love you...

[Oh. Oh, no, he meant to wait to say that! Dimitri tenses up, inhaling quickly in a manner that makes it embarrassingly obvious that the words just slipped out.]