[Yet that blush that still paints his features determinedly undermines that protest. As with the way his body laments the loss of heat now that he's distanced himself slightly from Dimitri on the bed. It's the same part of him that keeps himself rooted to this spot, unwilling to let that heat slip away anymore than it already has.]
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[Yet that blush that still paints his features determinedly undermines that protest. As with the way his body laments the loss of heat now that he's distanced himself slightly from Dimitri on the bed. It's the same part of him that keeps himself rooted to this spot, unwilling to let that heat slip away anymore than it already has.]
You're imagining things.