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Dimitri is close enough that Felix can smell his fucking soap. He wants to bite Dimitri's neck, not because there's extra glands there or whatever that beta-concocted myth is, but because he has no other ideas for how to handle the awful want pulsing through him. 

“Felix?” Dimitri looks at him. The fading sunlight illuminates his eyelashes well enough that Felix could count them if he had enough wits to remember what numbers are. They are so, so close together. “Are you alright? You have seemed rather jumpy lately.”

A year ago, Dimitri would've apologized for daring to make an observation about Felix. He would've asked Felix to forgive his presumption. He would've pulled back and looked away—wouldn't have been this close in the first place. 

Words: 2481, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 8 of Dimilix Week 2026

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Posted Feb 21, 2026, 5:35 PM UTC

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