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[Dimitri braces himself for a headbutt, honestly. He wouldn’t put it past Felix’s anger to escalate this incident to that. The bite that follows is eons better than a headbutt despite how fast it happens and how it stings. Dimitri holds his hand over his neck, where the skin is warm and slick now. He can feel it pulsing under his hand and he blinks fast.] We’re even? [He’s the one who started this but he’s still catching up with it all. The ringing is fading from his ears.

Dimitri stares where Felix’s skin is flushed red, angry, and the blood is starting to bead at every individual teeth mark.] Yes, I’m sorry, we’re even. I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.

[He bites his lip.] I really missed you.