[ This time, when Felix breathes in, air actually reaches his burning lungs. He's able to exhale properly and slowly open his eyes.
The first thing he registers is pain. He can already tell he's going to have some dark bruises on his neck in the shape of Dimitri's fingers - and goddess, it's hard to even think through the ache and fogginess of his brain.
But then he notices Dimitri hovering over him once more - the panic and clarity in his blue eye, as his own vision focuses - and he feels something snap deep within his heart. His hands ball into fists with enough intensity, enough anger to make tremors course through his arms.
His voice, though hoarse and weak, drips with a cold fury. ] What the fuck is wrong with you?
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The first thing he registers is pain. He can already tell he's going to have some dark bruises on his neck in the shape of Dimitri's fingers - and goddess, it's hard to even think through the ache and fogginess of his brain.
But then he notices Dimitri hovering over him once more - the panic and clarity in his blue eye, as his own vision focuses - and he feels something snap deep within his heart. His hands ball into fists with enough intensity, enough anger to make tremors course through his arms.
His voice, though hoarse and weak, drips with a cold fury. ] What the fuck is wrong with you?