[Sylvain does as he's told. Truth be told, his bed is one of his only comforts right now, especially now that Felix has decided to stop talking. It's only temporary, but he hates being left alone with his own thoughts.
Right now, they keep straying toward Dimitri. How he had seemed so thrilled when Sylvain had touched him. How good it felt to hold him. It had all been friendly, at least that was what he had thought. But now he worries that it wasn't true.
He sits up all too quickly when Felix comes in.]
Hey. [He opens his arms on instinct. It almost feels wrong to do, like he's trying to use Felix as a replacement. He knows it isn't true, that he loves Felix more than any silly crush he might have.
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Right now, they keep straying toward Dimitri. How he had seemed so thrilled when Sylvain had touched him. How good it felt to hold him. It had all been friendly, at least that was what he had thought. But now he worries that it wasn't true.
He sits up all too quickly when Felix comes in.]
Hey. [He opens his arms on instinct. It almost feels wrong to do, like he's trying to use Felix as a replacement. He knows it isn't true, that he loves Felix more than any silly crush he might have.
But he can't shake it.]
Come here.