Dimitri clings tight, fingers gripping just a little too hard into the fabric of his shirt, threatening to tear it. His shoulders shake, another choked noise muffled against the other man's neck.
"I do not deserve such kindness." He muttered. Max knew what he had done, and yet he still chose to help him. It was such an overwhelming feeling - someone caring so deeply, so willing to give up what they had earned for him. And don't even get him started on how amazing it was to actually taste those honey cakes again, like a sweet nostalgia that only made his tears fall harder and faster.
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Date: 2020-12-04 03:45 am (UTC)"I do not deserve such kindness." He muttered. Max knew what he had done, and yet he still chose to help him. It was such an overwhelming feeling - someone caring so deeply, so willing to give up what they had earned for him. And don't even get him started on how amazing it was to actually taste those honey cakes again, like a sweet nostalgia that only made his tears fall harder and faster.