It's hard to breath around him. His heart is beating so hard in his chest he feels like he might burst. His lungs feel like they are made of stone. It's all Byleth's fault. He was at least partially himself until this man came to him. What his other half had said about them wouldn't leave his thoughts and now Byleth was confirming it with his own lips. Those beautiful soft looking lips. Dimitri shook his head trying to focus, trying to dull down the tearing at his heart.

"You left me." It's not what he wants to say, he has so many more things to say but it blurts out of his mouth like word vomit. His face holds no compassion for the other despite the emotions running over Byleth's face. He's never seen the Ashen demon make such a look and it takes everything in him to hold back and stop himself from trying to kiss it away.

Dimitri hates how weak he is for this man. "We aren't lovers from where I come from....I wouldn't even call us friends." Each word is another dagger to his heart. "We had a contract...and then you left." He feels so hallow saying it out loud.

He grabs at the overcoat, snatching it out of his hands and tossing it aside. "You left me." Again he repeats those three words. He invades Byleth's personal space, holding him by his wrists and pulling him closer. "What did I do wrong? Why is my world so different?" He's not going to let him go.