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Lance quite quickly buried his head into his chest, eyes shut as he quietly muttered

"P-Please...d-don't ever worry me like that..."

"HF-" 

He blushed but couldn't help his hands from gently combing through Lance's hair, smiling down at him a little 

"quietly I would've been fine...it wasn't that big of a drop..." 

"I know...but you know you have fraile ankles...a-and your literally terrified from heights! W-What if you fell on your arm, y-you would've broken it..."

He laughed a little 

"Lance, I'm not that weak-" 

"Y-You know you have g-grandpa ankles Dmitri..-"

"W-I do not have grandpa ankles!!" 

"...You twisted your ankle while jogging...Dmitri ;-.-;"

"Hmph-"

"...Just...don't be so reckless Dmitri, you know I over worry, and this is just another thing that proves my point."

"I wasn't being reckless! quietly ...I just.....wanted to go to the beach...I-I haven't been able to go since mom.......she-she loved it there. I just-I wanted to be with her. In some capacity."