Gansey pulled the cloak around his body as he stepped beside the Phantom, looking at the sparkling city before them.
Free. He should be happy.
He wasn't.
"I don't want to," he said. "I don't want to leave you." It was utterly insane—but it was true. He didn't want to leave this man. Didn't want to leave him alone to the darkness and unforgiving solitude.
"Do you not want me?" Finally, he glanced toward the Phantom again, searching the mask for answers he knew weren't there. Only those eyes could give anything away.
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Gansey pulled the cloak around his body as he stepped beside the Phantom, looking at the sparkling city before them.
Free. He should be happy.
He wasn't.
"I don't want to," he said. "I don't want to leave you." It was utterly insane—but it was true. He didn't want to leave this man. Didn't want to leave him alone to the darkness and unforgiving solitude.
"Do you not want me?" Finally, he glanced toward the Phantom again, searching the mask for answers he knew weren't there. Only those eyes could give anything away.