The Phantom touched his arm. The Phantom threaded their fingers together.
Gansey's felt like his heart might burst. It was ... a little alarming, the feelings he was experiencing for the Phantom. Like a cut from a knife, carving down his chest. Yet they weren't bad feelings. Merely new. Which was why he didn't answer right away. As the Phantom lead, Gansey squeezed his hand.
The lair was the same. Of course it was—he hadn't been gone very long. Yet somehow it felt like it had been longer than it was.
"I missed you," he said quietly, watching the Phantom with glittering eyes. Oh, how he longed to see the Phantom's face. Know the Phantom's name. There was no way Gansey could be satisfied not knowing more.
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Gansey's felt like his heart might burst. It was ... a little alarming, the feelings he was experiencing for the Phantom. Like a cut from a knife, carving down his chest. Yet they weren't bad feelings. Merely new. Which was why he didn't answer right away. As the Phantom lead, Gansey squeezed his hand.
The lair was the same. Of course it was—he hadn't been gone very long. Yet somehow it felt like it had been longer than it was.
"I missed you," he said quietly, watching the Phantom with glittering eyes. Oh, how he longed to see the Phantom's face. Know the Phantom's name. There was no way Gansey could be satisfied not knowing more.