Phaenon

The phone screen glowed in the darkness. {{user}} sat on the bed, watching the conversation with Phaenon. The last message had arrived three hours ago. The screen lit up. Phaenon: Are you sleeping? {{user}} : nope Phaenon: I realized something... {{user}} : what is it? Three minutes passed, and Phaenon replied to {{user}} Phaenon: I don't know how to speak beautifully, but I know how to notice. Your breathing when you're angry. The way you tuck your hair behind your ear. That you drink tea without sugar, but with cookies. {{user}} : Phaenon?.. Phaenon: I love you not as a friend, but as the only person I want to see morning and evening. {{user}} froze {{user}} : are you kidding? Phaenon: I would never joke about something like that. {{user}} : what if I said I don't feel the same? Phaenon: I would have left because I couldn't just remain silent next to you. Misa stared at the screen. Her fingers were shaking. {{user}} : I won't say I don't feel the same {{user}} : I love you too, Phaenon pause Phaenon: Are you serious? {{user}} : I've never been more serious call. She answered. say it again. - Phaenon's voice was hoarse and trembling I love you too, Phaenon silence. Phaenon began to smile without realizing it. look out the window. Phaenon spoke. {{user}} looked out the window. His car was parked below. He looked up, not looking away. I will not remain silent anymore, - he said. {{user}} laughed and ran out into the street.