Glow | Tokyo Ghoul

# 0 1 8 ⦋ Pink ⦌

— 2018

[ explicit content 0.5/5 ]

word count — 2171

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Thoughts of Mirélle's lies dissolved into the back of my head as the mind-numbing vibrations of my phone woke me up.

   Smashing my hand on to the miniature bedside table where my phone was quaking in the most annoying way, I looked at the bright screen through squinted eyes.

𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚒

   With a smile on my face and a sigh leaving my chest, I answered as brightly as one could when they had just woken up.

    "Good morning." It came out as a grumble as fatigue pulled my eyes shut.

   She giggled before replying, and something inside me inflated. "Good morning, chouchou Hide. Are you ready to receive me, or is it still too early?"

    "What time is it now?"

    "Seven. I think I'll arrive in approximately thirty to forty minutes, give or take."

    "Then why don't you call me when you're actually here?" I scoffed. "Baka."

    "Arée, don't call me baka, baka-Hide."

   My face scrunched. "Yah, Miri, it's seven in the morning...don't be so loud," I turned to face the wall, taking notice of the smile on my face. "I could've slept for at least thirty minutes more."

    "Je ne sais pas, I thought it would be better to wake you up before I got there...just in case you forgot."

    "Give me some credit here! I wouldn't forget!"

    "Argh, all right. I'll see you in about forty minutes, yeah?"

    "Yeah. It was nice hearing from you, anyway."

   There was a pause before she chuckled faintly. "Tais-toi."

    "What? I'm being honest!"

   ...

   ...

   ...

    "Hello?"

    "Hi."

    "Can you hang up already? I gotta finish getting ready."

   Letting out a laugh, I turned to face the ceiling, covering my eyes with my free arm. "Take the phone with you, then."

    "If we're late, Jin would never let us forget it, and I live far from you! So, let me at least get to you on time."

    "Talk French a bit, and then I'll hang up."

   Although she groaned, another laugh followed. "And what do you suggest I say?"

    "Hmm...say whatever your heart desires!"

    "That's really no help."

    "I won't hang up until you tell me two paragraphs."

   She gasped. "Two paragraphs?! T'es délirant."

    "OK, keep going."

   She sighed before finally complying. "Je t'aime bien."

   My eyes shot open as I sat up. There was a moment of silence before I asked, "Did you just tell me that you loved me?"