''I Can't Remember'' ||PhillipXYuliy||

Chapter Two; Part Three Of Four; What?

Phillip seemed a little surprised by the question.
"What?"
Yuliy shook his head,
"Nevermind, I guess I just.. I just figured you'd still blame me for your family's death, is all."
Phillip shook his head,
"No- No, not anymore. It was dumb of me to think that before. I don't hate you, Yuliy, really. I don't."
This made Yuliy smile, nodding his head.
Phillip smiled back. He didn't say anymore, but he did think a lot of Yuliy.
His eyes, the deep ocean blue.
His odd hair color.
His personality of caring and determined.

Of course, Yuliy thought a lot about his friend.
His blond hair.
The cute sarcastic remarks he had.
The sweet honey scent he had.
But he'd never be able to admit any of that.
Not to Phillip, and not to himself.
Yuliy was still alive for one reason.
To find and protect the Ark Of Sirius.

Phillip hummed quietly as he drank his coffee.
Yuliy ate in silence, staring of into space, clearly lost in thought.
Phillip didn't mind, after the conversation they just had.

But, then Yuliy spoke.
"So, how do you feel about me?"
Phillip thought for a moment.
"Well, I think you're amazing, and strong, and a lot of other things.."
Yuliy seemed surprised by his answer, though, pleasantly surprised.
"I guess.. I just figured you didn't think anything of me. Seems I was wrong. The feeling is mutual."
Phillip laughed, a light laughter that seemed to be the most noticable thing about the café.
His laughter floated above every other noise, for Yuliy at least, and he stared at Phillip.
When Phillip stopped laughing, he looked at Yuliy with a smile on his face,
"What?"