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Wind and Rain|Phan

God, he hates this.

He can feel himself shaking. He can feel the house shaking.

The wind is blowing too hard, his ears hurt.

Dan doesn't know whether to cry or just stay frozen in a lifeless little ball. He's unmoving, completely dismissive, and he wants it to stay that way. Oh, how he wishes Phil were here.

Phil had gone out with Louise and Caspar earlier and said he may be back a tad bit late; it is currently almost one a.m in the morning. Dan is starting to get worried, Phil usually isn't out this late.

But he's kind of stuck in a little dilemma here, so he can't really worry about Phil at the moment.

Has Dan ever told you how much he's afraid of storms?

That's right, he hasn't. Because he hasn't told anyone, not even Phil. Only his mother knows.

So when he hears glass breaking, his body tenses, tears cloud his eyes, and suddenly he's silently crying.

God, he hears footsteps now. His mind doesn't process that it might be Phil; all he knows is that he's about to get murdered or something.

With the creepy noises and the harsh blowing of wind and rain, this could be a scene in a horror movie.

As the door opens, he notices the light leaking in from the hallway; and honestly, he's surprised that the power hasn't gone out yet. He can hear the creepy creaking of the door, and god, is he ever terrified.

"Dan?"

And as he hears the familiar voice softly uttering his name, relief warms his body.

Dan quickly turns over, and as soon as Phil sees his face he's by his side at an instant.

Phil's hand is cradling his cheek as he worriedly asks what's wrong, because Dan's eyes are red and there are tear stains on his cheeks and his lips are quivering.

"Dan, are you okay? What's wrong?" He asks tentatively.

"Nothing," Dan nuzzles his cheek into the older's palm. "Now that you're here, anyways."

He's relieved to see Phil crawl onto the bed with him and envelop him in warm arms, maybe a bit too intimate for best friends, but it's quite obvious they both think of each other as a bit more.

"Go to sleep, my little Danosaur."

"I am, my big lion."

Sorry for the shit quality but hey gay best friends

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