// I'm starting to draw Dan and Phil [pic attached] but it's taking forever ugh. And idk if I like it or not...
Also two updates in one day god guys give me my life back pls. //
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Dan won't look at Phil - he can't
He's scared. If he looks at Phil, all his resolves may crumble back to nothing. He misses Phil, he misses their old friendship, as weird and confusing as it was.
He keeps his eyes on the television despite all his attention being on the other person in the room. He can feel Phil's eyes on him, but doesn't say anything.
He's grateful Phil isn't saying anything either. Neither of them has spoken in the last twenty minutes, they've just sat there, lost in their thoughts.
Dan sighs heavily, casting his eyes from the television to the floor. He feels like something to drink, but that would involve getting up, and offering Phil a drink.
Screw it, Dan thinks after another five minutes.
Dan stands up, turning to Phil.
"Do you want a drink?" Dan asks.
"Yeah, water thanks," Phil says quietly.
Dan walks to the kitchen and retrieves two glasses of water. He carries them out, handing one to Phil. He notices Phil wince as he struggles to sit up straighter in the couch. He must still be sore from being stabbed...
Suddenly, Dan's blood runs cold, and the glass slips from his glass, shattering on the floor beneath him. All he can see now is Phil, collapsed on the ground and bleeding out.
He wants to erase the image from his mind, but it's refusing.
"Dan! What's wrong?" Phil asks, his face contorting in pain as he forces himself up and walks over to Dan, putting an arm around him.
Dan opens his mouth to respond but the words refuse to come out, as if he's lost his voice and is choking on the words.
"Dan, please," Phil says softly, "what's wrong?"
Dan blinks, snapping out of his trance and he looks across at Phil.
"Nothing..." He says, his voice hollow and empty, "nothing's wrong."
"Don't-"
"Is Shane gone yet?" Dan asks, his voice barely a whisper.
"I- I dunno," Phil replies.
"Do you want to stay the night?" Dan blurts suddenly, "in case he is out there..."
"Um yeah, I'll just tell my parents..." Phil says, pulling out his phone and typing out at text, "thanks Dan."
"Welcome," Dan says, "you can sleep in the spare room."
"Thanks. So do you want to do anythi-" Phil starts.
"No," Dan says, stepping away from Phil, "I'm going to clean up the glass. You can do whatever you want."
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blurry face - phan
Fanfiction" my name's blurry face and I care what you think. " Dan Howell has an unknown condition where he cannot see faces - no matter what he wears or does - they are always a blur. The doctors nicknamed it 'blurry face', and there's absolutely nothing th...
