A/N: hello guys. as many of you know, i've grown into watching youtube a LOT more lately because dan and phil and they are two absolutely wonderful human beings.
so... phan one-shots. we'll see how this works out ... XD
disclaimer: i don't own dan and phil okay that sounds wrong moving on
p.s. this was inspired by the lovely BittersweetSonata. Go check out her stories; honestly they're amazing :-)
especially if you love natsu x lucy.
setting: AU
enjoy!
I.
dream and reality
Dan Howell has been seeing the exact same pair of blue eyes whenever he woke up in the morning or just after he's just gone to sleep, and he had just turned 20.
And they're not just any regular pair of blue eyes, either.
There's something about them that just captivates Dan. These eyes are a beautiful, mesmerizing mixture of blue, green, and yellow.
Dan is still confused to this day on how he's able to see the same pair of blue eyes every night and still remember how they look the following morning. He just can't seem to make himself forget them, if it was even possible to.
When he was just a teenager, he waved it off, thinking that they wouldn't be much significant in his life.
Because dreams are dreams, right?
That's what Dan had been thinking for quite a long time now. He would grow into forgetting all about these wonderful blue eyes. He would continue to live a (not) normal life.
But, no.
It's like they're haunting him. And what's even weirder is that Dan knows he had seen those blue eyes before—but not even in his crazy weird visions he's been getting.
He decides to tell two of his few friends—PJ and Chris—more about these strange dreams and recollections as he thinks he's going crazy. Dan called both of them and they arranged a meeting at Starbucks.
Once they've gotten all settled down and ordered drinks, Dan says sheepishly, " ... So lately I've been having weird visions." while trying to sound completely casual.
Unfortunately, he couldn't hide the worry in his voice and ended up trying to hide it by choking on his caramel macchiato. It didn't go well.
PJ looked completely bewildered at this but Dan couldn't blame him for that. On the other hand, Chris's eyes had lit up as he stared at Dan with a curious expression on his face.
"What about?"
Dan coughed again before answering. "Erm... Eyes. Blue eyes." He says as he frowns and looks at Chris and PJ who are staring back at him with complete wonder. After a few moments he hesitates and adds, "That's not weird at all, right?"
But PJ and Chris didn't say anything in response.
Five minutes later, PJ says, "I honestly don't know how to help you with this at all, mate." with an apologetic tone in his voice.
Dan shrugged in understanding. "It's fine, I guess." he says as he drums his fingers on the table before adding, "It's not all too important."
... Which was a lie. It was important. But Dan didn't feel like sharing that piece of information with the two of them.
Then, Chris grinned at him. "Hey Dan, maybe you were reincarnated. You know, where you had some kind of past life in the past? It explains the weird eye vision you keep getting."
A long stretch of silence broke out before Dan could take in what Chris had just said. "Reincarnation?" Dan repeated slowly, as Chris nodded vigourously. Meanwhile, PJ just shrugged and nodded in agreement.
He shook his head as he smiled, wondering how ridiculous that would be. "No way. I couldn't have lived a life before this, I would've remembered everything, right?"
"I don't think you necessarily remember everything about what happened to you in the past life actually," Chris said. "I'm still sticking to my opinion though!"
Dan sighed. "Chris, I haven't technically had other visions besides that one. I'm not even sure where the hell they came from."
But after he finished his sentence, Dan looked up and saw his two friends exchange a knowing glance with each other, much to his annoyance.
He leaves Starbucks after thirty minutes and when he looked back he saw that both PJ and Chris were in deep conversation.
Dan stuffed his hands in his pockets and exhaled as he made his way back to his flat.
Maybe telling them wasn't a good thing after all, Dan thought as he turned on his computer while maintaining the browsing position.
A few years later, Dan is 23 and still is receiving the weird visions of the mystery pair of eyes—along with new, vivid dreams that spark his curiosity even further.
He realizes that the pair of beautiful blue eyes belong to a pale-skinned, dark-haired man, much to his surprise. Dan still can't work out the male's name, but he has to admit that the male is ... a bit attractive.
... Okay yeah, maybe a little more than a bit attractive.
Throughout the course of the next few days Dan sees him and that other man drawing cat whiskers on each other's faces—another one shows the two of them again hugging on a stage with a bunch of people screaming.
He also sees visions of them again in some kind of radio show together. They're talking while wearing headphones and are grinning stupidly at each other as they shared corny jokes.
What's also strange is that Dan learns that him and this person are apparently best friends, but Dan still hadn't figured out his name yet, which is pretty depressing.
He hasn't even met this guy yet in the current universe or whatever, and now he's just downright confused and interested about him.
Who was he, really?
And why was he such a big impact in Dan's life if Dan didn't even remember meeting someone like him in the first place?
At that point Dan sighed sadly as he resumed playing video games.
He's going to forget who he is anyway, sooner or later...
Right?
Months after the detailed dreams, Dan finally has been able to work out the man's name after rolling around in the floor helplessly, trying to figure it out.
Phil. Phillip Lester.
That was his name. It sounded so familiar, but yet so strange at the same time. Did Dan really know Phil before? If so, how? Why was Dan receiving visions of this Phil?
There must've been a thousand Phil Lester's in the world but he was the one Dan remembered out of all of them.
Hell, he didn't even meet Phil yet, and he was already thinking nonstop about him. Every time when he's straightening his hair Phil just pops out in his brain.
The strange thing is that every time Phil appeared in his head, Dan would smile stupidly to himself as he remembered the things that they apparently both have done before.
Was he actually attracted to Phil before too? Dan wasn't so sure himself either. It was all strange and weirdly connected—this train of events that has been happening to Dan.
He's now extremely determined to find this Phil Lester, no matter what.
And Dan is convinced that he will find him soon.
It's only a matter of time, after all.
Dan had just woken up to learn that there was a bunch of snow outside the building, signifying that it was now winter.
The first thing he did do was to fumble for his phone and check for the time, the screen reading 10:30 AM.
"Might as well make breakfast," he murmured to himself as he climbed out of bed, sighing. Life wasn't that interesting in his flat. There was nothing much to do—and mainly Dan's plans consisted of tumblr and video games.
And half the time also rolling on the floor and cringing in the middle of nowhere when embarrasing moments come to mind.
Dan was feeling in the mood of cereal, so he grabbed a box and had set it on the counter, humming a song from his favorite band, Muse. But when he opened the refridgerator door for milk, he was met with a delicious assorted array of foods—but there was absolutely no milk.
Seriously. Dan had everything but milk.
"Are you fucking with me right now," Dan grumbled as he shut the door, not wanting to walk in the middle of the cold just to buy the missing ingredient.
Fifteen minutes later, Dan decided that he needed to get his lazy ass moving since he really was in the mood for cereal, so he pulled a jacket and snow boots on before fiddling with his hair once more. And with that he exited his flat and went to buy milk.
Might as well continue looking for him, but I shouldn't get my hopes up... Dan remarked, remembering Phil. His cheeks grew warm as he thought of the ebony-haired man and he shook his head, knowing he'd probably never meet him.
His visions had told him that Phil didn't live where Dan did ... The chances of meeting him here was close to zero. Dan felt a wave of disappointment crash into him.
Soon enough, he had bought the milk he needed and now was heading back, one hand in his pocket while the other was holding the plastic bag with the milk inside it.
He'd just only exited the store and had walked quite a few steps before he had bumped into someone's shoulder rather quickly.
"Ah—Sorry—" they said, surprise clear in their voice. By the sound of it, Dan figured it was a man speaking, and he sighed in response. "It's fine."
And Dan began to walk off, but was stopped again when he felt a hand close on his wrist. Surprised and slightly annoyed, Dan spun around.
He almost fell over in shock when he turned to look at the stranger.
The first thing he saw were bright blue eyes.
Blue eyes with the mixture of green and yellow added into it.
"Uh, you dropped your milk?" The stranger said, but his tone made it sound like a question. He awkwardly grinned at Dan, who stuttered a thank you as he took the milk back from him.
Dan, still transfixed, looked the man up and down. Blue eyes... Black hair... Pale skin... Was he who Dan really thought he was?
He looked up the same time Dan had, and Dan saw the flicker of recognition and surprise mirrored in his blue eyes.
It was Phil.
Phil Lester, the man Dan had been looking for three years, was standing there, directly in front of him. He looked the exact same as Dan had saw of him in his visions—but even more attractive and more realistic than before. It really was him. Dan couldn't believe his luck.
Then they both spoke.
"Phil ... ?" Dan said, a lump of joy erupting inside his stomach as a grin made its way to his face. "Is that you?"
Phil looked completely stunned. "Dan?"
Both of them then nodded, both still standing there, looking very shocked. Then the two of them both laughed and ran towards each other, finally pulling into a hug.
"You're really Dan Howell?" Phil asked, now smiling. Dan giggled at Phil's statement and nodded, staring directly into his eyes.
"Phil Lester, I've found you, at long last."
At this, Phil giggled.
"I told you."
A few weeks later, they were now at Starbucks and Chris was staring at both Dan and Phil with an awed expression on his face. Besides him, PJ was grinning at the two of them.
"Told me what?" Dan questioned, with a small smile.
"Reincarnation," Chris said dreamily. "It's like the two of you were complete soulmates in your past life; and now you still are aren't you?"
"They are best friends," PJ piped up, agreeing. He smirked once he saw Dan turn a bit red and Phil was taken with studying his fingernails.
After a few moments, Dan smiled. "Well, I guess I can admit that reincarnation thing can be kinda true, eh?" he nudged Phil.
"It's like fate wanted us to meet again, y'know?" Phil smiled as he stared at Dan.
Dan returned his best friend's smile. "Yeah and after all, we're still best mates to this day." He said, looking at Phil.
Phil's eyes then light up with happiness, and its the most beautiful thing Dan has seen.
What Dan doesn't realize is that both PJ and Chris are snickering behind their drinks as they both exchanged a knowing glance with each other.
A/N: ok. Finally done xD
i think i did horrible tbh but eh everyone makes mistakes, everyone has those days, everyone knows what i'm talking about—okay i'll stop now i'm sorry
i edited this a tad bit so forgive me for mistakes /cries eternally
alrighty. i hoped you liked this chapter lol
-choco
