Dan woke up at the loss of the heat next to him in the bed. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He was back in his own room! He reached for his phone, checking the date, and it was, indeed, just the day after his fight with Phil. Did this mean none of this 'alternative-universe' stuff had happened and it was all a fragment of Dan's imagination? He really hoped not, otherwise he and Phil had never kissed and Dan really didn't want to go back to having a huge crush he'd never have the courage to tell Phil about.
As curiosity got the better of him, he slipped out of bed, through his bedroom door to the corridor, stopping in front of Phil's door. Should he knock? What if Phil was still angry with him? He can't be, right? All these things did happen. Right? Dan shook his head and pressed the door's handle, entering the bedroom. Phil was still asleep, from what he could see, so he moved closer to the bed and shook Phil's sleeping form, trying to wake him up.
"Yeah, I'm awake." Phil reached over for his glasses and looked around. "So are we finally back?"
"Yes, it's the day after we had a fight, actually. So you remember all of it and it's not just my imagination?"
"Of course I do, come here." Phil pulled Dan down on the bed by the hand and kissed him. "Oh, and sorry about losing it and shouting at you. I was just so tired and everything was way too much."
"It's okay, I get it. I shouldn't have shouted, too. It was a stupid way to react. Can we please just forget it ever happened?"
"Why, and forget the reason for this amazing adventure we got to go on? No way!" Phil embraced Dan and pulled him down, so they were lying on the bed. "As the Doctor once said, we're all stories in the end, just make it a good one. And I think ours is really a great one."
