I think y'all get the disclaimer by now... this is a work of fiction and I do not own Dan and/or Phil.

Phil's p.o.v.

Trigger warning- Drunk Dan and alcohol mentions

Dan doesn't come out of his room after I speak with him. I poke my head in through the door once more to see if he wanted dinner but he shook his head and muttered "editing, no time for food."

I bring a plate I a bit later (after a few unsuccessful attempts at cooking) and leave it on his bedside table anyway. He mumbles a thanks but doesn't look up this time.

"How's the video coming along?"

"I'm just over halfway done... I'll talk to you when I finish okay?"

Slightly off-put by his tone, I retreat to my own room. I'll start the book I bought four days ago but haven't gotten around to, The Fault in Our Stars.

Dan doesn't speak to me again that night. I look at my phone when I reach the near halfway point in the book and find that it's one in the morning.

As I'm looking at my screen, a notification appears. Dan's live on YouNow for absolutely no reason.

I click on the notification, type in my password, and turn my volume very low to watch Dan. Immediately, I notice he's drunk.

"I know, it's unusual for me to be having a live show without a heads up, but I thought why not?" Dan makes a face like it's supposed to be a smile but majority of his face doesn't know how to make a smile.

I start walking towards Dan's room, I can't let him ruin himself like this.

I'm about to turn the knob to his door when I hear him say, "don't love him, go run and put that in your ridiculous fanfictions. We're just friends, nothing more. I never want to be anything more."

I open the door before I can stop myself. "Dan, I have something to tell-"

His head snaps up to look at me, "Phil?"

"Get off YouNow. You're drunk and don't know what you're saying." Maybe I can snatch his laptop if I catch him off guard.

"You're not in charge of me. Just because you're older doesn't mean anything."

"Dan, turn off the live stream."

He stares at me, scowls, takes a large gulp of whatever alcohol he has in that bottle, and turns back to the computer screen.

"I'll be putting a new video up later this week. Look out for it,"

I'm at the foot of his bed. I should slam the lid to his laptop down before anything else happens.

"It'll be about unrequited soulmates." His eyes flick up to mine and a tiny piece of understanding clicks into place for me. "And how hard it is to know they'll never be in love."

I slam his laptop closed.