Dan sits in his room alone. This has became his usual spot in the flat. Alone. Phil has been pushing him away so much, and he doesn't understand why. He knows Phil has a secret. The dark part of his mind whispers. He doesn't trust you. He doesn't love you. He's going to leave you.
Shut up! Dan yells at himself in his head. The bad thoughts have been swarming for days. What's so bad that Phil has to push me away like this? He thinks to himself. He hears Phil in the next room.
Is that sobbing I hear? Dan gets up and opens his door slowly and steps out into the hall. He hears Phil sobbing in the next room. He knocks on Phil's door. "Phil?"
No reply. Dan slowly pushes open Phil's door, revealing a sobbing Phil curled up on his bed. "Phil? Are you okay?"
Phil jumps a little and sniffles, trying to stop the tears. "Go away." he mumbles, not turning to look at Dan. Dan shakes his head and steps closer to the bed.
"No, sorry. Afraid that's the one thing I won't do for you." Dan sits on the end, close to Phil. He hears Phil chuckle slightly. "What's so funny?" Dan asks.
"Even eat a dog?" Phil's voice is strained, but Dan can hear some of the happy Philly he loves. Dan giggles and shoves Phil playfully.
"You know what I mean, Phil." Dan pulls Phil to sit up and face him, before wiping away his tears with his thumb. "Phil, please tell me what's wrong. You've been pushing me away so much and I don't know what I did wrong."
Phil looks down at his hands and wrings them slowly. "Dan, you didn't...you didn't DO anything. I just...I don't like to talk about it okay?" he feel a tightness in his chest grow. "Look, I think I'm going to just go to sleep, I'm tired."
Dan looks down in disappointment that Phil won't let him help. "Yeah...okay, Kitten." He starts to slowly get up, when Phil takes his arms and pulls him back down on the bed and smashes his lips against Dan's.
Dan's eyes widen for a moment out of surprise before they slip closed and the kiss deepens. His hand goes to the back of Phil's neck and slides through his hair. Their mouths open and then their tongues fight for dominance. Dan wins almost immediately. He pushes Phil back more onto the bed and Phil's arms slip around Dan's waist. Dan forces himself to pull away.
A smirk on his face, he gets up off the bed. "Night, Kitten." he says before walking out of Phil's room and closing the door.