When Dan woke up the next morning, the bed was empty. He sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, wondering why he felt so exhausted. The sounds coming from the kitchen told him that Phil was up and making himself some breakfast, so Dan swung his legs out of bed and stood up. He shivered a little in his t-shirt and pulled one of Phil's hoodies on. It smelt delicious, probably because Phil insisted on using girly shower gel.

As he padded out of the room, he could hear that Phil had some music playing. He hummed along to it as he went down the corridor, and made sure to check that the kitchen door was open before going in this time.

'Morning!' He said happily as he entered the room. Phil was making a fried breakfast, and Dan hadn't realised how hungry he was until he heard the food frying and smelled the eggs.

Phil jumped a little at the sound, almost knocking over the frying pan. Dan giggled and leaned against the counter.

'Oh Dan, morning. Sorry, I thought you were still asleep. I was… um… I was making you breakfast in bed.' Phil blushed.

'That's so sweet of you.' Dan smiled shyly. 'It smells delicious.'

He waited with Phil, humming along to the music as he watched him. At one point, Phil gave him a funny look before turning back to the food. When it was done, he plated it up and carried it through to the table in the front room. Dan followed, feeling oddly cheerful. He wasn't usually a morning person, but that was because usually he didn't have anything to get up for.

When they had finished and were clearing away the plates, Phil turned to him.

'Dan, why do you keep humming that song?' He asked.

'What do you mean?' Dan wasn't humming anything.

'You've been humming the same song all morning.' Phil explained.

'I… really? I didn't realise. It must have been the music you were playing in the kitchen.' Dan shrugged.

'I wasn't playing any music.' Phil said slowly.

Dan swallowed.

'Yes you were; I heard it when I got up.' He furrowed his brows in confusion.

'I'm sure I wasn't. Anyway, I don't even have that song. It's not even out yet. It's new; it's only been on the radio a few times.' Phil turned away to scrape his plate. 'So, are you feeling better this morning?'

'What do you mean?' Dan filled the kettle and set it boiling.

'That nightmare really shook you up. Did you want to talk about it?' Phil turned back to him.

'I… uh, no I'm fine.' Dan shrugged. To be perfectly honest, he had completely forgotten about it until now. 'Sorry for waking you up, it was pretty stupid of me.'

To his surprise, Phil laughed. It was a sweet sound which Dan was sure he would never tire of hearing.

'Don't be silly Dan. You can always wake me up when you have a bad dream.' Phil giggled.

'Ok Dan, now all you have to do is stay quiet and just make sure that the camera is always in focus.'

Dan was standing behind a camera on a tripod, and Phil was facing him, sitting on his bed. He'd asked Dan to help him film his new video today, and although Dan had no idea what he was doing, he was interested to watch. Phil burst into life and Dan was impressed by the change that came over him as soon as the camera was recording. He became cute and innocent, with a child-like excitement which was infectious. Every so often he would stop to explain to Dan what he was going to edit in later, or to ask him to slowly zoom in on him pulling a face.

After an hour, he was happy with what they had.

'So, yeah. That was a youtube video. Now I have to go edit it, and get it down from an hour to five minutes.' He was about to leave the room when he noticed that Dan wasn't replying. Instead, he was staring at the camera, lost in his thoughts.

'Dan, are you ok?' He got up and stood beside him. It was only when he placed a hand on Dan's shoulder that he jumped and was snapped back to reality.

'Oh sorry, did you say something? I was miles away.' Dan grinned sheepishly.

'What were you thinking about?' Phil asked, his thoughts immediately going to the nightmare Dan wouldn't talk about.

'I just… uh… it's a bit stupid… but I wanted to make a video too.' Dan bit his lip.

Phil blinked and smiled widely.

'That's a great idea! I should have thought of it before.' He began to walk out of the room again.

'Wait, where are you going? Aren't we filming it in here?' Dan called, looking back at the camera.

'Oh, no. You have to film your videos in your own room Dan. You can't do it in here. They know this is my room.' Phil poked his head around the door to explain.

'I don't understand…' Dan said slowly, his eyes narrowing. Who cares if they knew it was Phil's room? What was the problem?

'Well, the people who watch our videos… don't know we're together.' Phil said the last bit quickly, as if that would make it better. 'We keep it a secret.'

'Oh.' Was all Dan could say. Well, that must make things quite complicated.

'It's not that we're ashamed or anything.' Phil was quick to explain. 'It's just… a public relationship can be very difficult. It's nobody's business but our own.'

'Yeah, I understand.' Dan gave a small smile and got up to follow him. It was sad though. He hated the idea of not being to share with the world how happy Phil made him.

That evening, they watched through the footage. Dan was surprised at how confident he came across on camera, even though he found it hard to talk about the accident. At first Phil had been reluctant to let him make the video. He was worried about how it would be received by the fans, and about how their reactions would affect Dan. But Dan explained that he just felt like he needed to tell them, that he owed them a proper explanation about why he wasn't around at the moment. In the video, he told them that he needed some space to recover and to rediscover himself. He promised that he would try to make some videos to get back into it, but warned them that they would different to the ones they were used.

Phil offered to edit the video for him, and Dan was all too happy to let him, seeing as he had no idea what to do. The rest of the night was spent watching TV while Phil was in the office editing. It was a bit lonely, and Dan wondered if this was what it had been like before. Both of them doing their own thing and drifting apart. Even by the time he was feeling sleepy and went along to Phil's room, he was still editing. Dan didn't even consider sleeping in his own room, and instead he got changed and climbed into bed. He was fast asleep before Phil joined him.

He was in the car again. There was still an eerie silence as the argument panned out in front of his eyes, and this time he covered his eyes with his hands before they crashed. The familiar roll of the car made his stomach churn.

Dan was woken up by Phil the second night in a row. He was staring down at him in concern, and Dan could tell that he wasn't going to let it go this time.