The Sock Fic (A Phan Story)

TWO - Phil's POV

Dan's editing the Tekken challenge video. I still can't believe that we actually completed Tekken 2 with our feet! I suppose I did most of the work, but Dan was being hilarious throughout the entirity of filming it. He's been a bit down lately but I think he's OK. Probably just another 'existential crisis'. He thinks he has no impact on the world. But he does impact one person, I know for definite. And he has practically double the number of subscribers as me so he must have an impact on others' lives too. He's so sweet and cute and witty and charming... who wouldn't he have an impact on? Just nice and handsome and...

I should stop letting my imagination go wild. He can't have feelings for me as I do for him. Who would like me anyway?

I'm not hot like Dan is. I'm not as brave in my videos either, just try to be nice to people watching. But if anyone has an impact on someone, it's Dan.

I think I love him. I've never really loved anyone before so I don't know what it's like. Just every time I'm around him I just start playing the 'What If' game with myself. He's my one best friend and I don't want to lose him. I want to be closer to him. More than friends - more than best friends.

Feeling melancholy, I go through to the kitchen and get the biscuit tin. A cookie in my mouth and the tin in my hand, I scamper up to my bedroom. I check if Dan has uploaded the video. He has. It was on there over an hour ago. I thought that we were going to be making pasta once the video was done. I'm outside Dan's door. I'm about to open the handle when I hear a quiet sob. Without further ado, I barge in.

Dan's on his bed, crumpled up like a child, sobbing silently.

I run up to him and give him a huge hug. I can't bear to see him like this. At least if I hug him he can't see my face. I'm welling up too now.

"What's up?" I ask still cuddling him.

"Phil?" Dan looks at me straight in the eyes.

"Dan?"