Troyler and Phan Oneshots

Poems

When Dan was sad he wrote poems. Many people did, but Dan has a special way he has to write them. They all have to be five lines and have a similar sound. Dan has notebooks full of these poems, dating all the way from high school. He writes a few of them a day now, because he can't hide his feelings anymore, he just needs a way to release them. His notebooks are stacked and thrown under his bed so that nobody finds them.

Phil's POV

I knew Dan often threw stuff under his bed so that's where I went when I couldn't find a video game. But instead of a video game case, I came across a notebook, then another, until I had five notebooks in front of me. After an internal war I decided to just take a look at one, so I grabbed the newest looking one and read a few pages. As I read I couldn't help bringing my hand to my mouth in shock. All these little poems were about me, everything about me and little confessions of love written in Dan's messy scrawl.

I grabbed the notebook and went to the lounge where I knew Dan would be scrolling through Tumblr in his sofa crease. I walked in and whispered "Dan?" He looked up and his eyes flicked down to the notebook and widened in horror.

"Shit! What are you doing with that?" Dan says and looks away ashamed. "Please don't kick me out." He whispers before jumping up and running carefully away.

"Wait! Dan!" I yell and run after him. I hear his bedroom door slam, so I knock on the door loudly and then twist the handle and carefully walk in. He's curled up on his bed with his covers around him, I can just make out his shoulders shaking with quiet sobs and then I hear them. Between sobs I hear him say "Stupid, idiot" over and over. I softly pad over and I'm about to say something when he softly mutters,

"Are you here to make fun of me or kick me out or something? Because I'll be gone tomorrow if that's what you want."

"No, that's not what I want. I wanted to tell you that I'm glad I found this! I've been wanting to tell you that I like you too, as more than a friend. I just keep chickening out and I can't say it! But I love you." He slowly turned around while I was talking and now that I could see his face I could see the red tear tracks down his face. I didn't wait for him to say anything back before I jumped into his bed and pulled him into me. He shifted his face into the crook of my neck and wrapped his arms tightly around me.

"I love you too" Dan whispers quietly into my neck and a few minutes later I hear light snores and I know he's asleep. After getting over the shock of what just happened, I slowly drift off to sleep.

A/N: Sorry I haven't written in so long!!! I've been super busy and I couldn't think of anything! If anyone has any prompts, I'd love to hear them!