3rd person POV
Triggers: mention of death, alcohol,
Song recommendation: Truce by: Twenty øne piløts
It took a long time for Dan to get over Phil.
Phil's funeral was small but sad. His artwork was hung around the room and blue flowers littered the front of the room. The open coffin service brought tears to everyones eyes. Dan wept over his lovers body and took turns hugging everyone.
Dan stood at the front to say a few words, his eyes red and puffy. His face sagged in exhaustion and defeat. All he managed to say was. "I loved Phi-" and he burst into tears again. "I want him back." He rasped.
His mother pulled him close and hugged him. Tears stained her nice black dress.
He watched in agony as the black box that held his lover was lowered into the ground. He clung to his mom and squeezed his eyes shut. Praying this was all some horrid dream.
The service ended and Dan was left ti drink at a club. He drank and drank until he couldnt remember his name and he danced. Unlike most people who were dancing full of energy and life he was dancing to forget.
He swayed his hips in time with the music and felt dirty and shameful when watched. He felt as if he was cheating.
Years later, everyday he thought less and less of Phil. Everyday he would shed a tears but Sam would wipe them. They would climb into bed with their two year old and cuddle until Dan wasnt so sad anymore.
Years after years Phil wasnt forgotten but remembered. Dan would visit his grave and shed a few tears. Sam would always welcome him home with open arms and a shoulder to cry on.
Now, Dan is happily married with two beautiful children. Him and Sam adopted Ruby and Phil Howell. They live in a little white house just off Story St and if you listen carefully you'll hear Dan Howell singing.
You are my sunshine.
My only sunshine.
You make me happy.
When skies are gray.
Youll never know dear.
How much I love you.
So please dont take my sunshine away.
THATS ALL FOLKS.
Thats it.
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