phanecdotes • phan

1. good morning london

morning + singing + musical

Dan twists the door knob to his room mate's room exactly 10:13 in an expected cloudy morning in miserable London. It is very unlike of him to be awake this early, but he has been watching Hairspray the night before and its soundtrack is the only thing in his mind since then (he didn't sleep much at all).

Should I have knocked?  It would be an invasion of privacy if he barged in without any indication that he was, but then again, their relationship is way beyond that stage. He pushes the door wide open and he sings (yells) in the tune of Good Morning Baltimore, "Good morning London!" He opens up his arms as if he's welcoming the morning, but no response from Phil. He continues to sing. "Every day's like an open door, every night is a fantasy, every sound's like a symphony," he spins around the room with his arms high and head up, but again, no response from Phil. Nothing.

"Good morning London," he pulls the blinds up, the light pours itself into the room and crawls to Phil's face. He groans instantly and shifts in his bed to turn his back to the window. But no, Dan isn't going to let him off that easy. 

He prances over to the side, in which Phil turned to and bends down to be level with his face, "And some day when I take to the floor, the world's gonna wake up and see, London and me." Phil mumbles something indecipherable. "What was that Phil?" He replies with a patronising tone. "Go away." He demands with his husky voice and hides under the covers. However, Dan continues to sing. "Oh, oh, oh look at my hair, what do can compare with mine today, oh, oh, oh I've got my hairspray and radio, I'm ready to go." Phil continues groaning as Dan sings, trying to dismiss him but of course it does not work.

"The rats on the street all dance round my feet, they seem to say, "Philly, it's up to you", so, oh, oh don't hold me back, 'cause today all my dreams will come true." Dan's laying on top of Phil and has spread himself on the bed.

"Dan!" Phil shouts with his croaky morning voice. Dan sits up and looks at him with a smug grin spread across his face with his dimples on display. "What? I'm serenading you with my beautiful voice." 

The annoyed room mate pokes his head out of the covers and looks at the other, "I hate you."

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{AN} i had this idea since forever and i'm so happy that i finally finished writing it. it's really stupid and yeah that's it, expect some similar stupid chapters. i love it though. hope you do too :)