Dan woke up the next morning with Phil's fingers caught in his hair. In the background Dil was already screaming. Dan moaned and turned to a sleeping Phil. Phil's breathing slowly blew into Dan's drowsy face. Phil's computer lay on his lap, buzzing with comments, tags, etc. Dan slowly got up, softly kissing Phil's peaceful, rosy face. Baby Dil was already crying, slamming his toys against his crib.
"Shhhhh." Dan whispered, putting his pointer finger against his lips. His eyes drifted to Phil sleeping. Dil's chubby face streaming with tears, pressed against Dan's shoulder. Dan stroked his black fluff of hair.
He walked into the living room of the flat and placed Dil on the floor to roll around and play with his Llama and Dinosaur toy. Dan felt his cheeks rise up, warmth drifting over his face. He walked over to his cabinet, still decorated from the halloween cooking they did two years ago. Their second to last video.
"So much has happened in the past 5 years..." He muttered to himself. He took out cereal and a bowl and poured himself some. He saw Dil's butt sticking out from the wall separating the kitchen from the living room. He heard shrieking from where Dil lay. The smile from Dan's face slowly faded. The shrieking signaled another stressful day.
"Shit." He said as he hopelessly walked over to Dil. He picked up Dil and placed him in his chair. He walked over to the fridge, opening it when he heard a sound.
"Dan," Phil said from the doorway. His hair was messed up, but his smile shown. " You don't have to take care of Dilly today."
"Yes I do, Phil." He retorted. "Last time you took care of him, u almost threw-"
"Him out the window, I know!" Phil said fiercely. "I thought you knew humans weren't perfect!"
"I do Philip! I do" Dan said, anger fluttering in his eyes. " I just don't want him to.." He gulped. "Die."
"YOU'RE KIDDING ME!" Phil screamed. "DANIEL HOWELL, WHY THE HELL DO YOU THINK I WANT MY ONLY SON TO DIE!" He swallowed and started again." HE IS MY PRIDE AND JOY AND I CAN'T DO ANYTHING BECAUSE OF YOU. ONE MISTAKE IS ONE MISTAKE." He shouted. Dan looked at him, stood up and retorted back.
"FINE. I DONT EVEN NEED YOU. I REGRET EVERYTHING IVE CHOSEN. FROM THE MINUTE I SAW YOUR FACE AT VIDCON, I KNEW ALL THIS WOULD HAPPEN. KIDS, MARRIGE, EVERYTHING." He took a deep breath. "I KNEW YOU WERENT RIGHT FOR ME. IM SORRY. IM DONE. ABSOLUTELY DONE PHILIP
LESTER. YES LESTER." A cry erupted from the corner. Both Dan and Phil looked at the baby boy, sitting in his chair bawling his eyes out.
Phil turned to Dan. "Look what you've done." Dan turned and walked into their room, soon to be only Phil's. He yanked open their closet and took a suitcase out. He noticed it was the same one he had from the day he met Phil. He ripped open the suitcase, and started stuffing random items into it. Shirts, pants, hair product, phone, computer and even one of Dil's toys. He took a picture of Dil that was sitting on top of the dresser and closed his suitcase. He sulked out of the flat not looking back until Phil coughed.
"Yes?" Dan said angrily. Phil threw a gold object at him.
"Here, keep it. I dont need it anymore. Thanks for nothing, Daniel." Phil said annoyingly, while sad Dil sat in his arms.
