Stormy night - Dan and Phil

Phil is scared of storms and is being kept up by one one night. What happens when Dan finds him curled up in the kitchen, frozen in fear? Fluffy, slight Phan.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dan and Phil (damn) and everything in this story is fictional and in no way happened

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Phil's POV

I sat in bed one stormy Friday night, the covers brought up to my chin in fear. A crash of thunder erupted outside and I whimpered quietly, pulling the covers closer to me. Tears slipped out of my eyes, rolling swiftly over my cheeks and splashing silently onto my duvet, soaking it. I hated this. I had been afraid of storms for as long as I could remember, ever since I was a young child. Martin had once locked me out of the house when I was very young during a storm, and since them I had been absolutely terrified of them.

Another crash and I cried out in fear. Oh god, I can't be too loud or Dan will hear. We had been living together for quite a while now and every time there was a storm during the night and I had stayed up because of it, I had just passed it off as a random bad night's sleep. He always believed me. Why wouldn't he? There was no sound after that. Thank god, the storm must have blown over and I really needed a drink after that. I crept out of my room and into the kithen, fetching a glass out of the cupboard and filling it up with water. Suddenly an unexpected flash of lightning and a crash of thunder shocked me, causing me to drop my glass of water on the floor and shoot into the corner, completely terrified.

Dan's POV

I was sat onTumblr reblogging things for what had probably been 4 hours now, when there was an exceptionally loud crash of thunder. I wasn't scared though as I had always liked storms, don't ask me why. Suddenly I heard a quiet cry of fear. Wait, was that Phil? Creeping to my door, I placed my ear to it. There was silence for a few minutes as the storm must have passed over . The sound of Phil's door opening was heard and he wallked out down the corridor. I shrugged. Must have just been my imagination. Suddenly a flash of lightning and another rumble of thunder was heard outside and a smash was heard from the kitchen.

I pulled open my door and sprinted down to the kitchen where the sound had come from to find the smashed remains of a glass of water and Phil was nowhere to be found. There was a whimper behind me that made me spin on the spot, and to my shock there was Phil; curled up with his knees to his chest, in the corner, his hands balled into fists which were pressed against his ears to block out the sounds and tears streaming down his face. Was he scared of storms? 

I crouched down and placed a hand on his shoulder. My sudden touch caused him to flinch away quickly and his head shot up.

"D...Dan." He looked up at me and I could spot the fear in his eyes. Thinking quickly, I wrapped my arms around him tightly so he would feel safe. Another crash sent him flying into my embrace, his face buried in my chest and soaking my t-shirt with his tears.

"Shh, shhh it's ok, it's ok." I stroked the back of his head comfortingly, hoping that I was helping. "What's wrong? Why are you scared of storms? Thay can't hurt you when you're inside."

"I *sob* know. B...but Martin locked me *sob* out one night when I was 5 and *sniff* there was a storm. I was so scared." He looked down at the floor as if he was ashamed of this, burying his face in his hands. At least he had a reason. 

"Come with me." I helped him up and I led him to my bedroom. We got into the bed just as another crash caused Phil to tighten his grip on my waist and bury his head deeper into my chest. "It's ok Phil, you don't have to be scared. I'm always here for you. I'm always here to protect you. Why didn't you just tell me?" He looked up at me in the eye.

"I didn't *sniff* want you to *sniff* laugh at me." He mumbled causing my to shake my head.

"You idiot. You're my best friend. Did you really think that I was going to laugh?" He shrugged. "No Phil. I would never laugh at anything like this. Sleep now and I'll protect you." Phil smiled into my chest.

"This is why I love you..." He whispered quietly before drifting slowly off to sleep. I smiled before lying on my back. My best friend was sleeping happily during a storm for what had proabably been years. And it made me happy.