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sticky notes .

Love Letter; definition: A love letter is a romantic way to express feelings of love in written form. Whether delivered by hand, mail, carrier pigeon, or romantically left in a secret location, the letter may be anything from a short and simple message of love to a lengthy explanation of feelings.

The first messages came in the form of anonymous questions on tumblr.

I saw ur selfie, I think ur super cute

Pls post more shirtless pics owo

That went on for a few weeks. Every time he got one he would skype Phil and gush to him about his secret admirer. Phil always listened intently and smiled.

A week or so after he and Phil met in person for the first time, he got another question. No longer on anon, he stared at the url for about ten minutes.

@danhowellfanclub asked you a question: You just get prettier and prettier, Howell.

He immediately skyped Phil, freaking out about finally knowing the identity -kind of, anyways- of his admirer.

He clicked the url, feeling his face heat up as he scrolled through a blog full of pictures of him, all of them captioned something like 'accidental model howell' or 'pretty boy'.

He never answered that ask though. He has just come back from Phil's and he knew the connection he felt with Phil was more important than some random tumblr user who thought he was pretty.

The same user kept sending him little asks over the next few month. He told Phil about all of them but never answered. The less he answered, the more common the messages became.

It was almost relieving when he noticed the blog had been deleted. That didn't stop the messages though, they just came through anonymously again.

He told Phil, but weirdly Phil didn't seem bothered.

"You never know Dan, maybe it's someone you know in real life who's just too scared to say something" he told him one day during a heated argument over Skype. Dan was starting to get really pissy about the messages.

After the argument, the messages stopped. Dan felt happy for the first time in a while.

The messages never started again. He moved in with Phil a while later. They had a fairly stable relationship, and had for a few years.

It was about three years after the initial 'stalker' type situation had ended when Phil brought it up again.

"Did you ever figure out who was sending those messages?" He had asked. Dan just shook his head.

"Are you still mad about it?" Phil pried, scrunching up his nose. Dan shook his head again.

"No way. I mean, it was annoying that they didn't stop but it was kinda sweet, yaknow?" Phil just smiled and nodded. "What made you bring it up? It's been years?" Dan asked. Phil never answered that one.

They got a dog pretty soon after that, a Shiba Inu named Bento. Life was pretty good. The only thing that could possibly be left for them was marriage.

Dan woke up one morning, shocked to find the bed cold and empty. Usually Phil waited for him to wake up before he got up for coffee.

"Phil?" He called, walking all throughout the house. "Where are you?"

No answer. He sighed and walked into the living room, about to turn on the tv when he noticed a small yellow sticky note stuck to the screen. He stood up, reaching forward to grab it off the tv.

@danhowellfanclub asked you: hey babe, it's me. Phil! I figured it was time to tell you that it was always me sending those messages. Anyways, to the point. Your next message is in the kitchen

Dan giggled. After all this time, that had been Phil? And he never told him?

Dan practically sprinted to the kitchen, searching high and low for the note. He found it stuck to a giant bag of maltesers.

@danhowellfanclub asked you: please don't eat these yet, they're for later. also, if you hear the front door open its me but please don't greet me. I'll be waiting at the end. your next note is with the dog.

The front door open and Dan followed the instructions, leaving Phil alone.

He knew Bento hadn't been let out yet, so he went to the dog's kennel. No note on the outside, but there was a sticky note literally stuck to the sleeping dogs' forehead.

@danhowellfanclub asked you: this is almost the end, time to come find me. I bet you can assume which room I'm in. p.s. bring tissues. not for THAT reason.

Dan shook his head and laughed, making sure he stopped at the bathroom for a box of tissues. He reached the bedroom and was greeted with a closed door and another sticky note.

close your eyes and open the door. trust me.

Not even in the tumblr format, this was getting serious. Okay. Dan closed his eyes and fumbled with the doorknob for a moment before finally entering the room. He felt Phil's warm hands grab him by the shoulders and lead him in, adjusting him to be facing a certain way and all. He pulled Dan's hands out in front of him, placing them palms up. Dan felt a plastic wrap and something heavy rest in his hands.

"You can open your eyes now" Phil whispered in his ear. Dan shivered and opened his eyes wide. The entire room was in a low light. That was from the fairy lights strewn across the wall above the bed, the rose petals all over the bed. He looked down to his hands, gasping at the beautiful black rose bouquet resting gently in his grasp.

"Phil I-" he stuttered, looking over at his boyfriend. But god, he definitely wasn't expecting to have to look down to see him.

Phil knelt on one knee, a small black box open in his hand. The ring inside was a beautiful white gold band, a small diamond dead centre brought it all together. Dan brought a hand to his mouth, tears forming in his eyes.

"Dan," Phil started and then took a deep breath. "Daniel, Daniel James Howell. Dan," another breath, "These past few years have been the best of my life. Loving you has been the greatest of privileges," Dan dropped to his knees. "I can't think of a better way to show you how thankful I am for you love, how much I love you back, than to offer my love for the rest of our lives. Daniel Howell, will you do me the wonderful favour of being my husband?" He finished, leaning forward to peck Dan's lips. Dan smiled into the kiss.

"Phil, oh god Phil yes," he mumbled, tipping his head to touch their foreheads together. "I would love nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you, 'danhowellfanclub'" he teased. "I love you, Phil,"

"I love you too Dan,"