The Murder Fic// Phan

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"And there was another murder in the London town center." The TV yells catching Dan's attention.

He closes his laptop and sits up, causing the sun to go into his eyes. Phil walks into the kitchen just as the TV shows the security camera taken photo of the suspected murderer. The man has long black hair, just like Phil and is wearing a shirt that looks like one of Dan's. A terrifying thought crosses his mind, what is it was Phil. Phil sits down next to him, kissing his cheek. Dan turns to look at Phil, who senses something is up.

"What's wrong love?" Phil asks

"It-It's just that the man-who committed all of these murders and set all of the fire- he looks like you." Dan replies, feeling shaky. Phil's face goes blank.

"Dan, you really think I would do this, you really think I would kill, why would I?" Phil asks. Dan nods realizes Phil is right, why would Phil do this, what reason would he have. Today is the filming of a day in the life, and they are going out on the town. Phil grabs Dan's hand and they walk out of the flat.

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It is 8 at night, and Phil is gone. Phil had told Dan he was going to the bathroom, and hasn't come back for 30 min. Dan goes over the the bathroom and knocks.

"Phil!" He yells. "Need any help." No answer. He busts open the door and the room is empty, and the window is open. Phil snuck out, and a million thoughts were going through Dan's head. Is he cheating, or what if he is the murderer. Dan falls to the ground, he can't trust Phil anymore. Tears stream out and he sobs, he is crying, like he is having an existential crisis. He decides to go to bed, he climbs into Phil's and starts smelling the sheets. Raspberry, he thinks, the smell like raspberry. He feels himself drifting, and eventually falls asleep.