spacenames- phan chat room AU☆

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"I'm not sure if he's going to make it."

As Chris and PJ were stunned to silence, Phil would not take that as an answer.

He slammed his fist on the waiting room coffee table. "What do you mean you aren't sure?!"

The man in front of them with the name tag Dr. Kjellberg ran his fingers through his hair nervously. He'd always hated bringing bad news, like all doctors did. "I mean that he took more than a few pills, buddy. There's a chance we can still save him, though."

"How big of a chance?" Phil asked, leaning forward slightly.

Dr. Kjellberg cringed at the question, making Phil's heart sink to his feet.

"Sadly, a small one. He'll have to undergo a long, quite dangerous treatment. I'm unable to determine whether he'll make it."

Phil squeezed his eyes shut, swatting away Chris' hand when he felt it reaching out to rub his back for comfort.

"I'm telling you this because he's awake."

Almost immediately, Phil's head shot up, looking Dan's doctor in the eye. "Wait! he's-"

"-Awake, yes. He'll have to go back into sleep to undergo the treatment, but he is awake and ready for visitors at the moment."

Phil didn't take any extra time. "I need to see him."

Dr. Kjellberg nodded. "I guessed so. Follow me."

He led them to a stereotypical white hospital room. The blue curtains, the box tv, the uncomfortable bed along with different tubes surrounding it. To anyone, it would seem boring. Maybe even sad.

But to Phil, the boy who sat in the middle of it brought a whole new meaning to the small, brightly lit room.

"Dan!" He rushed over, paying no attention to the tears that already poked in the corners of his eyes. Dan looked up, eyes widening when seeing the 3 boys in front of him.

"Phil? Chris? PJ?" He looked at them with slight shock. "I- I didn't really expect-"

Dan's words were muffled when Phil hugged him tightly, practically on top of the boy in the hospital bed.

"Why did you-" Phil started whispering in his ear, but didn't finish his sentence because a quiet, choked sob quickly left his mouth.

Chris and PJ stood awkwardly, not wanting to interfere in the moment. Well, PJ didn't. Chris wanted to rush over and hug Dan so badly, but PJ held him back for a few moments longer.

"I- I don't-" Dan wasn't able to finish his own sentence either before he started crying.

So that was the scene. Two boys blubbering and sobbing, attempting to apologize yet be frustrated with one another at the same time. Two more boys in the corner of the room, unsure whether to provide comfort or do nothing.

Finally, both Dan and Phil had calmed down. The four of them were now all sat down, all surrounding Dan's bed. Most would describe it as awkward, but yet nobody could blame them.

What would you be able to say to a friend that just attempted to completely end their life? What would you say to them if even after being through the hardship of surviving and being stuck in a stuffy hospital, that they could still die soon?

A simple "I'm sorry" just wouldn't cut it.

Chris was the first to speak. "Dan, do you- do you know about the whole procedure thing? That you may- that you might still-"

"-Die? Yeah, I'm aware." Dan interrupted, flashing Chris a sad look. "I- it'll be okay though. I think maybe I'll make it.."

But Dan himself didn't know whether he really wanted to even make it or not.

Phil then scoffed. "Of course you're going to make it. You can't leave."

All three boys turned to Phil in surprise, Dan replying right away.

"You are aware I have a really small chance of survival, right? Your whole 'you can't leave' thing is really.. Invalid."

Phil shut his eyes tightly for a moment, taking in a deep breath before answering. "Stop talking like that."

Now it was Dan who scoffed. "Phil- why are you even here?"

Phil looked up, piercing Dan with a cold glare. "What the hell do you mean 'Why are you here?'"

"Well, it's not like you necessarily have to care for me much anymore." Dan chuckled dryly. "You have other priorities now, don't you?"

Phil sighed. "Dan, I made a mista-"

"-just be quiet, Phil."

There was silence. No one dared to speak, but it didn't really matter anyways, because nobody knew particularly what to say.

"Chris, PJ? Can you give me and Dan a minute?" Phil asked, turning to the two boys next to him, giving them an expectant look.

"Ah! Right- uh- we'll be in the cafeteria!" PJ exclaimed, pulling a complaining Chris alongside him and out of the door.

Phil wasted no time turning to Dan, and leaned in. Before he could ask Phil what the hell he was doing, he was being kissed.

It was long and slow, each of them pausing for air every few seconds. Phil finally pulled away himself, resting his forehead against Dan's.

There was now a moment of comfortable silence among the two of them, both breathing heavily.

Dan spoke up. "I'm not lying- I missed that. But what was it for?"

"It was for every single moment I spent ignoring or being a complete dick to you." Phil replied, lightly kissing Dan's temple before sitting back into his chair.

"I've been a total mess and completely terrible towards you, Dan. And I'm sorry. I left when you needed me, and now look where we're at." Phil sighed sadly, holding back more tears. "I just love you- a lot. I took it completely for granted, and I don't know if I'll ever forgive myself for that."

He ran his fingers through his hair, letting a couple of tears slide down his cheeks. "I could've- I could helped you- saved you-"

Phil found himself being choked up again, unable to speak clearly because of light sobs that threatened to come out at any moment.

"But I didn't."

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A/N:
im sorry. i wish i could write.

qotd: have you watched DHMIS 6? If yes, whaT do yA thiNk?

aotd: i love it and it explains sm aHh.

love_eyes_lester is making me new covers for my stories and im sO EXCITED because they already showed me the spacenames one and iTS SO DAMN GOOD!! so thanks babe.

have a cooL night.
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