tears - phan AU❁ (EDITING)

1.6

// TRIGGER WARNING: ABUSE//

the bitter pill i swallow,
the scar souvenir.
that tattoo,
your last bruise,
this impossible year.
-'impossible year' panic! at the disco.
•-•

it had been a week since dan and phil made out in phil's car.

dan himself hadn't really acted upon it. of course, he thought about it twenty-four seven and blushed whenever phil even acknowledged him, but he still hadn't necessarily done anything about it. phil however, was a completely different story.

he would put his arm around dan at sudden times, hold his hand and walk alongside him, and if he really wanted to freak dan out, he'd kiss him on the cheek before running off to his next class.

phil had a lot of plans for his future, and he was positive dan would be a big part of it.

it was now friday evening, the sun starting to set over the horizon, painting the sky with orange and red. dan was in his room, still panicking over his english assignment, when he had gotten a call from phil.

"hello?" he asked as he picked up.

"h-hey dan- uh- are you- busy?"

dan furrowed his eyebrows at the tone of phil's voice. "well, kinda, but i can-"

he stopped himself when he heard a few sniffles from the other end of the phone.

"phil..? are you okay?"

"n-no. i'm really not. dan, i just need someone right now."

"uh- yeah! it's okay, calm down! do you want to meet by the park a few blocks away from my house? by that giant tree?"

"yeah. that'd be.. that'd be great."

"alright! i'll see you soon!"

phil ended the call.

dan got up, slipping on a black sweatshirt over his bare chest and rushed down the stairs, putting on his converse and leaving his house.

•-•

when dan got to the park, he walked towards the giant oak tree, it's big leaves and branches towering in the air.

he sat under it, patiently waiting. it wasn't long before he saw phil's car pull up, and phil himself getting out of it and walking towards dan and the tree.

dan couldn't help but notice that Phil's usually confident stride was masked by a confined one. his shoulders were hunched, and his head was down.

phil quietly sat down next to dan, closing his eyes and facing towards the darkening sky. they sat silently for a few moments, both lost in thought. dan then spoke up.

"hi."

phil opened his eyes and turned to him, mustering a small smile before replying. "hi."

his voice was raspy and choked. as if he had just stopped crying.

"are you okay?" dan questioned.