Sweeter than honey

November 5

Cool, it was cold, cold, I feel cold, not physically but emotionally. I had a really bad day, filled with stress and anxiety, first of I visited my mother ,which is in a coma, the doctors say she's getting worse, then I got fired from my job, then I missed the train home.
Right know I'm outside the department.

I open the door to a worried yet happy Dan instantly wrapping his arms around my waist, I hug back
"You were supposed to be here at nine" says Dan still hugging me, I look at the clock behind us and it's already midnight.
"I missed the train, I had a really bad day, I'm sorry"
"Don't be, here" says Dan, he pulls away and turns on the kettle, and then heads to our room.
"Go to the living room, be right back!" He shouts from the room, I do as told and head to the living room.
Soon Dan comes back with a coffee and our duvet.
"Here, lay down" he puts a pillow and I rest my head there.
"I made you a coffee" he says as I take it.
The warm feeling of the coffee felt good with my cold skin, I take a sip and relax a bit.
Dan stands up and sits on his chair so he can play the piano.
"I know you don't want to talk about it, I still want to help so how about I play you a song"
"Sure, thanks dad"
I see him smile as he plays a beautiful tune, the way his fingers danced with the keys was beautiful, and the song was really melancholic, at that moment I felt like the rest of the world didn't matter, just Dan and his piano.
Soon I feel asleep on the couch.

Dans POV

Once I finished the song I turned my head to see a sleepy Phil with messy hair, I stand up to pick him up, I picked him up gently and head to our room.
I took of his pants and shirt and dressed him in one of my sweatshirts so he isn't cold.
I take of my clothes and lye next to Phil wrapping my arm around him to gather up some heat.
In that position I feel asleep.