Over the next couple of weeks Dan starts a habit of showing up to Phil's without much warning. He'll come home after school with him, except not really– rather he'll walk around the streets to make sure no one's following him and make a dash to the side window, put his black hoodie down when he comes in and tiptoes to Phil's bedroom.
Phil nearly had a heart attack the first few times it happened, and even once his mum had almost caught Dan before he could get under the bed.
"I should really come through the front door. Why can't I?" Dan asks today.
"I don't know," Phil says awkwardly. "Shh do the project I need to do my homework."
"Fine." The chair creaks as Dan goes back to his bed.
It's a lie. Dan's not working on the project. He tries to focus on the page below him. Looking down at Phil's Intro to Psych book, the words jumble underneath his minute will to understand like a broken flower stem, his hair hangs like the petals spilling over hand and ruffling themselves against his forehead. Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs shows up to him, and Dan can only let out a small laugh.
"What is it?" Phil's sat at his desk, going over geography homework.
"This shit." He brings the book over to Phil's desk.
"Hey this isn't our project."
"Just shut up and look at it."
"Oh- Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs."
Dan scoffs. "This is so convenient for our problems wow why isn't this tattooed onto our backsides when we're born."
Phil laughs a little. "Is kind of simplified now that I think about it."
"This is so bullshit." He moves the book closer to Phil's face, "you see this?"
"Yes, I see it." Phil pushes the book back to him laughing a bit more. "I only take the class."
"Disgusting. That's not how things work."
"You're telling me." Phil takes a closer look. "Self actualization: Top Level: morality, creativity, spontaneity, acceptance of facts, problem solving. What, so I have no morality? Does this give me permission to go rob a bank now?"
"I mean-" Dan keeps a straight face, "it explains your your violent tendencies to underclassmen." He can't keep the face anymore, starting to chuckle.
"Oh shut up." Phil laughs and picks the textbook up, swinging it at Dan's head. "Didn't ask you opinion Mr. Psychologist–"
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my freudian slip - phan
Fanfictiondan howell is a mess, but so is phil lester. and for some reason- that sort of brings them together. or, the one where dan is a prostitute and phil doesn't want to come out of the closet. school au
