Phil stared at the ceiling, counting the hours. He slowly attempted to stand, and collapsed onto the floor. He tried again, pulling himself up now, and limped to the window. He stares down in a dull manner. He missed being able to just be outside whenever. But if he ever tried going outside again, he could be putting Dan in danger. Usually he'd think about himself, but Dan was all that mattered. "Why are you up?" Dan's voice interrupts his thoughts. It's a shy voice, and it makes Phil face Dan.
"I'm thinking," Phil replies. His lingering glance at Dan makes him blush at Phil. Dan softly walks over to Phil and hugs him.
"About?" Dan whispers. Phil thinks got a moment, trying to remember what he was thinking about. He wasn't afraid of telling Dan everything now, he trusted him.
"You," Phil simply answers. Dan gives Phil a small smile, before helping Phil go the hospital bed. He sets Phil down, who lays carefully back in place.
"I love you," Dan says to Phil, smiling at him. Phil lifts his eyes lazily.
"I love you too, I love everything about you. Please lay down with me," Phil weakly begs. Dan's heart breaks at how weak Phil is, and lays next to him, cradling the poor punk who was scarred up.
Be proud of me guys. I didn't proof read yet oops.
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Want You Dead
Fanfiction(Punk Phil x Pastel Dan) Phil, the normal day bounty hunter might arrive at the wrong time. He may look like a normal punk, but he's far worse than expected. Dan may have a hug crush on him when he arrives at the school.
