confined ;; phan

chapt. thirteen

PLAYLIST
molly by lil dicky (feat. brendon urie)
wednesday morning by macklemore
i'll be good by jaymes young

the sun.

"bad dream?" dan whispers, poking at phil's side as he opens his eyes slowly.

"i-what?" he chokes on his words, staring at the glowing, chocolate eyed boy before him. dan flashes a grin.

"i said, bad dream?" he repeats, cuddling into phil, his legs tucked underneath him. "you were really freaking out so i woke you up. are you okay?"

phil licks his lips slowly, wordless and astonished. they're both undressed, clothes thrown about across dan's living room. his skin is cold from sweat, hair slick back and mouth dry.

"i'm," phil trails off, staring at dan, who waits quietly. he starts to cry, startling dan.

"oh phil, what's wrong?" dan asks softly, stroking phil's wet cheeks.

"it was h-horrible, dan," phil chokes out, crying into dan's bare chest. "we were both in prison for-for murder and we hated each other and you died, dan. i've never felt pain like that. oh, god."

dan hugs phil tightly. "it's okay. it's not real. you're okay. i'm right here. do you want a drink?"

phil is parched but doesn't say a thing. he doesn't want dan out of his sight for a second.

"no. please. just, just stay, right here."

dan nods quickly, kissing phil. phil drinks the taste of his lips, gets high off the feeling of his skin and falls in love with his soul all over again.

"phil?"

"hmm?"

"phil, please wake up."

phil frowns, looking up at dan. but he's been replaced with a prison ceiling. his heart lurches, making him feel sick. with a painful heave of his chest, he screams. violent urges plague his mind as he cries out, begging for dan.

elon stares down at the hysterical boy with glossy, sad eyes. his heart aches for phil.

"i never meant for this to happen."

a/n
how was that for a mind fuck. it was like two mind fucks in one
mind fuck squared