Tired Ramblings Of a Drunken Howell

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Dan woke up with a groan. His head was pounding. Why did he drink so much? God, his head was throbbing. He sat up slowly, and tried to ignore the aching and spinning. He looked over at his side table and frowned. Dan didn't remember grabbing Advil and water, but he was grateful it was there. He picked up the pills and downed them quickly, before falling back against the bed.

Meanwhile, Phil was downstairs sitting in the lounge and waiting for Dan to come downstairs. He was nervous. Nervous and excited, but mostly nervous. He didn't know how Dan would react about the video.

Dan slowly made his way into the lounge and he fell into his sofa crease. Phil glanced over at him nervously. "Morning, Dan." Dan simply groaned in response. Phil chucked, "Did you take the Advil I brought you?" Dan paused. It was Phil? That was so kind. He nodded, "Yeah." Phil nodded to himself. "So... I saw that video you posted last night." Dan frowned. What video could Phil possibly be talking about? "What video?" He asked. Phil hesitated. "Maybe you should just watch it for yourself."

Dan couldn't believe it. He had publicly declared his feelings for Phil, and now the whole world knows how he feels? Oh God, this was a disaster. Phil was going to think he was crazy, he would lose his best friend, and he would have to leave his home. He couldn't leave his home... "Dan?" Phil's voice shook him out of his thoughts. "Yeah?" Dan looked over at Phil, terrified. Phil looked at him with a hopeful smile. "Is-is this true?" Dan looks down and nodded slowly. This can't be happening.

Phil was overjoyed. Dan liked him back! He couldn't believe it! This was a dream come true. He looked at Dan and realized he looked terrified. Why was Dan scared? Couldn't he tell that Phil loved him too? "Dan, what's wrong? Why do you look so scared?" Dan looked up. "I don't want to leave. I'm so sorry about all of this, I didn't mean for this to happen..." Phil turned to Dan and placed his hand on Dan's knee. "Dan, you don't have to worry." Dan tried to ignore the feeling of Phil's hand. "I-I don't?" Phil smiled and shook his head. "I feel the same way."

Dan couldn't believe it. Phil liked him to! He couldn't stop smiling, which hurt, because of the hangover, but he didn't care. Phil hesitantly leaned closer. "Can I kiss you?" Dan's heart nearly stopped. He was at a loss for words, and all he could do was nod. Phil gently pressed his lips against Dan's and his brain sparked. Phil moved hesitantly, like he was afraid Dan would break. Dan threaded his fingers through Phil's hair and pulled him closer. Phil smiled against his lips before pulling away and resting his forehead against Dan's. "Would you be my boyfriend?" Dan's smile widened. "Yes."