Phan One Shots

Mind Reader...

TW: some angst. Not too much.
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Phil huffed as he took a seat beside Dan on the sofa. He sprawled across the length and Dan frowned, "What's wrong, Phil?"

"Nothing."

Dan knew something was wrong. Phil was usually the happy and cheerful one, so it was easy to tell when he was unhappy. His shoulders would drop, the sparkle in his eyes would become non existent and his voice is just a monotone.

*why can't mum just leave me be*

"She just loves you, Phil. She can't help it," Dan sighs, scrolling through tumblr.

Phil sat up abruptly and frowned angrily towards Dan, "Don't read my mind. You know I hate when you read my mind!"

"Well you weren't telling me," Dan protested. "What else was I supposed to do?"

"I don't know. Maybe just leave it or ask again like any other normal person would!" Phil spat angrily.

Dan has been able to read minds ever since he could remember and he told Phil as soon as they moved in together. Phil was fine with it, as long as Dan wouldn't read his mind without permission, but sometimes Dan couldn't resist.

"We both know that I'm far from normal, Phil! I can read minds. That isn't normal and sometimes I really wish I couldn't."

Phil sighed and muttered, "So do I." It was barely audible, but Dan heard. Of course he did- Phil was thinking it.

"Thanks, Phil," Dan stood from the sofa. "Thanks for the support."

Phil chuckled ironically, "I have supported you." He stands to match Dan. "I've supported you since you told me. I haven't told anyone. I let you get away with reading my mind a couple times, but how much do you want me to take, Dan?"

All Dan could do was stay silent; sometimes he wished people could read his mind to see his true feelings on the matter. To see that he really hated this burden, he hated hearing people's thoughts. Some were nice, others weren't, they would scream out for help or in pain and Dan could do nothing but listen silently in the background.

"Dan!" Phil waved a hand in front of Dans face. "What are you thinking about?"

Dan shook his head, tears were beginning to brim in his eyes and he couldn't let Phil see them. Never.

"Dan?" Phil's tone had softened once he realised Dan was close to tears. "Dan, I'm sorry. Just tell me how you feel. You never open up to me."

With that Dan broke down in Phil's arms and sobbed against his jumper, soaking the black material. Years of tension and sleepless nights finally being released and it felt good, but also raw. He was wide open to Phil now and that terrified Dan; he'd never opened up to anyone before.

Phil whispered sweet nothings in Dan's ear, trying to soothe the pain, but he figured it wasn't working and instead resorted to thinking.

*Dan? Dan, listen to me. I know you can hear me and I want you to know that it's okay to be different. I didn't mean what I said earlier- I was being an idiot. I'm sorry.*

Dan was hearing every word and even though Phil wasn't sure whether he was, he carried on anyway.

*You're the most important thing to happen to me in my life, Dan and I can't thank you enough. I will always support you with this crazy power you have and hey, who knows, you could use this power for good. You could help police in inquiries.*

A small smile danced on Dan's slightly chapped lips. He'd always loved Phil's childish side. Actually he loved every side of Phil: his cheesiness, his gorgeous blue eyes, the way his lips would curl into a small smirk when he was teasing, his childish nature that always managed to brighten Dan's days and most of all, Phil's loving side. Dan had never met anyone as loving as Phil and he never wanted to lose that.

*If I promise to open up to you will you open up to me? Just so I know what is going on in that brain of yours, because it's not fair that you can see inside my crazy brain and I can't see into yours. I bet it's pretty wonderful in there. I'd love to know what you think about; do you think about me? Or do you think about silly things like flying kittens? I guess I may never know, but just know that I'm always here and I'll always listen. If it's important to you, then it's important to me."

Dan knew he could never risk losing someone as loving, kind and caring as Phil. He just needed to find the courage to somehow tell Phil how he felt about his power. It was hard to open up about something that you had to keep hidden for years; he had to always assume that people would expose him to the world of publicity. A world he really had no intentions of being a part of. Phil was different thought. Phil truly cared and would never tell Dan's secret; he just needed to tell him how much of a burden it was. How many nights he's laid awake wishing it would just disappear, but then he wonders what life would be like without the power.

In some ways it would be nice to not know if people are judging you silently, or the depressive thoughts that would over power good thoughts. However, it also came in handy, especially when he was applying for jobs, or what to get people for birthdays and Christmas, or at school when he could tell if someone liked him back. There wasn't any point debating the fact any further. Dan was and always will be stuck with this power and there's no way of getting rid of it, so he'll have to put up with it. Learn to control it better than now. With the help of Phil maybe?

"Dan?"

With a slight croak, Dan replied quietly, "Yeah?"

"Open up to me?"