The Sun On My Chest (dan x phil)

Turning Grey

Now Dan, in his late teens and Phil in his early twenties. Phil had noticed many of the markings going away. Not particularly odd, except new ones didn't appear replacing the old near enough. And the disappearing was happening so quickly. Phil didn't know what was wrong. Why this was happening? And his friends or his parents or even the internet didn't give him a straight answer. There were too many things they said it could be. So Phil stayed wondering and stayed worried.

Dan was noticing changes too. Not with his markings. But with himself. He just didn't care anymore. Almost like he couldn't feel anymore. Nothing seemed to fill that need deep inside of himself. And he hated it. Hate and confusion and loss and sadness and if you could somehow feel emptiness, he felt that too. And all of that just kept on building up in his attempt to just act normal, like nothing was wrong.

Until one day when he just broke down. Alone in his room he wept, cried bawled his eyes out and whatever other synonym for it that there was. He did. And everything came out. And stayed out.

On that same night, somewhere on the other side of the country, there was Phil. And he knew what was happening. His marks changed. Various hues of greys they became. And that one factor was enough for a direct answer. His soulmate was having a break down. Was sad, depressed, ill. And so as his soulmate broke down, crying, Phil cried for them. With them.

Everything was still kinda messed up after that. But what were they supposed to do? What was Phil supposed to do? He had no way of helping. No way of comforting them. Him. He was pretty sure they were a him. Phil was interested in boys. That's just the way it was. He would look at all the pretty boys while he was in town, in crowded places and sort of played out a dream in his head where they were his soulmate and that this one moment in the supermarket was fate or something. And secretly Dan would do the same, even if he wasn't as proud of it as Phil was. But Dan still didn't know if his soulmate was a boy or a girl or something else entirely. His heart didn't care who they were, even if his mind did.