* Lost Boys ~ Dan/Howell • Phil/Lester *

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Dan brought Leo to his bed and gave him some food, and a blanket. He then cleaned the other boy up with a wet rag, and sent him off to nap. Once Leo was taken care of, he decided to ratify his mistake. Dan bounded down the stairs towards the front door. He exited the building and went around the back of the house. Pj was stood there, shining with a bright, satisfied artists smile as he fluently guided the bristles of a paintbrush in long, controlled strokes. Pj looked over at Dan, noticing his presence after a few minutes.
"Hi Dan."
"Hey Peej "
"What can I help you with?" He said with a fake yet friendly grin and plastic blue eyes
"I'd like to talk about Leo"
Pj's happy expression turned exasperated and downtrodden within seconds, peeling away that mask of falsehood he'd been wearing
"Dan-"
"I want to drop charges"
The defeated visage soon turned to be dripping with confusion and intrigue as his brows furrowed and his eyes widened
"Okay-uh... why?"
"I just don't think its him"
"Okay but Dan. You cant just make an assumption like that, accuse someone, beat them up, then have them reprimanded. Then just say 'oh nvm lol'. We need solid evidence that he didn't do anything. Have you released him?"
"Yes... because he is innocent"
"Well I guess that's fine but he is going to have to be treated as a technical prisoner of war, until proven innocent."
"Fine"
"And just so you know, there is nothing I can do to protect him from the other housemates. That's going to fall to you. But don't get into any trouble. Please just try being diplomatic for once."

"yeah sure of course" Dan replied, blinking awkwardly and looking at the ground"

"Is that all you wanted? I'm a bit busy" Pj gestured towards the elaborate mural.

"uh.. yeah I guess... talk to you later"

Dan shuffled back around the house and through the front door. He went to his bed and sat on the edge, looking over at Leo. He looked at the small boy, peacefully slumbering, clinging to a bunched up hoodie. How horrible he felt: throwing such an innocent in such a horrid place. How long was he even down there?
Dan thought to himself
How badly did I hurt him?
Will he ever trust me again?
When Phil finds out, what will he do?
Will he hate me?
What will everyone one else think of me when they find out?
Will Pj even tell them?
Hell. What does Pj even think?

It hurt Dan a bit to hear Pj so distant sounding...so...business like. He thought they were friends, or at least on good terms. He guessed he was wrong. Dan pushed these down thoughts to the back of his mind and decided to do something that would make him feel better. Sitting up off the palate, Dan made his way towards the medical wing. Seeing Phil would make him better. Maybe he would even tell him everything that happened with Leo. What he was having trouble working through was what not to tell Phil.
Before anxiety was spilling out of his ears, Dan was looking at Phil, who was sleeping ever so peacefully on the gurney. He gently leaned over and placed his soft hand on Phil's forehead and grinned fondly, cooing "wake up you spork"
Phil's eyes gently fluttered open, before he burst into a grin.
"Where have you been" inquired Phil.
"Everywhere. And nowhere. All at once"
Dan laughed sheepishly.
"But really how are you?"
"I'm fine but I'm more worried about you. How are you holding up?"
"Pretty well. Doc says I should make a full recovery."
"Is that so?" Dan inhaled slowly, tilted his head downwards and beamed a smile, breathing a sigh of relief "good, that's good"
"They said my meds took a lot of work to get."
"Oh?" Dan played dumb as he didn't want to brag. He knew if he did, Phil would feel indebted. The last thing he wanted to do was make another person feel badly.
"Yes and they said you actually got them for me... on a six day journey"

shit he already knows

"Oh-well-I mean I just-" he was cut off by a dulcit tone of care and compassion
"-Dan"
"Yes Phil?"
"Thank you"
Dan looked over
Phil raised his head so he could properly see Dan
And blue met brown
"Your welcome"
And all was okay again in Dans anxious mind

and yet again

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