noir ; phan

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[dan]

the dark clouds that covered the sea-blue sky of england, made people dull or angered. for people such as dan it meant happiness.

the dark clouds make you feel upset, but happiness comes out of it when a rainbow appears in the sky.

the sound of water splashing, the droplets joining another puddle as raindrops gathered in them creating puddles of water ever few steps.

dans checkered vans were damp, from the cause of puddles. his feet beginning to loose warmth from the cold september weather.

the walk to his grandmas house was close yet so far from the school, and especially in the rain it made it seem further.

dans hair became curlier (if possible) from the rain gathering in his hair going through the thin black beanie.

he wore white skinny jeans with a baggy grey hoodie that went past mid thigh, the zipper undone showing a plain black t-shirt underneath.

soon the familiar red brick house with white bordered windows came into his view, dan feeling relieved almost excited to eat some of his grandmas homemade oatmeal cookies.

dan talks about her as if shes and old lady, but in reality she is only fifty three. she had kids at eighteen and dans parents had him at twenty.

he's been living with her ever since he was five, and dans grateful to have her. her real name was helen. dan did have a grandpa, but he passed away from lung cancer when dan was three.

his feet took him to the front door, rubbing his feet on the welcome mat getting off any dirt or debris that may have collected on the bottom of his shoes.

he opened the heavy dark wood door, pushing it open slipping off his vans shouting "nan' i'm home!" as he shut the door quietly.

dan took off his 'basic' black backpack setting it on the sweater hooks. walking barefoot towards the lounge his feet squeaking on the ground.

"did you make those oatmeal cookies, i've been craving them all day." dan chuckled, walking into the familiar lounge that had two black leather couches and one black rocking sofa chair.

a white coffee table that was full of remotes and sometimes a sewing machine since his grandma sewed.

then a thin samsung television on the wall that had family photos or vacations.

some photos of dans parents, which made him upset but sometimes he'd take them off the wall and talk to them- update them on things.

there was more furniture but dan had gotten distracted when it wasn't just his grandma sitting there, in her normal spot usually watching coronation street. and some boxes that were around the lounge too.

two others, were sitting in the living room. a male about his grandmas age who was wearing a black dress shirt and tan coloured pants, his hair had grey roots and black tips.

and ocean-blue eyes. a boy next to him, had a black fringe that was swept to the right. he wore a blue denim jacket with a white t-shirt and black skinnies.

"gr-grandma, who are these people?" dan stuttered out inhaling a large amount of air. she smiles sweetly at dan, her brown eyes shining.