DEADROSES | PHAN

-ˏˋ thirty four ˎˊ-

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"okay, now... a daisy." eliza's eyes glistened in excitement. dan sighed dramatically before hovering his hand over the pillow, watching as a white and yellow flower bloomed.

"eliza, leave him alone." phil emerged from the kitchen, holding three mugs (somehow), and dan's face instantly brightened. my hero.

eliza whined, leaning back and pouting.

"we were having fun-!"

phil gave her a pointed look.

dan's... powers... had been increasing. now he could do it without actually touching the object if he tried, and he could control the kind of flower he grew without having to have that particular emotion. but when he wasn't trying, the flowers always went back to roses.

odd.

phil handed him a mug, passing the other to eliza.

"don't worry dan, yours is just hot chocolate."

dan blinked, glancing between them, the realization hitting him. "wait, yours aren't?"

phil shook his head. "ours have booze in them." he laughed. "it was liza's idea."

dan frowned, an emotion he didn't like much washing over him. something like jealousy... he pouted.

"i want some."

phil raised his eyebrows, taking a sip of his own drink.

"you do?"

"yes." dan crossed his arms. "i can take it. i'm not five."

"no, but you are nineteen..." eliza said, meeting phil's eyes. they shared a look, and she shrugged. "i mean, we're both legal. we can look after him."

"not that you need it," phil added quickly, turning to dan. "but... yeah, i guess so."

he started for the kitchen, and when he returned he was holding a little bottle in his hand. he took dan's mug, carefully adding some to it.

"there." he sat next to him, linking pinkies with him. "happy?"

dan pulled his hand away pointedly. "yes." he took a sip. it burned a bit as it went down but then it rested in his stomach, spreading a sort of warmth through him. it was weird. "very."

"good." phil swallowed some of his, his eyes searching dan's face.

"this is bound to be interesting," eliza muttered, tucking some hair behind her ear.

dan stuck his tongue out at her.

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it turns out, dan just got fuzzy. fuzzy, as in he felt warm on the inside, his head felt like it was made of clouds, he couldn't get this small smile off his face, and he was all over phil.

ten minutes in, dan was leaning on him. twenty, and he was climbing into his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. phil laughed softly, and dan felt and heard the chuckle against his ear. he shivered.