Under innocent eyes// A sad phan story

Chapter 2

"Hey sir? We need to ask you a few questions" The doctor said, tapping dan on the shoulder and leading him to a room that was right next to the waiting room. The doctor sat at his desk and Dan sat just opposite him, his posture tense and uneasy.
"So who are you to Phil Lester?" The doctor asked
"I'm his u..uh... I'm his friend. Yeah we live together" dan said nervously. The doctor raised his eyebrows, almost certain he had heard Dan call phil "babe" but he wrote down the information in a notepad and looked up at dan.
"No. Scrap that, I'm his boyfriend." Dan hastily corrected himself, he wasn't going to shame himself for his sexuality ever again. The doctor again scribbled down on his notepad.
"Has her ever had suicidal tendencies before this?"
"No, n..never"
"Did he tell you about his mental health - his clinical depression?"
"Yes but he never took it seriously, he was always so innocent and perfect; he never looked upset."
"Sometimes depression is more than being sad all the time." The doctor told
Dan, dan nodded and the proceeded to talk for a few minutes.
"Alright, you can see him now." Dan smiled and he was led to the room phil was in. Dan locked eyes with Phil as he entered the room where he was lying on a hospital bed, pale as ever. They smiled weakly at each other and phil sat up, gesturing for dan to sit next to him. Dan sat down as tears formed in his eyes.
"Don't cry bear," phil said as he opened his arms out to dan and pulled him onto his lap, dans head resting on phils chest. "It's gonna be alright," he whispered into dans ear. Dan sniffed and smiled,
"You're always so brave, I should be comforting you right now, I'm a terrible boyfriend," Dan said
"You're the best boyfriend I could have. I love you bear,"
"I love you too," the sat in eachothers arms for a moment until dan spoke again, "What's this?" He pointed to a sketchbook that was peeking out from under the cover of his sheets.
"O..oh it, it's really nothing honestly you shouldn't touch it," phil said nervously. Dan brushed him off, sure that there was nothing phil was hiding. He opened to the first page and was astonished and mortified by what he saw. The book was full of hundreds of depressing pictures that were so well drawn. Phil saw the expression on dans face and attempted to jerk away the sketch book. Dan turned away and flipped over to the second page:

then to the third:

Then to the forth:

The fifth:

And then to the sixth:

Dan couldn't take it anymore, he pulled a pencil out his pocket and turned to the last page of the book that was blank. He started drawing and phil tried to peak at what it was but dan made sure not to show him. He put his pencil down and snapped the sketchbook closed, placed it on the hospital bed and walked out.
"Wait dan!" Phil said only to be ignored. He tried to get up to chase him but the doctor stopped him.
"You needed to rest anyway, don't let that bother you." The doctor said, phil nodded and laid back down. The sketchbook fell on the floor and Phil got curious. He carefully picked up the book and turned to the page dan had drew on. He smiled.

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Hey yes the chapters a bit short but it's 1am and I don't know what I'm doing with my life.

Thanks for reading psychos ❤️❤️