Neko Phan Oneshots

Daniel & Depression

Tw: depression, anxiety, food mention

Summary: Phil learns about Dan's depression and helps him through a day of depression.

It is 1pm by time I realize I haven't seen Dan all day. I haven't even heard him moving around the flat. Dan always gets up by 11 the latest to make his breakfast and watch this show on tv that just has a bunch of old guys talking.

I stand outside his door wondering if I should go in. He never said I couldn't go in his room but what if he then wants to go in my room. Or what if he's changing and I don't know. The last thing I want to see is Dan changing. I listen to try picking up if Dan is moving around but I can't hear anything. What if he's hurt and can't get up. Or someone broke in and hurt him. Or took him. Oh no maybe he's not even here. Maybe he got mad and decided to leave me alone.

I swallow down my fear and decide to knock on the door. I don't even get a reply. "M-D-Dan are you ok?" I ask hoping he will tell me he's fine but I hear nothing.

I don't know what to do now. Should I open the door? If he was doing something he'd answer me. At least I think he would. I steady my breathing and slowly open his door. I hope he doesn't get mad at me for breaking the rules.

When I open the door I'm hit by the stale smelling air. If that can even describe it. The room is dark except for the small slivers of light that come through the curtains. Then there is Dan just laying in bed. I can't tell if he's awake but just seeing him there makes my feet want to back track.

I walk over to the side of the bed and jump back to see Dan awake staring back at me. Or almost through me. It's like he isn't even here. "Dan? Are you ok? You don't typically stay in bed this late." Dan's eyes dart away from me; I follow his gaze to see he's just staring at the wall. There's not anything even there. I feel like I should just leave. I look back down at Dan and his almost lifeless body. I can't leave him if he's like this.

He can't even answer me that's clearly not being ok. I know when I can't answer people I'm scared. What if I scared Dan? Oh no I can't scare him. But Dan is my owner I can't be scary to him that's not right. But what if he is scared?

I think about what helps me when I'm scared but realize that with how Dan acts when I'm scared he probably doesn't like being alone. When I'm scared he doesn't want me to feel be unless I really want to be.

I decide to mix up a little bit of both our styles to see what works best. "Ok Dan I'm going to get you some water ok? Just stay here. Um not that you have to. You can do whatever. Just I'll be right back ok."

I come back as soon as I can with a bottle of water and one of my favorite crisp packets. I know water can help me calm down sometimes. I place down my water bottle and crisps on his nightstand. "Ok I got you some stuff. I don't know what to do I'm sorry." I say sitting down on the floor by Dan's bed.

His eyes flick over to me and I feel my hair stand up. I hope I didn't make him mad. Instead he just closes his eyes before looking over at the water bottle on his table. "Do you want some water?" I ask picking up bringing it closer so he can grab it. But he just shrugs. That's not even an answer. "P-please Dan. Drink a little bit of water you always get me water when I'm scared and I know it helps me feel better."

I don't see him moving at first but slowly I can see he's starting to sit up. I stand up and grab another one of his pillows to help prop him up. "There we go just have some water. It's ok." Dan takes the water from me and takes the tiniest sips before guzzling most of the drink.

"Thank you." Dan says his voice coming out rough and scratchy. "I'm just- bad day. I'm ok." It's not convincing he looks like he just watched the saddest movie that has ever existed but instead he's now the sad main character.