Dan is different. He's learned to accept that. Well, as best he can anyway, considering he's never really had much of a choice. It's been this way for as long as he can remember, the constant runaround process of trying to feel normal. His life is built around it, trying to trick both himself and everyone he interacts with into seeing him as your average person. The isolation as he desperately tries to keep others from finding out, the bitterness that wells up inside of him each and every time he's reminded that he'll never be like everyone else, the fear that nothing will ever change. He's fated to be this way forever; a misfit from society. Isolation can only go so far though, so when he's struggling to make ends meet and he's faced with the option of looking into a serious job or taking on a roommate, he opts for what seems like the easier option at the time. It doesn't seem so easy ten failed roommates into the process, or when he sits down at a table to meet with prospect number eleven and ends up with a coffee spilled all over his lap. Potential roommate number eleven, Phil, turns out to be an insufferable optimistic ball of sunshine that Dan wants nothing to do with. His options are running out though, as are the savings he's been using to pay his rent, so he finds himself begrudgingly agreeing to let the other man move in. Neither of them have any way of knowing just what they've gotten themselves into as they shake on the matter, but time will tell.

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“Vamos pro meu carro, ta?” Ele escutou Harry dizer, Louis olhando para cima para encara-lo. O chão estava se movendo por cima de seus pês, ou era só impressão. Ele levantou a mão para afasta-lo porque, não, isso não estava acontecendo, mas ele estava muito fraco. Uma mão fixou-se em sua cintura. Harry? Não, ele era muito gentil. Talvez ele estivesse levando ele para casa? “Você ta me levando pra casa?” ele sussurrou cansadamente, olhos lutando para não se fechar enquanto ele era praticamente carregado por Harry. Ele podia ouvir as batidas de seu coração. Estava batendo rápido. “Sim.” Harry sussurrou de volta, pegando seu casaco e colocando por cima dos ombros de Louis enquanto o mesmo tinha uma visão borrada. Ele não tinha ideia do que estava acontecendo. Eles ainda estavam no café? Parecia que ele estava debaixo d’água, às cores pulando ao seu redor. “Eu to te levando pra casa, amor”. Louis respirou fundo e acenou com a cabeça, não tinha muito que ele tivesse forças pra responder, suas pernas falhando abaixo dele, mas Harry estava aparentemente segurando-o para que não caísse. Ele tinha certeza que Harry sabia também que se o soltasse ele cairia de cara no chão. Eles não estavam indo para casa. Louis podia sentir.

*Rhett and Link are internetainers (do not own characters). For weeks on end Rhett and Link have managed to survive the zombie apocalypse together. Although they have each other, nothing is the same. Will they be able to save their relationship along with their lives? Hii :3 this is kinda like my first Rhink Fanfiction so let me know what y'all think I should improve on and stuffs :3 Thankie for reading! Forever a Mythical Beast :3