Playing music has always been a big part of Phil's life. From the time he was five, and banging spoons against the table, to present day; seventeen years old and apart of the upcoming Alt. Rock/Everything-In-Between band, Heinous. It's an easy life to live, he's sure. Making music with his best friends, trying to avoid failing high school the best he can, and getting his parents to stay off his back about 'that God-awful noise'. And there's Dan Howell. His sex-on-legs, hot tempered boyfriend, who miraculously shares his love of music. It's like they're meant to be. You know, except they're apart of different bands. Rival bands, to be exact, with every member hating the other, with a vengeance. They know damn well not to publicise their relationship, not with a certain competition coming up that could make or break them; the tension would be off the charts and would do nothing but cause unwanted drama. But you can't keep secrets forever. And with the stress of practice and their band members on their backs, it's getting harder to keep it in the dark.

Phil Lester is dead. Wait, what? No, this isn't a story of how Phil tragically dies and Dan's all sad. This is the story of how Phil fell in love with his Grim Reaper. By that I mean: Dan is Phil's Grim Reaper, and he's leading him to heaven. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• [Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional, and I do not intend to offend anyone's religion with how I depict the afterlife or God] [cool thanks] ☆ cover art credit to hsiao ron cheng

❝i'll owe it all to you, my little bird.❞

*'BEST PHANFICTION' WINNER (FANFICTION AWARDS 2018)* Daniel has anxiety and crumples paper to calm himself down. Phil has ADHD and diminishes hearts to bring himself up.