Photos from Jen and Colin’s panel at the OUAT convention in Vancouver on March 25, 2017! The rest of the photos from the panel can be found here. Enjoy, and please link back to my Flickr if you repost any!!
Summary: Phil wanted a sensible life, a fireplace and a picket fence, and Dan was a wrecking ball he could simply no longer afford to keep around. But once you care for someone, it never really goes away, a constant thread between the two of them. Divorced!Phan with custody over a child. Angst and Fluff.
Author’s Note:Honestly this fic has been in the works for a very long time, it’s my child, and I wrote it during many different periods of my life which is why it flits between happy and sad, I’m sorry but I hope you enjoy it!
opened the door, his hair stuck up just a little at the back, and one of his
sleeves pushed up, the other falling over his hand. Fuck. The same sinking feeling in his stomach. Always the same.
Because Phil was still breath-taking to him, despite the projected feelings and
the ink stained tears that hid in the crevices of his face. He was still
breath-taking. And not just because of his looks, of his gentle tilt of the
head and his bright blue eyes which seemed to reach inside of him (you could go
swimming in those eyes). But because it was him,
because he was gentle and kind and warm and he was Phil.