Summary: He doesn’t even know how to explain it, the way he feels about Phil.
It’s like… it’s like he’s staring into the headlights of a moving train and he
knows he should move the fuck out of the way, but he can’t, he just can’t, and
the train keeps getting closer and the lights keep getting brighter and he
knows he’s going to get smashed, he’s going to shatter—
But he doesn’t budge.
Author’s Note, yay: HI so sorry i’ve been absent in the fic department for like… a long time… oh
dear…. i’ve been a bit busy with school and fic writing has kinda come second
so yeah!! BUT I AM B ACK NI CE so hello!! this is an old fic that i kind of
resurrected from my folder and i found that i actually liked it so i wanted to
share it!! Just to let u cuties know this’ll probably be like 2 or 3 parts (2
at least bc I already have another chunk of this that I’ve written I just haven’t
gone through editing it yet aha!!) a huge hugE HUGE shoutout to Juli (bientist) who was
INCREDIBLY AMAZING and helped me through the first few parts of this!! like
seriously i love Juli so much wow!! <3333333333 (also I wouldn’t
normally put a part of the fic as the summary but I literally had no idea how
to summarize this so there you go!!)
*a thing: if there’s ever anything you need me to tag, please
please please let me know and I’ll take care of it!! Thank you bunches you’re a
cute little flower <3*
Tuesday, 3:45 am
Dan’s been awake for the three hours that Phil’s been asleep and
he’s wondering if something’s wrong with him.
His brain is hard-wired; it literally hasn’t stopped running since
he woke up this morning, since he put his shoes on at noon, since he had dinner
at exactly 8:26, since he put his head to the pillow a few minutes after Phil
did. Everything is just go, go,
go, non-stop, Dan’s a rocket
shooting up, up, up into the atmosphere.
He wonders if he’s going to explode.
Phil’s got exactly thirteen freckles on his back and Dan’s
thinking that that’d make an interesting trait for the character he’s working
on right now. He thinks everything about Phil would make an interesting trait
for every character he has and is going to work on. Phil’s just… incredible.
it’s weird how you can meet someone and all of a sudden you understand why people write those stupid pop love songs and all those romance novels and how there’s supposed to be fireworks whenever you kiss. you meet that one person and you just know.