Terrible Things // Phan AU

One

present.
I sat in the lounge re-watching an anime, letting it play in the background as my thoughts swirl and wonder leaving me wondering what is the meaning of life and my existence.
I snap out of my thoughts as i hear the click of the front door opening and closing shut.
"Hey Dad." Drew says sitting down next to me, laying his rucksack down beside the couch. I pause the show I wasn't watching to being with and look at Drew.
"Hey Drew! How was school?" I asked
"It's was good, stressful and boring but good." He said taking off his jumper to reveal a slightly worn and faded purple Pokémon shirt I smiled at him and he smiled back. It was his favorite shirt.

I restarted the show so Drew and I could watch it from the beginning.
I looked over at Drew who seemed to be engrossed into the show but something didn't seem right about him like he was nervous or scared he played with the him of his shirt...I shook it off and tried to pay attention to the show this time.

After about 8 episodes later I hear Drew start to say something.

"Dad...can I-i tell you something?" Drew said sounding nervous. I looked over to him. He was bitting his lips anxiously and looking worried. I paused the show so he could speak.
"Yes of course!" I said to him, his ocean blue eyes were looking at everything but my eyes.
"I...um...I think I may...um...love Greyson. But I don't know cause he's the first person to make me feel this way and I-" I cut him off.
"I am so happy for you! But do you know for sure you love him?" I say smiling then looking at him serious.
"That's the thing dad...I feel like i do because..." He sighs and furrows his eyebrows "when I see him my heart beats 10 times faster. All my attention goes to him. And when we talk and hang out he is so nice and understanding! Like if I'm having a bad day, or an existential crisis...thanks for that trait by the way... he stays by my side till he's sure I'm okay. No one has ever made me feel like this dad..." He sighed once again and running his fingers through his brown slightly curly hair he looked down in his lap, furrowed his eyebrows then looked back up to me.
"When did you fall in love?" He asks looking up at me.
Easy. I thought.
I smiled and so did he.
"You really wanna know?" I said looking at him and he just nodded eagerly.
I chuckled and looked down at my hands in my lap, thinking about what to say.

"By the time I was your age I'd give anything, to fall in love truly was all I could think, that's when I met your father, the boy of my dreams, the most beautiful man that I'd ever seen..."