Dan and I sat in my room. He wasn't asking nearly that many questions and I felt quite unless, as that had made me feel important.
He seemed to be getting it now, which was a start.
I laid on my bed, my arms behind my head, watching as Dan gazed out my window.
"Your room is different than what I imagined." Dan was sitting in my office chair, now looking at me.
"What did you imagine?"
"I dunno. A coffin?" he blushed.
I laughed. "A coffin? I'm not a vampire, Dan!"
"Well," Dan huffed. "How would I know the sleeping habits of the Reaper?"
"I'm not the Reaper, I'm a Reaper."
"Yeah, well..." Dan didn't finish his sentence, just gave up on it and stopped looking out my window to look at me.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm tired." He said.
"You don't need to sle-"
"Phil."
Dan looked like he'd died. Hehe. Guess he did.
"Okay, take the bed."
"But where will you sleep?" Dan asked the first hint of concern for me apparent on his face.
"We don't sleep. The bed's just for show in case a human comes over or just a place to sit and lie."
I took a seat on the window seat, watching as Dan melted into the soft covers.
"Goodnight, Phil."
"Night Dan."
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How I Accidentally Killed Dan Howell || Phan
FanfictionOkay, look. Everyone makes mistakes, right? It just so happens my mistake is at a much larger scale, but it's okay, it's fine, we're good. So I killed the wrong Howell. Well, even grim reapers make mistakes... Right? ●●● (Probs will be pretty short...
