phil's sitting on the couch watching anime with his glasses on when he suddenly gets a monstrous headache. he recoils from the screen with a distressed "ah!" apparently his outcry is louder than he anticipated, for dan comes running from the kitchen.
"phil! is everything okay?"
"yeah, i just—i just got the most awful headache. came out of nowhere."
"do you need anything? is it your glasses?"
"no, no, i'll be fine. i'll—lie down for a while. maybe the darkness will help."
dan helps him to bed, and although he thinks it, phil doesn't say that the scent of the cherry blossom-scented body wash from their shower early this morning doesn't help the throbbing in his skull one bit.
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pretend you're awake » phan
Fanfiction❝everything's got a reason, dan.❞ ❝not this. not this, phil.❞ in which phil is being killed from the inside out. lowercase intended.
