"dan?"
"yes?"
there's a small silence. phil isn't really sure how long it lasts—some clock ticking in him since birth seems to have stilled.
"phil? what is it, baby?"
he just turns his head and looks into the dull chocolate eyes of the love of his life.
"i think it's today."
dan's eyes immediately well up, and he presses pleading kisses to phil's forehead. "hey, it's okay, nothing's gonna happen, you're fine, see, you're—"
he's cut off by the beeping of the machines hooked into phil's ripped-glass veins, insistent sounds that match the rhythm of his sobs.
phil slowly dims.
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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.
