Phil was woken up by the sun shining on his face and his first thought was about Dan.

He sat up, wide awake, looking around to try and find Dan but he was nowhere.

Phil started to panic.

- Dan! Daniel! Dan! - Phil stood up and ran around, searching for Dan, starting to panic even more and more with every second.

Dan was pulled out of his thin sleep by someone calling his name, he sat up without understanding what was happening.

Phil...?

Dan walked out of the room to see a running Phil.

Phil saw Dan and ran to him, stopping himself just an inch or so away from Dan.

- Danny... - Phil felt so relieved to see Dan being fully okay.

Just with messy hair and red, puffy eyes, but still okay.

Dan didn't understand why Phil looked so worried.

He pulled out his phone, opening a typing app.

- Good Morning. Why are you so worried? - Dan asked, looking up at Phil.

Phil felt confused for a second before remembering what his friend's girlfriend had told him about having bipolar episodes.

- Oh... Dan, you had one of your episodes yesterday and tonight... I was so worried... - Phil wanted to pull Dan into hug but he fought against the urge.

Oh...

OH!

So that's why Sunday was missing...

Now everything was falling into places.

But there was still a lot of pieces missing for Dan.

- I'm sorry... I... How bad it was? - Dan felt ashamed and close to tears.

- Hey, hey, don't you cry. It's okay, it's okay. It was scary but we are both okay right now. Please don't cry. - Phil reached out his hand for Dan but didn't touch him.

Dan closed his eyes, still feeling scared of being touched, but immediately feeling better from just feeling Phil so close.

- Did I hurt you? - Dan slowly looked up to meet Phil's blue eyes.

- Not physically. Don't worry, you had a harsh day and a harsh night. Do you want to eat breakfast? - Phil moved his hand down so he wouldn't stress Dan out even more.

Dan nodded and followed Phil to the kitchen, where Phil served them light breakfast.

Dan was glad that Phil made something light because even though he understood that he hadn't eat anything in over 30 hours, it was still hard to eat something at all.

Just the thought that he may have hurt Phil was driving him crazy.

Phil's phone was beeping a lot, making Dan look up, scrunching up his brows.

- Sorry, it's just work... - Phil murmured, reading a text, ready to put his phone back down.

- Oh my, it's monday. You have to work. Shit, are we late? - Dan asked, standing up, putting down the dishes.

- I... Do you want us to go to the tattoo place? - Phil asked, a bit unsure.

- Yeah, it won't be good to miss a work day. Let's go. I like that place a lot. - Dan typed down before putting on a jacket, waiting for Phil to get ready.

Phil was a bit confused about Dan's mood but he just rolled with it, driving them both to the tattoo place.

Just watching Dan calm down and start to relax was making Phil feel happy.

They sat down, Phil getting ready to work while Dan was watching his every move.

- So tell me more about tattoos... Please. - Dan typed, looking back up at Phil.

- You really want to know? - Phil asked with small smile starting to appear on his lips, making Dan's insides turn warm.

Dan nodded, ready to catch Phil's every word.

Phil started to tell Dan everything, starting with small things and slipping in deeper and deeper with each minute.

Phil's eyes lit up with exitment while telling Dan all the little bits.

And seeing Phil like that, Dan felt happy for a moment but sad at the same time.

He understood that he had let himself get closer to Phil than needed and that he didn't want to leave him now.

Dan pushed it all to the side, getting lost in Phil's excitment.

It was amazing to watch Phil working, he was so concentrated and so into it.

Dan spent all day watching Phil and listening to him light up like little star in the midnight sky.

After that day, Dan chose to push all his worries aside and enjoy Phil while he could.

So they spent all week together, most of the time simply chilling and working in Phil's tattoo salon.

On friday Dan understood that he had pulled himself even deeper into dark void, he felt even closer to Phil then before, making his leaving even harder.

They were sitting next to each other with a small space between them, chatting about random things when Phil sat up, making Dan look up.

- I have a small gift for you. - Phil said, smiling.

Dan furrowed his brows, sitting up.

Phil got something from his desk and turned to face Dan, sitting back down, their hips almost touching but not really.

- I made you something... - Phil said, a bit shy, and pulled out a small, elegant flower crown with black and light blue flowers and a couple of green leaves.

Dan's mouth opened with no sound coming out, he was so surprised.

- I hope you like it... If not, then it's okay. - Phil suddenly started to regret the stupid idea and wanted to pull the crown away when Dan put his hand on Phil's, making him stop in his tracks.

- I love it. - Dan typed down, looking up at Phil.

Phil started to smile really wide and big, putting the small crown on Dan's head.

In that moment Dan felt special.

He felt needed.

And cared for.

Dan smiled, opening his front camera to check how the crown looked, and it looked amazing.

- Thank you so so much, Phil. It really means a lot to me. It's so beautiful. - Dan couldn't take his eyes off the crown.

- I'm glad that you like it. - Phil said, catching himself leaning closer to Dan.

Dan turned his face to meet Phil's, their noses almost touching, making Dan's eyes go wide.

They both pulled back and looked away.

- Sorry... - Phil murmured, feeling a blush creeping in his cheeks, looking down at Dan to see him blushing as well.

- I think it's time to go home... I'm feeling a bit tired... - Dan typed down without looking back up at Phil.

His mind was racing, making even more knots then before.

- Of course. Lets go. - Phil smiled and stood up, opening the doors for Dan.

The drive home was filled with random music playing on the radio.

Dan tried to take in every little detail about Phil through all day, but now even more, how he hummed some songs, how he standed, how he smiled, every little one.

Marking them in his memory.

With every second, Dan felt even more and more sad.

Tomorrow was the day, the day when he needed to leave.

After couple of minutes, Dan wasn't able to even look at Phil, it was so hard not to break down.

So when they arrived home, Dan rushed to his room, shutting the door behind him.

Dan let himself break down with no sound coming out.

He was so used to staying silent while he felt like dying.

But this time was different, this time was more painful.

- Dan...? - Phil opened the door coming in to see Dan curled into a ball, crying his eyes out and gasping for breath. - DAN! - Phil rushed to him, kneeling right in front of him.

Dan opened his eyes to look into shining blue ones.

- Danny, what's wrong? What happened? - Phil was so confused but ready to help Dan.

Dan sat up, taking his phone out to type with shaky hands.

- I need to leave... -

- What? Why...? - Phil looked up, searching for answers.

Dan was too tired to type anything so he reached under his pillow and took out the letter, giving it to Phil.

Phil read it, then looking up.

- But you said that you don't want to go...- Phil sounded so hurt and it was like a knife in Dan's chest, making him choke on his own breath.

- I don't, I don't want to leave you... I never wanted to go to that university... - Dan tried to type down with his vision turning blurry.

- Oh Dan, you don't need to go. You hear me? You can stay with me. You don't need to go anywhere. Please stay. - Phil tried to catch Dan's eyes.

Dan stared down into Phil's eyes, feeling calmer.

- Shh, baby, you can stay with me. I want you to stay. - Phil said in a soothing voice, making Dan nod and lie back down, already feeling calmer.

Dan reached out, slowly wrapping his cold fingers around Phil's warm ones, pulling Phil's hand closer to his cheek, slowly closing his eyes.

Phil felt a bit shocked to see Dan taking his hand and putting it close to his face.

Dan started to drift off into sleep while Phil was watching him.

Just feeling Phil's look sliding over him was making him feel calm.

Dan believed every one of Phil's words, cursing himself for not telling Phil earlier.

But that was different battle for another day, and right now Dan was enjoying holding Phil's hand in his while drifting into sleep.

Phil watched Dan fall asleep, not allowing himself to move, he didn't want to wake Dan up.

He actually just pulled Dan out of having a break down... Wow...

Phil watched Dan for a bit longer then needed, just to make sure that he was okay before slowly sliding his hand out of Dan's hold and standing up.

Phil pulled a soft blanket over Dan before walking out the room, leaving all the doors open.

Phil laid down in his bed, already missing Dan's touch but trying to push his thoughts to the side.

But in the end, he still fell asleep with the little flower boy in his mind.