Dans P.O.V

Dan finished cleaning up and poured the tea from the kettle. he handed the bright yellow mug full of tea to phil . he stood behind phil and wrapped his arms around phil's neck/ shoulders and rested them on his chest. he rested his chin on phil's head. he sighed and kissed the top of phil's head. he set his chin back on phil's shiny black hair. wanna talk about it? dan asked. phil drank a few more sips of tea and calmed down alittle so he wasn't breathing so heavy and wheezing. i'm s-so s-s-sorry. i guess i-i'm so w-w-worthless i- i c-cant even hold a p-plate. phil studdered. phil regretted saying that. stupid phil he thought. he didn't want dan to know what was going through his thoughts. he couldn't know! No phil! your not worthless! how could you think that?!
but i am . phil replied.