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THIS IS A FETUS CHAPTER BY THE AUTHOR. AUTHOR DOES NOT LIKE THIS CHAPTER. AUTHOR IS SORRY.  

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~Dan's POV~

"Philllll," I moaned. It was taking soooo long and it's soooo painful. "ARE WE IN JAPHANNN YETTTT."

That sent a few stares towards me.

"Shush Danny," Phil warmly chuckled. "Nearly."

I looked down at my hands and I twirled my small golden ring around my finger.

No. It's not a wedding ring. It's a friendship ring Phil gave me back in 2009.

I'm with my amazing boyfriend flying away from the London chaos and into the Tokyo chaos.

Now I can finally relate to every generic pop hook song singing about 'flying London to Tokyo'. This is important.

I should tweet that.

***

Here we are in the depths on Tokyo looking for our hotel. At 10pm.

Ughhhhh.

"Philllll, I want to get into beddddd."

"Are you that eager Daniel?"

Whoops. No homo nohomonohomo. No homo to my boyfriend. Does that even make sense? That doesn't make any sense. I can't even English. Maybe it's the Tokyo vibes.

"Shush." I growled, dragging Phil behind me and started to wander through Tokyo.

***

After an hour of cluelessly walking around and looking at the bright lights and city sounds, we found our hotel lugging our heavy suitcases and shopping bags filled with Hello Kitty merchandise, pocky and a crap load of anime stuff. Much Pocky. Many anime.

I changed into my loose t-shirt and jogging bottoms (or sweatpants whatever), as did Phil, and we both collapsed onto the bed we're sharing.

Phil, despite the height difference, played the role of the bigger spoon as I scrolled through my Twitter notifications.

'Hey Buddy, you in London?' Tweeted 2 minutes ago by Nick Jonas.

I burst out laughing. I showed Phil. We snuggled some more and fell asleep.

At 1am, Phil woke up as I did. And for the same reason. Our phones were vibrating like crazy against the fancy wooden bed-side tables.

We cast each other confused and weary glances, picked up our phones and looked through.

Our Twitter, Tumblr, and Instagram were blowing up with memes of Nick Jonas and me?

I read a comment saying #danandnick

What.

"Haha! Dan and Nick, otp," Philly giggled, his tongue peeping out slightly. "I bet 18 year old Dan would have been thrilled."

"Shut up," I groaned and lay my head on his chest.

"We - I mean I, need to think of a ship name. Hashtag Nan. That's creepy. Hashtag Dick. Wait."

"Hmm. Hmm. PHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA HASHTAG DICK HAHAHAHAH," I yelled, laughing into Phil's side.

"That took you a while to process. You're so adorable." Phil smiled, nuzzle his head into my hobbit hair.

***

We had fun in Tokyo but I really miss our home in London. I miss my soft bed Phil and I snuggle in, not these rock hard ones.

Don't get me wrong, Japan is amazing! I just miss home. Where the memories are kept.

Where the memories were made.

I gazed up at Phil and felt so proud that he was mine.

***

The day before we go to the airport and back into London, we visited these amazing cherry blossom trees that stretched on for miles.

Phil looked nervous. And uncomfortable.

I don't understand why, but Kalel was with us which is great because she knew so much about Japan as Duncan and Meiei were ill so they couldn't tour guide us.

So here we are, me, Phil and Kalel, walking under cherry blossom arches.

Kalel was vlogging but she promised that she wouldn't upload them until we all got back.

Phil dragged me along and we drifted off from Kalel and her camera. Lucky there weren't any people. It's like having a special place all to yourself. It's beautiful.

But obviously the beautifuller beautiful is right next to me. Did that make any sense? No. No it did not.

Phil's grip on my hand became stiff and sweaty. I wrapped an arm around his waist and he snuggled his head under my chin and into the crook of my neck.

'Phil what is wrong with you' I wonder on repeat.

"Nothing Dan," he rushed out.

"Oh. I didn't realise I said that out loud, sorry. But something is wrong, Lion," I muttered in admiration gazing at his face in adoration.

Wait. Phil stiffed. He tensed up when I leaned into him. Does he not like me anymore?

I moved away.

"Phil ... do you not like me anymore." My voice cracked as tears sprung into my eyes. It makes so much sense.

He brought me to Japan to break it to me nicely. It makes sense.

He wouldn't stick around anyway. He's 28 for fucks sake. He would be thinking of seeing someone. He should be thinking of having beautiful children.

He should be thinking of marriage.

Basically my worst nightmare has come true.

~Phil's POV~

How do I do this? How do I tell him?

I mean, yeah, I have a whole speech prepared but what if I say something unintentionally wrong? What if I sound too cheesy? Stupid? Yeah, I'm going to sound super stupid.

But I love Dan. I really do. I can't bare the fact that he might come home one night, drunk maybe. Slept with a different person maybe.

I can't bear that I could lose him that easily.

~Dan's POV~

***

Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed. Phil proposed.

Phil proposed.

***

We flew back to London as an officially engaged couple, a beautiful ring on my finger coupled with the friendship ring.

A small simple diamonds in the middle and engraved around it were the words 'Phan is real'.

I love my little Lion so much.

Apparently Kalel filmed the whole thing so we could keep another memory forever with us.

A beautiful undying memory under the cherry blossoms.

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