For Me? || phan

Dans pov

Yeah, sure living my life vicariously through a sim is great. Especially when it's with Phil. But he's been a little awkward recently. He must've noticed I've been a little down.
But I hate when he worries about me, I don't want to dull his adorable spirit. If anything I want him to be happy. Which honestly he doesn't need my help doing.
But what a shitty friend am I if my stupid existential crises gets HIM down. Oh yeah because I fuck up that's why.
I hate doing that to him, I just wish we can hold each other in our arms and watch a avengers movie together. I love that.
Every time I'm sad and I honestly hate my existence I just think about how happy he makes me.
But once again I'm shitty, and he deserves so much more than me. I'm just his creepy internet stalker according to everyone else right.
Whatever he probably doesn't like me anyways. You know...like that. I guess I can say I like him , but how could you not.
I like to drop little hints about it but I guess small kisses isn't clear enough? I don't know anymore.
I want to tell him but every time I try to I just mess up and say some shit joke to get him to laugh because honestly I love his laugh.
Ugh great now I sound obsessed, but I am "Phil trash number 1" so what can you expect I guess.
After we film the dil video we go into our rooms. We planned on getting ready early for the tour this time so Phil isn't packing at 4 am waking me up. Honestly what would he do with out me.
After about an hour I'm only half packed, I get distracted and I'm on my computer. Behind me I hear little noise and a Phil say "what about packing huh Dan."
I turn around to see a content, smiling Phil sitting on my bed. I sigh and roll my eyes at him "yyeeahh but like you're not packing either soooo". He laughs at my remark and lays down on my bed making himself at home.
I walk over and sit next to him and poke his shoulder. "You look comfortable" I tell him. He does that adorable smile with his eyes closed and snuggles deeper in my pillows.
I then try to push him off my bed he starts giggling and grabs my arms. Next thing I know we're on the floor laughing and I'm on top of him. I go to prop myself up until he leans in and kissing my cheek.
Before he can notice my face turning red I get up and go sit down on my computer. I didn't really want this right now, I'm just not up for the heartbreak that comes after the sweet moments like that.
I feel him behind me and I know he is thinking the same thing. He says, almost as a whisper, "goodnight Dan."
And I quietly say back "goodnight Phil."