'it was the flood that wrecked this home'
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after confessing to dan (even though he can't hear me anyways), his heart felt much more lighter for some reason.
he had decided to go home for a while, maybe calm himself down and probably let the information settle in.
he took a shower, and he had to resist the urge to go into dan's bedroom and cry into dan's duvet and breathe in dan's scent.
even though that sounded creepy, he knew he would do it anyways.
his phone rang.
ring.
ring.
ring.
click.
"hello?"
"it's dan.
"he woke up."
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Youth (phan)
Fanfiction'and if you're still breathing you're the lucky ones cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs' - based on the song youth by daughter
