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i’m trying to prove a point to my brother who said “no one would give a damn if they died”

Baby seasons change but people don't

Pastel!Dan and Punk!Phil

2010!Amnesia!Dan! 2015!Phil ~fluff ~possible crying cuz dude, I did. Summary: Dan Howell has Amnesia, AKA Short Term memory loss after a horrible accident with Phil. Phil came out with a few bumps and bruises, but Dan wakes up everyday, thinking it's the same day as the accident in 2010. It's 2016 and Dan wakes to sleeping Philly with him and panics after seeing that Phil doesn't look as he should have in 2010. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Phil groaned softly as he began to waking up, immediately noticing the subtle squirming slipping from under his grip "Shit... shit shit shit.." Phil immediately sat up, his heart aching in his chest of the familiarity of this normal morning routine. "Dan? Where are you going?" He asked softly, sitting to see Dan trying to creep outside the door slowly, whipping around at the sound of Phil's voice. "P-ph-phil, I-I uh...I-I didn't mean to, I didn't know I fell asleep with you, I'm so-" Phil sighed softly, reaching over and grabbing him by his waist, pulling him back to the bed before pulling him into his lap, holding him closely, Dan going silent and tense in his arms before relaxing after a moment, shifting in his lap to face him. "Phil? What's wrong? What's going on, and ...W-why do you look different? Did you get a haircut in the middle of the night, you spoon?" Dan asked, chuckling softly as he ran his finger through his hair, admiring the features. Phil looked up at him with a small, sad, smile stroking his cheeks softly, causing Dan to freeze, his eyes dropping to his. "Ph-phil? W-what are you doing?" He asked softly, a nervous smile on his lips, and Phil could feel his heart beating through his chest. "I miss you, Dan...I really miss you..." Phil muttered softly, beginning to feel soft tears fill his eyes. Dan instantly, became worried, taking his face in his hands and wiping away the tears quickly. "Phil! Oh my god, Phil, what's wrong? What's happened? It's okay, I promise, everything is going to be okay..." Dan slowly shushed him, wrapping his arms around him to hold him close as Phil sobbed softly into his shoulder. "I'm so sorry baby... I'm so sorry this happened...I wish I could take it back...I want to take it back..." Phil choked into Dan's shoulder, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist and holding him close. Dan could feel his heart breaking at the sound of Phil's weak voice, his grip on him becoming tighter as he shushed him, trying to calm him down, he pulled away, holding Phil's face in his hands as he looked him in the eyes. "Phil, Phil look at me. What's going on with you? What's wro-" With a small tug of his hip, Phil pulled Dan closer, his lips colliding with Dan's as he kissed him softly. Dan's eyes went wide as he felt Phil's lips moving softly with his, the feeling oddly familiar but new at the same time. Slowly, he relaxed into the kiss, sinking into Phil's body as he kissed back, his fingers lacing through his jet black hair. Noticing Dan's relaxed state, Phil slowly trailed his hands up his shirt, rubbing at his sides, causing Dan to gasp lightly, giving Phil the opportunity to slip in his tongue, swirling it with Dan's. Dan groaned softly, his fingers moving to grip into Phil's shirt tightly, pulling him closer, feeling his skin becoming hotter by the second. Phil chuckled lightly, gripping Dan's hips roughly and pulling them against his, rubbing against them and causing Dan to gasp, pushing Phil away quickly, his cheeks flushed against his skin as he painted lightly, his eyes hooded from their actions. Phil smiled softly, remembering Dan's sensitivity he was used to and immediately moving his lips to Dan's neck, making him moan loudly. "P-phil..." Dan groaned, his voice shaky and nervous as he clung onto his shoulder, biting his lip to keep his sounds contained. As soon as he felt the wet swipe of Phil's tongue on his neck, he melted, the small movements Phil making causing him to fall apart in Phil's arms. Phil moaned softly against Dan's skin, making small whimpers leave his lips and he dragged his teeth against his smooth skin, Dan automatically jumping in his arms. "P-phil..." Phil nibbled softly at Dan's weak spot, knowing how it affected him and grinning when Dan automatically leaned into the action but pulling away immediately after he felt Phil bite into his flesh, leaping away from him and holding his neck. "Ph-phil! You're gonna leave a hickey!' Dan whined, turning to face the mirror and groaning when he saw the small purplish bruise on his pasty skin, his cheeks flushed darkly to contrast. Phil chuckled softly, watching Dan as he studied the bruise in the mirror but tensing when he noticed Dan freeze, his eyes going to his appearance. "Phil?...Why do I look like this? And why do you look like that?" He asked, his voice small and scared. Phil froze, knowing that the normal, daily routine had begun again. He knew he had to tell Dan. He couldn't just say that they've always been like this. But how do you tell someone they have short term memory loss? "Phil? Philip Lester, you answer me right now dammit!" Dan exclaimed, his voice shaky and eyes terrified as he looked at Phil as if he didn't even recognize him. "D-dan, it's alright, I promise just listen to me, plea-" "NO! You're not Phil! Where is he?! What have you done to him? What have you done to me?! Who are you?!" "Dan! It's me! It's Phil! Please, just listen to me, I know this is all confusing but Dan-" Phil tried to convince Dan, standing as to get closer to him but stopping short once Dan pushed him away. "No! Stay away from me, you creep! Don't come any closer or I'll-" Phil took the chance, regardless of Dan's unfinished warning, and pulled Dan into his arms, taking his wrists into his hands as he backed him up against the wall, looking him in the eye. "Dan, please. Please, it's me. It's Phil. You have to believe me. I'm not a creeper, you're completely safe, I promise you. Just look into my eyes, Dan. Please. If I were a creeper, how would I know you're favorite color is red and blue, and that "Hello Internet" makes you cringe everytime you watch it, a-and that you want to have 2 or 3 kids!" Phil exclaimed, trying to reassure Dan that he was safe but knowing he was failing at Dan squirming from beneath him. "You're a stalker! Let me go!" Dan yelled, his voiced terrified and eyes beginning to rim with small tears but his voice staying firm as he tried to show braveness. "Dan, stop! LISTEN TO ME." Phil moved his hands to cup Dan's face. " "I'M PHIL. If I weren't Phil, how would I know that when we first met, we kissed while we were in the park by ourselves after not wanting to go to a party!" Dan froze. "I was so terrified that night, Dan... That I would screw up and scare you away. But then when we kissed, you laughed, and asked me what took me so long before kissing me again... I fell in love with you, Dan..." Phil said softly, stroking his cheek lovingly as Dan watched him with confused eyes. "P-phil?" "Yes, Dan?" "....Are we dating?" "5 years now, baby... Happy Anniversary..."

I'm so glad I found this.

what a precious human

But it’s great because we all have reactions to similar subjects.

Looks at time and wonders what I was doing at the same time yesterday. Remembers I was reading a gay fanfiction and starts to relive it during class.