Prompt 12: Disputes/Arguments

Rated: T

Words: 967

Notes: Thanks you KDaisyH for Beta Reading. Its been a while since I updated huh. Sorry about that, school's been tough so the only time I have for writing is like hardly ever. I really feel like writing angst this time. Fall always seem to bring the angst out of me I swear. Even in my essays at school I unintentionally put angst in. I really need to get it out of my system.

It had been 3 days since the fight

2, when Dan and Phil stop acknowledging each other.

And it's only been yesterday when they both forgot what the fight was about, yet bitter pride stopped them from apologizing. The normally loud flat filled with laughter and affectionate insults are instead brimming with cold, dark silence.

It was in the morning when both of the friends realized that they could not continue this. Yet ignoring each other was not that both had siblings who in their younger headstrung years had the silent treatment given or sent. But this, this was different. Phil and Dan had been together thick and thin. They seen each other at their best, their worst, and everything in between. They were inseparable, feeling atrocious they were apart. As if a part of them was missing.

It was awful when Dan stayed home while Phil went backpacking across Europe. Cold, tired loneliness engulfed him as Dan stared blankly at the window. The grey sky matched Dan's mood. He thought he could be happy when Phil was gone. The flat would all to himself, so Dan could do anything he wished without the older boy's nagging. Yet it was not the case. Nothing felt the same, the food, the tv shows, even the air somehow felt weird without Phil's presence. As the pit in his stomach grew, Dan couldn't help himself but to think of the worst case scenario. What if Phil mets someone amazing and never comes home? What if he doesn't even misses Dan? What if Phil's glad that he is away from Dan? What if? Dan cursed under his breath and stared out the window before going back to mindless internet surfing. Of course Phil will be back. It's not like he could just stay there. What was wrong with him? Dan never worried about this until the moment Phil left. The loneliness was driving him insane So this is what they meant when they say you can never love someone as much as you will miss them.

Countries and countries away, Phil looked out of a Belgian coffeeshop. The trip was anything short of amazing, beautiful, fantastic, magnificent, and other synonyms that mean the same thing. In other words Phil loved the trip. Meeting his fans was awesome and the view blew Phil's breath away, but something was off. Its like he forgot something. Phil double checked his pockets. Passport? Yes. Phone? Got it. Keys? Yep. Phil looked at the clock. It was still far too early to get to the airport. Phil sighed as he put his head in his hands. What is with him? It's like he was missing something. Or someone.

The cold shoulder and quietness no matter how heart breaking it was, it still wasn't the worst of the silent treatment. They weren't used to ignoring each other for this long. All argument ended quite quickly and was forgotten quite soon. But this was the longest fight they ever had. And it was slowly breaking them. The absolutely worst part of the silent treatment was that they were used to living together. They sat on the sat on the same sofa, cooked in the same kitchen, and they just did favors for each other without question. In the morning, Phil absentmindedly poured two cups of coffee before he remembered that he was mad at Dan. For some reason.

Phil glanced sadly at his brunette friend before looking down at this laptop. He didn't know what happened. What did he do to make Dan so upset? Dan never snapped at him, unless he had a good reason. And Phil was pretty sure he didn't do anything, or so he hoped. If only Phil could remember why they were arguing in the first place. Then maybe Phil would apologize and he and Dan would be back on speaking turns. His hands gripped the laptop tighter. This is not how he expected his return to be. Phil didn't want Dan to ignore him. Phil wanted life to be the way it was. He just wanted Dan to talk, to way anything. Anything, even if Dan said he hated him. At least Phil will know how Dan feels, instead of this silence.

Phil sighed again. This was confusing. He just needed time to think to himself. The even through the flat was quiet, the tension was tremendous, leaving both of them to breath heavily. Phil turned his laptop off and sat up quickly, the action silently startling Dan. He reached over to his jacket and walked out of the lounge. Dan could have sworn to he heard Phil softly say. "Going out for a walk" He paused, Phil talked and stopped the silent treatment. Would this mean that Dan won the argument? Dan swore under his breath. This is not a game damn it. There is no winner or loser. Well there will be if neither Dan nor Phil apologized. If neither of them could just suck it up and apologized to each other, years and years of friendship would be lost and Dan would scrum to an even higher level of loneliness. Oh how much does Dan want to run up to Phil and just hug him. Just grip Phil tightly, apologizing and sobbing onto his shoulders. Dan wants Phil to hug him back just as harder and whisper "I'm sorry, too." And they could stop this. This stupid argument would be in the past. And Dan's loneliness to stop.

But

Dan justs sits there. Barely glancing up from his laptop to see his raven haired friend already out of the lounge and walking down the stairs. If Phil had stayed a bit longer, maybe if he hesitated a bit before leaving, he would hear a muffled "I'm sorry"

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