Phil blearily opened his eyes. He barely made out the Fluorescent light of his alarm clock that read: 03:48am. Phil slumped onto his pillow, distressed to be woken up at this ungodly hour by his infernal body clock. Opening his arms to accept sleeps' cosy embrace, Phil pushed the annoyance out of his mind. But before sleep could take hold of him once more, Phil heard an ominous thump from the hallway.

'Beavers or burglars or bats!' Phil speculated, tumbling out of bed in an action that surprised him. Arming himself with a knife he had used earlier, Phil opened his door as quietly as he could. His bare feet touched the carpet of their hallway and gingerly took a tiny step forward. Raising the knife above his head , he prepare to strike, only to be halted by a whispered exclamation of 'Fuck!' from three steps in front of him.

His eyes acclimatised to the dark and was greeted by the sight, of a half naked Dan Howell, lying on the ground by their glass , kitchen door.

'You may not be on fire Dan but you are definitely an idiot.' Phil chuckled. Dan sleepily gave him the middle finger and put his other hand over his eyes.

'Piss off Phil, like you have never done anything idiotic.' Dan responded in a half mumbled, half articulate voice.

'You don't get to be angry! You're the one who woke me up!' Phil protested.

Dan just sighed and rolled onto his front dejectedly.

'Oh don't give me that, let's just get to sleep and talk in the morning.' Phil suggested, already turning back to his room.

'Can we talk now?' Dan asked, standing up with a surprising amount of grace.

Fear boiled in Phil's stomach as he tried to guess what was so urgent. He nodded and dragged Dan to the living room by the elbow.

'Spill' Phil said, taking in Dan's vacant expression.

Dan took a deep breath and sunk into the sofa , as if he wanted it to swallow him whole. 'I'm so restless. My whole life is screwing up and then letting strangers laugh at me for screwing up. I have no new ideas, I have no social or love life and I haven't had sex in a year!'

Phil stared at Dan, words failing to leave his lips. Existential crises had a certain set of advice and words of encouragement. This however was a whole other kettle of fish. Phil had noticed that Dan seemed less full of life lately, but he had chalked it up to being his endless stream of late nights finally catching up to him.

Phil's mouth fell open as a few tears fell from Dan's molten eyes.

'I'm not happy Phil, I don't know what I'm doing in any area of my life. The self loathing is getting worse and it makes me feel like that pathetic kid from myspace all over again.'

Phil was frozen. Every muscle was taut and his heart thumped erratically in his ears.

'Help m-me Phil' Dan sobbed, a steady flow of tears escaping now.

Phil thawed and ran over to Dan and enveloped him in a hug.

'I will do everything in my power to help you Dan. This won't last forever. I promise soon you will see yourself for the amazing person that I see you as.'

Dan locked eyes with Phil, his mouth half open in shock. Phil wiped the tears from Dan's eyes and tapped Dan's chin so his mouth shut with a snap.

'Let me show you how to see yourself through My eyes.' Phil whispered. His hand threaded through Dan's soft hair and his other, touched Dan's neck with butterfly soft caresses. Inch by inch Phil moved closer and closer to Dan's beautiful face. With a shudder, Phil let out a breath as he lightly touched Dan's lips with his own. Phil felt Dan surrender instantly, his body going limp and responsive instantaneously. Dan looped his tan arms around Phil's' neck and kissed Phil back, lips tingling with oversensitivity.

All hesitance gone, Phil kissed Dan with every ouch of passion he had. He knocked dan over just as he had in their first q and a together and Dan made the same noise of surprise. Suddenly becoming aware that Dan's sun kissed torso was exposed, Phil bent down and kissed across his collar bone.

Dan threw his head back and moaned obscenely, thrashing like a trapped animal, as Phil sucked a bruise into Dan's shoulder. Phil lightly brushed Dan's nipples with his tongue and teased Dan's sides with his elfin fingers.

'Phil! Get yourself back up here you twat!' Dan said heatedly. Phil laughed his signature 'Dan laugh' and straddled Dan, all innocence evaporating from his cosmic eyes.

'Holy fuck you're hot' Dan muttered, pulling Phil down, desperately reconnecting their lips as if they were his only way to breathe.

How in the lions' mane have we lived together all this time and not ravished each other? Phil wondered.

Dan promised to break the glass door if this turned out to be a glorious, horrific dream.

Phil disconnected himself from Dan with great will power and breathed

'We need to talk about you before we get even more distracted.'

Dan smiled widely and shook his head. 'I have never felt more alive so instead let's move this to my bedroom.'

Phil shut his eyes and willed his mind to decide , to convince Dan to talk instead.

'We have resisted this for faaaaar too long, Phil. Succumb to your urges Phil.' Dan said and then had the audacity to wink.

Phil leaped off Dan like he had been burnt and ripped off his t-shirt.

'Let's finish what we started.'

A/n: HEY! thanks for reading my first phanfic! inspired by feeling restless like Dan (not as bad as fic dan lol) if you wanna read part 2 (there will be looooots of smut i promise) then please review so I know if its worth writing. Thanks! :D