Angst - Phan Collab Fic

It was 9Am, and Dan still hadn't slept. All night he just stared at the ceiling and thought. Most of his thoughts were of Phil and depressing things. He now had dark circles under his eyes, an obvious give away. He sat up, hearing birds chirping. Phil on the other hand was dreaming despite the roaring sound waves that were erupting from his alarm clock. If Lion was alive, he would be deaf by now. But at last, this silly, raven haired man slept. His mind compelled with a scenery of hills of sweets, narwhals flying in the sky, lions of company and Phil, himself, King of this majestic land. Dan sighed, pushing his hair back and standing up. He hadn't worn anything else but jumpers in weeks, as he had been doing something underneath the sleeves that he wasn't ready to admit. He quickly found a tan hoodie, slipping that on with his regular skinny jeans. As soon as he went out of his room, he heard Phil's alarm. He knocked loudly on his door  "Phillip Michael Lester get the hell up" he said loudly.