Based on that music video by that ballet thing with the song. If you have yet to see that, the link will be in the description below if I can remember. Yes its short, but eh. Yes, AU. Enjoy!
Phil was walking through the forest, following the music he had heard from his apartment. It carried him to an empty building with music pouring out. The walls outside were white wood with large windows letting in the sunlight, making it look like it was glowing. Take me to church was being played and Phil, being curious as usual looked in through a window, and that's when he saw him. He had hair like tree bark and deep brown eyes that can melt you like the chocolate his eyes resembled. He wore tights skin color, a tan color, matching his topless torso, showing his slightly muscular form doused with sweat. He threw himself around, his jumps through the air perfect, his toes pointed so and he seemed to slow down time in the air. Phil couldn't help but stare on as he danced, his jaw dropped ever so slightly. He would spin, his hair whipping around and that brilliant, breathless smile slipping upon his face. Phil smiled slightly, watching as this mysterious man danced, each move with a passion and spoke out in ways some words could never do justice of. At the end of the song he fell to his knees, and all went silent. The mans head rose up, a smile spread across his face with a deep dimple on one cheek. Phil could feel his own lips form a grin just from seeing the joy this dancer expressed. He step back slightly, and a large snap rings through the forest. The dancer's smile vanishes as he leaps up, head whipping around to find the intruder while Phil went down to hide from sight. He peeked out of the corner of the window to see the dancer turned away, walking slowly to the door, a bat (like from baseball, not an animal) held tightly in his grip. Phil, turned and sneaked away, going below the windows view around the other way.
He had made it a good distance away when a cry of "hey! " resounded through the forest, followed by crunching leaves and into view is the dancer. Phil turns around from him and runs, as fast as he coulld through the deep woods back towards his home. He glanced behind him to find the dancer, now not holding his weapon, get closer, a confused look upon his face. Phil turns back and keeps running until he slips under the rain-soaken leaves bellow. The man catches up and asks "Are you alright?" His voice was gentle and Phil felt his hands gently grab him around his waist and pull him up off the slightly damp floor of the autumn forest. "S-sorry, I-i had heard music from my a-apartment and I-i was curious..." Phil spoke quickly, his eyes staring down at the crumpled leaves of orange and red around them in a million shades. "Its fine, I just thought it was someone dangerous, that's all." the man replied, and Phil looked up to see a soft smile on his lips. Ignoring the heat that flared upon his cheeks and ears as he looked down, he said "You dance amazingly..." "Th-thanks... I've always loved to dance, but I don't think I'm that good..." Phil looked up to see red upon the dancer's cheeks, his dimple deeply embeded inside the reddened cheek. "I think you are..." Phil said, staring at the dancer. The dancer looked up, his eyes glittering with pride until a puzzeled look took his face. "Have I seen you before?... Wait a second, you're Phil Lester. Oh my god, I watch your dance videos and the nerdier ones too!" The dancer's smile was contagious as it spread to Phil's face, and Phil nodded. "Hi, I'm Dan, Daniel Howell, a fan of yours." the dancer said. And that was how the Phan dancing duo began.