How can this be? (Phan fanfiction)(boyxboy)

Another Day

Phil's POV

I woke up on the couch wrapped in Dans arms. I tried to slip out of his arms, but they were wrapped really tight around me. He sleeps in late, so there is no way he's awake now. Maybe I can wake him up. I thought about Dan, so he would wake up.  I thought about him asking me out yesterday,  and the memories of us cuddling to keep warm when we only had a bad mattress to sleep on. I felt him shift positions, and I sighed in relief. I thought he was getting up, so I started to try again to get out of his arms. I failed. He didn't even wake up ! Ugh. Actually, his grip was tighter now. 

"Did you really think you could get away from me that easily ?", I jumped unexpecting his voice.

"Well,  I was gonna go pee. Unless you want me to pee on you ?", he still hasn't let go. Seriously though, my bladder is full.

"That means you'll make me wet.", I could feel him smirk. I just rolled my eyes.

"Please !", I whined. His grip loosened. I rushed out of his arms and to the lou. I left with a thank you.

Dan's POV

Since, I no longer have the warmth of Phil in my arms I decided to get up. I don't know what it is about him. That's a lie I do know. It everything. I just can't help but love him. His eyes, his hair, his hands, just everything. I know he doesn't like himself. I remembered the day when I told him that he wanted to to cut that he'd have to take my arm, look me in the eyes, and cut me as many times as he would himself. He told me he couldn't hurt me like that. I saw in his eyes how it clicked, and he understood. I shivered at that thought. I don't know why I just suddenly thought about that. I shrugged it off.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the cupboard grabbing a DanAndPhilGames mug. I headed over to the fridge and grabbed out some milk and orange juice. I then headed to our pantry and grabbed our cereals. I heard the bathroom door open then close.  I was focused on pouring the cereal into the bowls I just got out. I poured his cereal then mine before heading to the coffee table and setting them down along with the milk, two mugs, the juice, two spoons, and two napkins. Phil smiled at me, and I returned it. He sat down pouring milk into his bowl then dipping in the spoon then pulling up a spoonful of Lion cereal. He shoved the spoonful into his mouth and a few slid off the spoon because he scooped way too much.

Phil's POV

I flushed the toilet then closed the lid. I walked over to the sink and washed my hands. I realized there was no soap, so I opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle. I saw the razors and extra blades. I winced back at the memory. I remembered what Dan told me which made me smile.  He cared so much, and he still does. That's why I love him. I mean what's not to love. I closed the cabinet and finished washing my hands. I opened up the door to reveal Dan, who's actually off the couch. I smiled when he finished setting up the breakfast on the coffee table. We don't exactly have a kitchen/ dining room table yet. Plus, this makes it easier to watch tv. I guess.

I poured the milk into the bowl then ate it. I leaned back on the couch with my bowl. I propped my feet up onto the table. Dan smacked my ankle wich made me flinch.

"Ow.", I whined.

"Get your dirty feet off of the table. My food is here.", he demanded.

"And if I don't ?", I smart mouthed him. He gave me a stern motherly look.

"Then expect to sleep alone.", I huffed a sigh.

"Fine, mum.", I placed my feet under me in a criss-cross position.

We finished eating breakfast, so we cleaned everything up as well as turning the tv off. I plopped back down on the couch.

"I need to post a new video, or at least begin making one, today.", I sighed. Dan sat beside md nodding.