Unreadable: A Phan AU

I began to adjust...

I began to adjust to Phil. As we finished up Mario Kart, I felt like we had been friends for years. In between races and during breaks, I asked him about himself, from where he grew up to what his family was like. We talked for hours until I could tell we both desperately needed to sleep. I turned off the game as his eyes began to close.

"So, I have a guess bedroom you can sleep in for the night. There's food in the fridge if you get hungry, and you know where the bathroom is. Oh, and my room is the last door on the right in case you need me...Uh, Phil?" I questioned as he remained still.

I didn't know if he'd already fallen asleep or didn't hear me on account of my sleepy mumbling. I waited but he didn't seem like he was getting up anytime soon, so I assumed he couldn't stay awake and passed out near the last race. I sighed heavily and gently pushed his shoulder to awake him, but to my prevail, he didn't move an inch.

"Phil come on, trust me, sleeping on that couch will give you the worst neck pains." After another minute of awkward poking and pushing, I decided he wouldn't leave the couch on his own until the morning.

I bent over and wrapped my arms around his broad chest and skinny legs as I lifted him up. I carried him bridal-style to the guess bed and gently set him down. I even lifted the blankets and tucked the man in. As I learned over him to finished moving the pillows, I felt thin arms grasp my chest. It took me a second to register the action as a hug and I hesitantly returned it.

"Thank you for everything Dan, this was one of the best nights I've had in months. Goodnight." he whispered softly into my ear. He layed back down on the soft bed and instantly cuddled into his blankets.

"Y-you're very welcome Phil, i-it was a lot of f-f-fun for me t-to. Goodnight." I shivered at the lost of heat and the electricity running through me. I stood there just staring at him until I realized how creepy it was and left the room with uncertainty.

A number of things ran through my head as I gently closed the door and walked to my room. As I lay in bed, I couldn't control all the emotions inside of me as I lay awake for what felt like hours.

To say that day was eventful was the understatement of the century. Not only did I meet someone for the first time in years I couldn't read, but I hired them, invited them into my home and hugged them.

The last part was, surprisingly, the most shocking. The last time I let someone hug me, let alone I hugged back, was when I was eleven and my aunt had just passed. It's not like I hate any kind of human interaction, don't get me wrong, but hugging is such an intimate thing to me and I am not an intimate person.

When I checked my phone it was seven am and I hadn't slept all night. Where as, a normal person would be worried and maybe even panic, I didn't have to work until three pm, so I had plenty of time to get some. I got up and out of bed, with some difficulty considering I hadn't bothered to turn on any lights, to use the bathroom and went into the hall.

I took care of my bladder and carefully made my way back to my room when I heard soft snores drift from the closest room. I put my ear against the door and listened to the rhythmic breaths. I nearly fell asleep leaving against the door when I heard a little groan from within.

I gasped and almost slammed into the wall behind me as I jumped from the sound. I was frozen in place as I listened for the sound again. As my breathing returned to normal, I heard a few whimpers, some mumbled talking and even a chuckle. I was instantly relieved that I hadn't invaded some kind of "private" dream of Phil's. I quickly made my way back to my room and easily drifted off to the steady, soothing snores from the other room.

The next time I checked it, I had just woken up and it was a little past noon. I stretched out everything and began to properly wake up when I interrupted by something hard hitting the door. I nearly had a heartattack until I heard a familiar voice groan in pain and gently knock.

"Dan, I don't know if you're awake because we went to bed rather late but you never told me anything about the job. I'm not even sure of what my hours are, I mean I could be late right now for all I know." He spoke loudly through the door.

I considered pretending that'd I was still fast asleep to avoid confronting the man who had occupied my thoughts for the last 12 hours. I decided against it and sat up in my bed, rubbing my eyes in an attempt to fully wake up.

"You can come in Phil, I just woke up." I answered him as I stood up, once again stretching my limbs. He flung open the door and practically sprung onto my bed.

"How can you do that so early?" I grumbled. I've always been a night owl and I could barely get out of bed in the morning, let alone jump.

"How can you not? What do you do with your morning energy?" he asked curiously.

"Morning energy? I don't know about you, but my energy comes during the night. I'm not fully awake until about three, when I have to go to work...well, when we. You work my hours to answer your question, three to nine." I told him as I fell back onto the mattress.

"We work together? That's great!" he grinned.

"Well, not exactly, but I'll speak with Matthew and see what I can do." I knew we worked opposite hours for the time being, but there was no way the shop could lose me, so I had a guarantee to getting nearly anything I wanted.

"Why would you do that?" he asked in a total mood-shift. His energetic, happy one, switching for a quiet, serious tone. I felt my whole mood-shift just like his as doubt and confliction entered my thoughts.

Did he not want to work the same hours? I thought he had as much fun as I did. Maybe he was just acting, maybe he just wanted to pay me back for letting him spend the night. Should I just let him leave? I don't want him to go anytime soon. He's the best thing that's happened to me since-

"Dan, are you okay? You look really worried. It's not that I don't want you to, I'm actually glad you are, I was just wondering..." he trailed off.

It seemed as-if he was going to continue his thought but no more words came out. There was a rather uncomfortable silence as we both got lost in our thoughts. It was interrupted by a huge yawn that escaped my mouth and I became aware that I was in my bed.

"Oh nonono. You are not going back to sleep. In fact, you're going to bed earlier than I imagine you have in a while tonight, and we're both waking up at eight am tomorrow." he stated with an authoritative tone.

I would have argued but I felt the side of my lips curing into a smile. I didn't know if it was intentional or not, but Phil had just invited himself to staying over another night and I would give no objections.

"Come on! Let's go make pancakes for lunch!" Phil laughed d he pulled me up with him and into the kitchen. It was going to be an interesting day.