Fifty shades of Phan

Chapter 10

(DRAWING BY @antisocial_radish)
-Still Dan's POV-

My eyes flicker open, I am nestled into Phil's lap. I look up into Phil's eyes, who is still staring at the lion king on the TV screen, and I realise that it's only the scene of Mufusa's death, that means I never kissed Phil and the whole thing was a dream!
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?

I grown and roll around so my face is pushed into Phil's crotch, once I realise this I chuck my head back in embarrassment.
"Sorry" I chuckle, and Phil smiles down at me,
"Um, it's fine..." he giggles awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck, and I decide that's my queue to sit up,
"Thank you, my legs were kinda going to sleep" Phil laughs, poking his tongue out the corner of his mouth,
"You should have woke me then!" I scolded, and Phil shook his head,
"You looked so happy" he protested, and my heart sinks,
"It was the best dream I'd ever had... Which is why you should have woken me" I murmur.

Phil gives me a confused glance, but decides not to question me, he instead just adjusts his body so he's more comfy, and pulls his legs up under his bum so his body is slightly raised,
"I'm boreddd" Phil whines, like a little toddler,which is literally the cutest thing I've ever seen.
I glance at him sternly,
"We put lion king on for you!" I speak harshly, yet with some sarcasm in my voice,
"I WANT TO PLAY A GAME" Phil plays along, and I fake submit,
"Finneeeee, what game?" I sigh, and Phil ponders for a second before shouting extremely loudly "HIDE AND SEEK!!"

"Bloody hell Phil I have neighbours you know! Besides, that's a kids game" I speak, and Phil shakes his head,
"No it's not!"
"is too"
"Is not"
"IS!"
"NOT!"
"PLEASE DAN!" Phil pouts, and I glare at him,
"1...2...3..." I start to count, a blank expression plastered on my face, and Phil leaps up in joy, and dashes out the room,
I'm a fully grown man playing hide and seek with another adult... what has my life come to??

"Ready or not, here I come!" I shout unenthusiastically, and I hear a soft squeal coming from the office,
"I wonder where Phil is?" I pretend to have no clue, slowly twisting the door handle to the office, and there lying under my desk is a 6'2 male, holding his nose so he won't laugh.

"Nope defiantly not in here" I excuse, and I walk out the room, I hear a soft snigger as I pull the door too, and I smile to myself,
"Phil I'm going out!" I lie, and I quickly open and slam the front door, then hide round the corner to the office, trying as hard as I can not to make a sound.

A few minutes pass with nothing happening, and then slowly the office door cracks open, and Phil's face peeps round the corner. The boy doesn't seem to spot me, so he slowly ventures out a bit more, pacing each step with ultimate care.
I position myself ready to pounce,
"And like a coiled viper, he strikes!" I quote Johnny English, leaping out in front of Phil shouting 'BOO'.

Phil let's out an adorable little scream, clutching his heart as he fell back, only managing to steady himself with his hand on the door handle.
"DAN! I HATE YOU!!" Phil laughs, and I join in,
"No you don't" I grin, and Phil turns away from me, crossing his arms and sticking his nose in the air,
"Okay mr bossy boots, I'm sorry" I apologise, but Phil just 'humphs' and takes a step away from me.

"It's fine, If you don't accept my apology, I'll just have to eat this cupcake I got for you" I smirk, retrieving the Girl Scout cupcake placed on a small oak table, and beginning to un-peal the cake case.

I notice Phil glance round so he was staring at me,
"NO, MY MUFFIN!" Phil squeals, snatching the cupcake off me and cramming it all in his mouth at once.
"Does that mean you accept my apology?" I smile, in between fits of laughter, and Phil let's out a muffled 'uh huh' to mean yes.

Once Phil had successfully managed to swallow his muffin without choking, I gestured for him to come with me,
"Shall we go to the Chinese takeaway and get some food?" I suggest, and Phil nods.
We quickly slip on our shoes, and I venture outside hailing a passing taxi as I do so,
"Zing Zing Chinese takeaway please" I instruct and the cab driver enters the details into his GPS.

"After you" I grin to Phil, opening the door and waving my hand in to show my friend that he can go first.
"Why thank you good sir" Phil bows, before diving into the black taxi, swaying the metal frame of the taxi to and fro.

The second I'm in the taxi and have shut the door, the driver wizzes off, throwing Phil and I back,
"There's no rush..." I mutter, as the taxi driver halts to a stop outside Zing Zing. I hand the taxi driver a 50p and climb out the car, Phil looks at me confused, and slowly follows me out the car,
"Dan... why did we get out?" Phil asks, and I point up to the sign displaying 'zing zing'
"We can see your house Dan, we were literally in that taxi for ten seconds!" Phil complains, and I shrug,
"I'm not the waking type..." I argue, and Phil stares at me intensely,
"We're waking back!" He glares, and I give him puppy dog eyes,
"Dan we're in the same road as your house, it's about 27 steps to your house" Phil states, and I roll my eyes at him.
"We can discuss that later, come on- I'm hungry, let's go in and order some food already" I end the argument, and Phil agrees.

"CHINEEEESSSSEEEEEEEE"