Dan and Phil Imagines

Phil imagine

"This movie sucks. Why are we watching it, again?" Phil asks as you sit watching Fried Green Tomatoes, "This movie is perfect. It's just a little slow." You say as you put your legs over his lap and lay down on the couch.

Phil starts to play with your feet, not enough to tickle you but it feels nice. You love when he just mindlessly runs his fingers against you. You craved his touch.

Suddenly, Phil gets up and walks to the back of the flat leaving your feet with the ghost of Phil's hands. Okay. You thought. That's odd. But continued to watch your film as it was one of your favourites (a/n sorry if you don't like that movie, I love it so...)

Phil reappears with something in his hands. "What do you have?" You ask furrowing your brow. "Nail polish." He answers nonchalantly, "why?" You pause the movie and look at him even more confused. "I was going to see if I could paint your toes. What colour?" He asks showing you some of the colours you had left at his house. "Hmmmm, I want f/c." You smile and position yourself so he can paint them easily.

"I thought you hated feet" You say as he intensely stares at your toes painting them very carefully. "Yes, but I love you and I'm bored." You smile. "You're too cute." You giggle at him as he grabs your foot tighter. "Ah!" Phil squeals, "stop moving!" You smile "Phil you've been painting the same foot for 10 minutes now, I'm getting restless." You look down at your toes and see the mess that he's made but then giggle at how hard he has tried. "I think maybe I'm not the best at this." He says examining the nail polish that is all over his hands. "Maybe not," you take the nail polish and get close to Phil's massive feet, "I'll show you how it's done. "