N E K O

PJ and Chris, and cuddles

  The next day, Dan was off. He got up, and Phil followed. Dan thought there was something off about Phil, he seemed overly human. Like, he literally would not eat the cat food, which I mean was convenient for PJ, who already had a cat, Chris. 

 Dan decided to call PJ, the shop would be closed today. May as well do something with PJ, why not. By the time Dan had finished these thoughts, Phil was nowhere to be seen. He walked into the kitchen, and there was a man-well, he looked about 19- sitting on one of the stools. Dan just observed him for a moment, taking in all the details. 

 The man was beautiful, if Dan was honest. He had black hair, it was feathery, and had fringe going the opposite way of Dan's. He had blue, light blue, eyes, and pale, pale skin; he was wearing black skinny jeans and a light blue and grey plaid shirt,with some grey Converse,  and basically described Dan's perfect person. It took Dan a moment to realize that there was one peculiar thing about the man, he had ears and a tail.  

  Of course, everyone had ears, but these ears-well, for one thing, they were black and white- and on top of his head, and pointed-like a cat- and then a tail, a very elongated one, wrapping around his waist and curling at the end. It was black and white, like his ears. 

  Then the man looked at him, and faintly frowned.

"Crap." He said, beginning to shrink and turn into a cat.

A very familiar cat-

Phil.

  Dan watched as the little cat walked over to him, and rubbed against his ankle. There was a bowl of cereal on the counter, and Dan figured Phil must have made it earlier. Dan just sort of picked up Phil, not sure what to do.

 Dan decided, on impulse, to go with scratching  behind Phil's ears, making him purr. He curled against Dan's hand, jumping back on the chair and turning back into a person-well, a person with a tail. Not that Dan had anything against that, just the whole matter of the fact that this was the first time he had met a person with a tail. 

  Phil waved his hand in front of Dan's eyes, giggling a little. Dan realized that he had been staring at Phil, and immediately blushed and looked away embarrassedly.

"Sorry," Dan said, blushing like mad.

"It's fine, you know." Phil said, laughing a little. "I would guess I would be the first Neko you've met."

"Well, yeah, that would be it." Dan said, laughing a little as he poured himself a bowl of cereal and sat down next to Phil.

"Who are you?" Dan said. "Sorry, that was rude, sorry um-yeah."

"Welp, you got my name right, I'm Phil Lester, I'm 20, and I'm a half-cat person. If you couldn't tell." Phil laughed a little, his tongue poking out from between his teeth a little. Dan heard the song Oh No! start playing, that would be PJ.

  He grinned at Phil, and mouthed "PJ, coming over in 5." Phil immediately finished his cereal, and went into the living room to watch Black Butler. He changed into a cat again, once it was playing. 

  Dan couldn't get the mental image of Phil, lying on his couch in a casual position, out of his head. Seriously, he was just pretty. He walked downstairs from his door, and opened the door to find PJ and his cat- Chris- in a cat-carrier. They walked upstairs,  Dan telling PJ that he had gotten a cat. 

 They walked in, and Chris immediately was let out of his carrier. He ran over to Phil, and they both ended up watching Black Butler, with Chris lying on top of Phil the cat.

 Dan turned to PJ, saying, "Want some coffee?"

"Sure." He said, laughing at how quick Chris was to just sit on Phil.

  Once they had gotten their coffee, Dan turned to PJ, and said,

 "Please don't say I'm crazy, but like, Phil is-well, he's a neko? That's what he said."

PJ laughed, and said, "Follow me." They walked into the living room, and he said, "Hey, Chris, it's cool." 

That was when Chris, the brown cat, turned into a person. 

Dan would have passed out in any other circumstance, but he was rather chill right now, as Phil was rubbing against his leg and mewling. He reached down and picked him up, and Phil snuggled into his chest.

 Phil jumped down after a moment, turning into a person, and Chris almost jumped on him.

"PHILLIP LESTER!" Chris said, tickling him.

PJ gave Dan the look, and they both backed up. Phil was grinning and laughing like mad, and his tongue did that thing again-it poked out of his mouth- and Dan melted. Seriously, he really just wanted to kiss Phil, severely. 

After about 10 minutes, Phil whacked Chris upside the head, and he turned back into a cat and ran into his carrier. PJ was ready to go too, it was about noon and he had a date.

 Dan wouldn't have been surprised if it was with Chris, as PJ stuffed a beanie in the carrier.

-Later- I just had a nose workout attack bloody hell-

  Dan walked into his room, and Phil followed awkwardly.

"Um, Dan?" Phil asked.

"Yep?" Dan said, taking off his shirt and lying down in his bed with his laptop on top of him.

"Um, can I sleep with y-you? Like, there's not another bed and um yeah." Phil said, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.

"Sure. You need pajamas right?" Dan said, throwing a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt at him.

Phil nodded, walking into the bathroom to change. He came out a moment later, and Dan was just lying there, in sweatpants and no shirt, on his laptop, and Phil thought he was going to die. Phil grabbed his phone and headphones, turning on some Muse, and lying down next to Dan.

 When Phil walked into his room, wearing a loose t-shirt and loose sweatpants, Dan was really, really, just wanting to get up and kiss the living hell out of him. He saw Phil pull out a phone and headphones, stick his tongue out at him, and lie down, facing upwards towards the ceiling.

 After about 20 minutes of spamming Tumblr, Dan was sleepy. He turned off his computer and stuff, setting everything down. He felt a little weight on his waist, and looked over to see that Phil had fallen asleep with his arms around him. Dan pulled Phil towards him, and buried Phil's face in his chest. Dan gently nuzzled his face into Phil's hair, and fell asleep thinking he could get used to this.