The flat was silent. It was the morning, and no one wanted to get up yet. Phil was in his room, rapped under bunches of blankets, sprawled out like a starfish. Next to him, without surprise, was Dan; curled up against him on the blue and green comforter, in the fetus position.
Light seeped through the thin blinds and illuminated the room with thin stripes of brightness. Phil was awake, but didn't want to wake Dan up yet because he just looked so peaceful asleep. All of the creases on his face smoothed out, and his lips upturned into a small smile, hopefully dreaming good things. It's true what people say, that you seem younger in your sleep, because Dan looks about as young as when we first met.
Phil lay there for a bit, enjoying the silence until Dan got up.
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FanfictionDan Howell and Phil Lester aren't in a relationship, but it's hard to tell that they're not. They're always teasing each other, flirting without calling it flirting, always doing something to get the other on flustered. But, what if one takes it a l...
