Ethereal

Awkward Explanations

Dan P.O.V

I wake up in my bed, drenched in sweat. I look around to notice my crumpled bed sheets on the floor and I'm half naked. I would care less, but I have no idea how I got here or who changed me. I keep questioning these things in my head, trying to figure out answers. I know I was up all night but I was never in my room, I was in the hallway. I hear footsteps coming to my room. The door opened slightly, Phil's head poking in.
" Oh, you're up." Phil said surprisingly.
" Can you please explain why I am laying in bed, half naked?'' I asked hoping to get an answer.
" Uh y-yeah." Phil stuttered, while a bright pink blush rose to his cheeks.

Phil P.O.V

Dan continues to look over at me expectantly. I try to clear my throat, key word being try. I choke on air for a moment, and then sit ( what I hope is casually ) on Dan's bed.
" Well, so I saw you on the floor.. " I look over to see if he's listening to find his brown orbs transfixed right on me. My eyes widen a bit, and my palms start to sweat.

It's not that big of a deal Phil! You just saw him in his.. Boxers only. A blush rises up on my cheeks.

" Phil? Are you okay? " Dan reaches over and touches my head.
I take a glance at his chest before responding quietly " Y-yeah. "
" Well, so you were on the ground.. " I start
" And you had fallen asleep. I tried to pick you up and I kinda gra- dropped! I dropped you on accident and then you woke up a bit so I told you to get up and you did and then I helped you get to your room and then told you to get Pj's on. "  I rush out.

" Is that all Phil? " Dan inquires. I blush a little bit but nod anyway. " I can tell your not telling me something Lion. " He states gently. I look up and sigh, my face getting redder by the moment.
" When I told you to put Pj's on, before I even left the room, you just started stripping down and I didn't stop you, it surprised me and so you were just- and I was- and- "
I look down to see my hands shaking a little.

Nice job, now he knows you like him.
No he doesn't!
Yes he does!

I dare to look up, and Dan has the cutest, most thoughtful expression on his face while he is looking at me. He lightly grabs my hand and squeezes it, before he gets up and walks out of the room completely. Leaving me baffled.

Dan's P.O.V

I grab Phil's hand as I walk out, gently squeezing it before I go get something to eat.

Fuck its already 6:00, what the hell do I want for supper. I look around and soon I hear Phil's melodic voice saying," I ordered pizza if you're hungry, its in the living room."

I headed to the living and my nose got a sniff of pizza then my mouth started watering. I haven't eaten anything since midnight.

-=+=- After Dan is done eating-=+=-

I look outside the window and see it is raining. London is always rainy but I don't care, I think rainy days are prettier than sunny days.  I think I'll take a walk and admire the storm. I put on some clothes and my shoes, then grab a pen and paper so I can leave Phil a note explaining.

Hey Lion!

Just wanted to let you know that I went out for a walk. So please don't worry I'll be back soon. Just thought I needed to get out of the flat for a little bit.

~Bear

I put that on the coffee table, grab my rain coat, then head outside.

I feel the rain drops on my skin and hear the sound of them hitting against my coat. It gives me a tingly feeling that makes me feel like I am an actual human being; that I actually exist. The rain also brings out all the pretty colors of flowers. Reminds me of my raven haired friend. Phil is like a beautiful flower, but one that never dies in the winter. He isn't afraid to be bold and show off his personality, like how a flower shows' off it's unique color. Not bragging at all, just showing the world and letting it know, " I'm me, and I'm perfectly okay with that. " He's so cu-

No I need to stop, I don't like Phil like that, he doesn't like me like that, we are just friends. F-R-I-E-N-D-S. I continue to walk more trying to get Phil off my mind but I can't. Almost everything reminds me of him. From his personality to his looks.

"I think it's time to go back to the flat." I mumbled to myself heading back home.