The next following days Phil would show up at Dan's house in the morning and knock on the door twice but what he didn't know was Dan would be ready as ever behind the door to welcome Phil.Phil would then give Dan something he had baked in the past night. It would be anything from cakes and pies, to brownies and cookies. And Dan would mutter an awkward thank you before taking them in the house and gobbling them up. Dan's favorite were Phil's cookies and he always looked forward to them.
When Phil first started all this, Dan thought he gave them to all of his neighbors but he was wrong. Phil only ever gave anything to Dan. And Dan would wonder why was he getting this special treatment from Phil.
And the violin continued too but not in the dead of the night. It would stop by midnight but until then Dan would close his eyes and listen to the sweet music and would feel slightly disappointed when Phil would stop playing it.
One of such mornings Phil showed up at Dan's house with cookies.
"Ooh cookies" Dan said in an excited voice.
"Do you like them?" Phil asked.
"Yeah I mean they're great"
"Aw I will make sure to bake cookies more often"
"No no please don't feel the need to do that" Dan said immediately.
Phil laughed.
"No problem Daniel, I like making them quite a lot" Phil explains with a smile.
"Phil can I ask you something?" Dan said hesitantly.
"Sure you can"
"Do you sleep at all?"
Phil laughed.
"No I mean yeah I do sleep a little but I am an insomniac"
"Ooh"
"Yeah. I sleep very little. That is why I bake and play the violin in the night because I literally cannot sleep"
"It must be hard"
"It can be at times yes but not that much. I am quite used to it" Phil smiled.
"Oh okay" Dan said.
"I will see you later then" Phil said.
"Sure bye" Dan said.
Phil gave him one last smile before turning around to walk away.
"Wait" Dan blurted out. "Are you free tonight? I would like to invite you to dinner at my house"
Phil gave him a wide smile.
"I would love to" Phil said.
"Okay cool, how about 8?"
"Perfect" Phil smiled.
"See you then" Dan said.
"Bye"
With that Dan closed the door and cursed himself. What the fuck did he just do? He had invited Phil Lester to dinner and he had no idea about what to do? What would he cook? Dan wasn't a great cook after all and survived most of his nights with takeout and pizza? How was he even gonna cook anything at all?
Phil was a great baker and probably a great cook too. What would he say when he eats Dan's horrible cooking. Dan had gotten himself in unnecessary trouble. He glanced up the clock. He was late for work too. This definitely wasn't going to be a good day.
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Dan had managed to get off work early by giving some shitty ass excuse and he immediately drove to a grocery store. As it turned out he had basically nothing to make anything and he get some shopping done. He walked in and mindlessly wandered for 15 minutes to decide what to get. Dan finally got some steak, mushrooms, potatoes, and chocolates (because he was stressed and he needed it) before driving home.
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