Wake up to Dan and Phil (Dan X Reader)

Oh My God

It's hard to sleep with someone rolling around beside you. Needless to say, I woke up a few times with Dan hugging me or just readjusting himself. Each time my heart racing a bit faster as I realised his face was slowly getting closer to mine. The fourth(ish) time I woke up, his lips were basically on my neck and his arm still around me.
Fucking hell. I don't understand how I ever got back to sleep each time. He's so. I'm such a mess for him.
I doubted all possibilities long ago, but no. Here I am, magically appearing in their flat, cuddling Dan on the sofa. What. The. Fuck.
The sun is lighting up the lounge this time.
The time on the cable box says it's almost 8am. Should I leave? No, he needs to know I stayed (because then, I don't know, maybe he likes me and will, like, get really curious if I stayed for awhile etc. etc.). But I also want to know how long he would stay. Maybe if I wake him up. Nooooo, that could get awkward if he doesn't like me at all. GOT IT! I'll wiggle around and wake him up, but pretend to still be asleep. I may have to put him in an uncomfortable position though.
Ugh, can't hurt to try.
I roll around, making as much movement as I can without being too suspicious.
He catches his breath, like he's waking up. and shit shit shit fucking shit. okay. It's hard enough to just pretend to sleep next to this guy, but I literally rolled over so my face iS RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS.
Great.
His body tenses up as he wakes up. Stretching? Nah, probably scared of me. It stopped quickly and he breathed out, resting his head back down. His breath his my skin and I swear I got goosebumps.
He giggled.
HE GIGGLED. AKA he was being cute as fuck and I couldn't even flinch.
He sits up, giving me the ability to hide my face into the cushion that smells of him.
He tried, as gently as possible, to untangle our legs without waking me. Then walked slowly out the door.
I listened to his large footsteps lightly step on the cold floor down the hall.
Then they stopped.
But mid hallway, not to his room, like where the kitchen is.
A thud struck the wall, did he fall?
I sat up quickly, waiting to see if there was any other noises. Did he actually fall??
I crawl towards the door, as quiet as possible.
He giggles again.
Phew. I lay back down.
"Oh my god," He whispers, and his footsteps continue to his room.

I guess I should go back to my room in a bit. I mean, the nerd room.