Phil's POV
It was a lot of fun meeting Dan's family. Especially his grandparents because they all addressed him as Philly, and no one called him that except his parents. Thinking about them hurt less knowing that the time he had with them he knew he was happy. He loved his foster parents, Mike and Laura. HE never called them 'mom' and 'dad' because he felt he was betraying his real parents. They were fine, and they understood. They always told him they were watching him down here on Earth while his parents watched from above.
"Phil?" Dan's voice rang from beside him in the driver's seat. They've been driving for about twenty minutes, some jazzy music filling up the silence. It wasn't awkward, it was comfortable. He blinked, and looked at Dan who was chuckling. "I said, did you have fun?" Phil smiled before answering, grabbing Dan's hand that he had on the center console. Dan's smile widened.
"Yeah," he replied, "I did have fun."
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He wondered what was taking Dan so long to shower. He already ordered the pizza, the Mario Kart 8 starting screen was playing a fast and beeping tune. "Dan!" He called. "What are you doing?" He got up, not caring that he may see a naked Dan. Okay, he cared a lot. The bathroom door wasn't locked, so he stepped in. It was empty. The scent of body wash and shampoo hit his nose, burning the insides of his nose in a good way. Phil rolled his eyes as he realized Dan must be picking out clothes. He didn't care what Dan wore, he could be wearing a trash bag and he would still think he is hot. He thought about how he felt about Dan. He did feel attracted to him, but it worried him because they've only known each other for a couple of weeks. And how does he know Dan feels the same way?
Oh shut up, you git, he obviously feels the same way. You guys almost kissed three times! Phil's conscience told him as he walked into Dan's room. Dan was rummaging in his closet for something and Phil decided to scare him. He crept up behind him and poked his sides with his fingers.
"AAAAARRGGHHH!!!" Dan screamed, and Phil doubled over, laughing. "Phil! What the bloody hell!" Dan punched him the arm. "Ow!" Phil exclaimed looking at Dan with a smile on his face, and he stopped laughing.
Dan was shirtless, his wet hair dripping onto his shoulders, where the droplets rolled down his pale chest. His eyes flicked up to Dan's and he stepped close enough he could see that Dan's eyes weren't just brown, but maple and caramel. They held the colors of warmth and amber, Phil loved them. He placed his hands on Dan's shoulders, running them down his slick chest and then snaking them around his waist. Dan didn't move, and their eye contact didn't flutter. Phil stepped closer, their chests touching and their breath mingled. Dan finally moved, taking his hands and cupping Phil's face and bringing it closer so that their noses were touching. Phil couldn't take it anymore.
He closed the gap. Their lips touched and every inch of Phil's body burst into flames. The kiss was slow and light, and Phil pulled away an inch to look at Dan. "Dan." was all he could say before Dan grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him hard. Phil smiled in the kiss, swiping his tongue on Dan's bottom lip, making Dan moan, opening his mouth. Phil took the chance to let his tongue dance in Dan's mouth. Dan grabbed Phil's forearms and turned him around, and he pushed Phil backwards on the bed. Phil's hands roamed every inch of Dan's body. The kiss grew slow again, and they pulled apart.
"Phil," Dan whispered, staring into Phil's eyes and playing with his hair. "Yes?" He could barely say it, he was so out of breath.
"I think I am falling in love with you."
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a/n: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAH i wrote a fluff chapter because the next chap WILL RIP OUT YOUR HEARTS AND STOMP ON THEM.

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FanfictionDan Howell: - Waiter at Aroma Therapy - Hates coffee - It's a coffee shop Phil Lester: - Energetic writer - Drinks coffee - Doesn't need it