Phanfics Yeah!

Dan the 'Man'

3rd Person Pov:

Phil was just finishing editing a thumbnail for the new gaming video, when he felt the familiar pangs of hunger that told him that food would be welcome right now. Then, he remembered it was down to Dan to cook dinner tonight. They had fallen into a pattern of taking it in turns to be in charge of dinner, which was incredibly domestic, but it worked. He took a break to go and find Dan.

'Dan?' The sound resonated through the seemingly empty flat and Phil was about to call again, when he heard a muffled answer coming from the office. He went upstairs to find Dan sitting in the midst of absolute chaos. There were DVDs, various game controllers, wires and other random crap surrounding him.

'What happened?!' Phil exclaimed. Dan, who only just noticed Phil was in the room, gave a small jump.

'I thought I would try and sort out some of the stuff we have up here. Its been like three years or something since we moved in and there's still loads just stuffed in boxes,' he replied indicating a large pile of cardboard in the corner.

'Well I just came to ask what you were planning on doing for dinner, it's getting quite late,' Phil said, glancing at the clock on the wall. Dan groaned.

'Sorry, I forgot. Can't we just order some takeaway or something in a bit?' Dan whined. He looked pleadingly at Phil.

'In a bit? I'm starving, aren't you? And anyway, we can't leave it too late,' Phil answered, incredulous.

'But I'm not that hungry yet,' Dan said as Phil turned to leave the room, 'wait, are you going to order?'

'Yeah, what do you want me to get you? I'm sure you'll be hungry once it arrives.'

'Uh, yeah, probably. Can you just order the same as what your having please? Or anything really, I don't mind that much.'

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'Dan, Pizza!' Phil shouted, closing the door behind him. He heard Dan descending slowly down the stairs.

'Coming.'

'What do you wanna watch? I know that American Horror Story has just started, but I'm kind of feeling in a Magi mood,' Phil said, laughing silently at his accidental alliteration, 'Can you grab the kitchen roll from the counter?'

'Sure. Magi sounds good too, but I don't mind, you choose.' 

Phil stopped abruptly and turned to face Dan.

'What's the matter? We can watch American Horror story if you want,' he said, studying Dan's face.

'I'm fine, just quite,-' He started to yawn, '-tired. Let's watch Magi.'

After a while, Phil got up from the sofa to get a drink. When he went to sit back down again, He notice that Dan's pizza had been left almost untouched.

'Hey, are you gonna be eating any time soon?' he remarked, setting the glass down on the table.

'Huh?'

'Food, Dan. Will you be eating it?' he said, looking at Dan and feeling slightly concerned. 

'Oh, yeah,' Dan replied, picking up his second piece of pizza. Phil watched him slowly nibble at it, eyes glued to the screen in front of him. Soon, Dan cottoned on to the fact that Phil was watching him, so he sped up slightly, taking another piece. Phil, seemingly satisfied, turned back to watching the TV.

It was around a quarter of an hour after that when Phil suddenly felt something warm and heavy fall onto his shoulder. He looked to see Dan, eyes shut, leaning into him. He was breathing evenly and looked so peaceful. Phil almost awwed out loud when he stopped himself.