coffee shop soundtrack (phan)

0.6

-- dan's pov for a lil while

i yawned, starting to stretch my arms before realizing i was still in phil's warm ones.

i sighed and bit my lip, trying to inch away from him without waking him up. i succeeded in doing so, and stood up.

the cold tiles of the kitchen floor froze my bare feet, opening and shutting cupboards, looking for the ingredients to make coffee.

i took everything out and laid it out on the counter, turning the kettle on on the stove, when i heard quiet footsteps behind me.

"making coffee without me, hm?" the familiar voice said.

i jumped at the sudden noise. "i was making it for you. it's alright that i'm using your stove and stuff, right?"

phil nodded, laughing softly. "of course."

i smiled and continued making the coffee. "okay, good, because i probably would've made it anyways, no matter what you said."

phil grinned and sat down at the bar. "well, it's fine then. i won't kick you out for making coffee."

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hey i'm sorry these chapters are so short if anyone is even reading this like it's so horrible and i'm a horrid writer gOODBYE