PHAN CUTE

Part 1: Good Morning

[10 o'clock in the morning ]

Phil's POV:

I wake up before Dan, at about 7 o'clock. I'm starved because we always wait to eat breakfast together, which means that I haven't had the chance to enjoy my shreddies (although I may have snuck a couple sweets). As I sit there, slowly deteriorating, I decide to start on Dan's Christmas present. I briskly walk over to my bedroom, which is slightly less messy than Dan's, and I grab my computer from my bed. I then quickly close and lock my door. I think about how I am going to phrase his gift. Happy Christmas Dan! I'm gay  no, that's too blunt Happy Christmas Dan! I just wanted to say that I love you so much, maybe even more than a friend no, that is extremely forward. As I am going through the thousands of way that I can come out, I hear Dan venture towards the kitchen. My heart starts beating fast and I feel a wave of blood rush to my cheeks. I listen to him walk by my room and then I quietly unlock my door. I quickly put away my computer and wait for my heart to get slower and for the blood to leave my cheeks. Then I make my way to the kitchen.

Dan's POV:

I wake at about 10:30 am. A little later than usual, but it won't affect me. All I have to do today is make a video with Phil, I'm quite excited. Oh no I think Sh*t I forgot about Phil and I eating together. He must be starved. I quickly stretch, put on a sweater and drag myself to the kitchen. As I walk by Phil's bedroom I see that his door is closed Hmmm... he must still be asleep I am relieved. As I am entering the kitchen I hear Phil's footsteps. I quickly fix my hobbit hair in the reflection of the microwave. He peeks his head into the kitchen, bed head still intact "good morning bear" he says. I smile and blush slightly  "good morning. Have you eaten yet?" "no, I was waiting for you" his mouth slowly becomes an ear to ear grin. I chuckle "oh, I'm sorry, you must be starved" Phil pats his stomach "yes, yes I am".

Phil's POV:

When I enter the kitchen I notice that Dan has just fixed his hair and smile to myself. He looks extremely attractive with his curly hair, I wish he kept it like that more often than not. He asks if I have eaten and, of course, I had not. We both prepare our meals at the same time, playfully nudging and bumping into each other once and a while. When Dan nudges me for about the sixth time he makes me spill my cereal on the floor. "Dan!" "oh my god. I'm so sor-" suddenly Dan slips on the milk and falls flat on his bum. As I reach down to help him he pulls me to the ground, so that we are both sitting in milk and hysterically laughing. I splash some milk in his face and we laugh even harder. Then all of a sudden he is just staring at me, silent. You would think that I would get uncomfortable, but of all things it makes me more comfortable than ever before. I just stare back until my eyes burn from being to dry. As soon as I blink away Dan comes back to reality as well. Shaking his head he speaks "erm..lets clean this up yea? Don't want the floor to get all gross" he tries to break the tension by laughing, but fails miserably. So I make a joke and he finally relaxes. "okay Danny boy, lets get the mop". We clean the floor in silence.

Dan's POV:

When I pull Phil to the ground I can't help but laugh. Not just because it's hilarious, but because he looks so beautiful and I love him to the point that if I don't laugh then I might cry. He doesn't notice this, but he does notice when I stare at him. I don't exactly know why I did it, I just caught glimpse of his eyes and couldn't help myself. I got lost in them. I couldn't find my way out. If only he knew how much I cared for him, not just as a friend, but as a lover as well. I would never tell him because I know he wouldn't love me back. We would still be just friends, but I would have a broken heart. I think it would be best for me to keep dreaming then for my heart to be ripped to shreds. Phil blinks away That right there proves my point I think. I try to laugh it off, but I completely fail and Phil notices, so he makes a completely random joke. He makes it better. He makes me better.

As we are mopping the floor I remember what my life was like before Phil. I was lonely and I didn't think that life was worth living. I hated everything about myself and I didn't know how to get out of the black hole that was my despair. I wanted to die. That's why whenever Hello Internet comes on I leave the room. It's just a reminder of that black hole that I couldn't get out of. When I met Phil he picked me up and took me out of that hole.

I come back to reality as we finish cleaning the floor. Phil remakes his breakfast and we sit together in the lounge to eat and watch anime. I am almost done with my breakfast when I notice that we are sitting extremely close together. Almost cuddling. Our shoulders are touching and our legs are nearly entangled. I divert my eyes from the screen and look at him, he is close enough to kiss. I feel an ache in my chest as I imagine what I wish would happen right now. As I start tearing up I look back to the screen . I feel a tear descend down my cheek.

Phil's POV:

Dan and I are sitting almost on top of each other. Huddled under one blanket, breakfast on our pillows. I enjoy this, he is comfortable around me. I have finished my breakfast and I notice Dan looking at me from the corner of my eye. I ignore it. It would make him uncomfortable if I looked at him as well. He looks away. I set my bowl on the coffee table and then I think to myself I wonder what would happen if I snuggled with him a little more. I decide to try it. I lean my head on Dan's shoulder and nestle myself into a comfortable resting position. I hear him take a deep breath. He pushes my head up and wipes a tear from his cheek. My heart drops. He puts his plate onto the coffee table and lies back down. He pulls me down with him. I go back to my resting position, this time with Dan's arm around me. I take a deep breath. Then I think back to the tear. I decide not to worry about it too much and enjoy the peace. I fall asleep.

Dan's POV:

Phil puts his bowl on the table, the place where he once was is cold. I want him to comeback to me.

He does and not just that, but when he comes back he lays his head on me and slightly rubs his cheek on my shoulder to get comfortable. My heart stops. I have finished my breakfast and even though it pains me, I get up and put my plate on the table. I can see Phil's disappointment, so I lean back on the couch and pull him back onto me, my arm around his fragile body. I feel him take a deep breath and melt into me. We fit perfectly together. I continue watching the show as I feel Phil's breath become constant and I know that he has fallen asleep.

It had been a good morning.

Okay that is all for this part, but there will be more below. Tell me how you guys like it by leaving a comment! Thanks - Bumble Bee