Philophobia

Chapter 15

"Mmf Dan honey we have to get some sleep." Dan heard a slightly muffled voice say, panting breathlessly.

Dan whined in protest attaching his lips back to Phil's almost hungrily craving closeness. "Later."

"I have work tomorrow and it's almost 5am." Phil laughed prying Dan away once more with a hold on cupping his cheeks.

"Yeah you get up at 7 right. You're good." Dan grumbled, leaning in once more.

"Gosh you're like a horny teenager -actually I have to be at work by 7. " Phil grinned in amusement as Dan continued to cover every inch of his face with small feather-like kisses. "I leave around 5 or 6."

"Yeah two hours is enough sleep." Dan traced patterns across the other male's back tentatively, pulling apart. "U-Unless you want to leave?"

"Not really." Phil's gaze softened admiring Dan's features dimly lit by the bedside table lamp.

Dan's eyes scanned over Phil's face searching for any sort of emotion besides this amused one that told him nothing.

"I can always call in sick anyway." Phil grinned wickedly causing Dan to also do the same.

Dan made grabby hands towards the other male once more, pulling him back into another heated make out session.

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"Who knew you would really like kissing?" Phil laughed, drawing patterns on the other hand resting in his.

"Phil it's like 7am sleep now." Dan grumbled.

"Actually sweetheart it's almost 1pm." Phil spoke, voice hinting with fondness.

"Fuck you." Dan huffed, but pulling Phil closer to hide in the other's chest and nuzzling him and enjoying the closeness.

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Dan woke up to find the space beside him empty. It was cold too, making him question if all that had really happened the previous night or if it was some hallucination his imagination had conducted through lack of sleep and constant intake of caffeine. Until he heard movement coming from inside the apartment, causing his heartbeat to slow down, taking a deep breath.

"Phil." Dan called out testingly.

"Yeah?" A voice called back soothing Dan with a smile.

"The hell are you doing?" Dan laughed, slowly getting out of bed.

"Dinner." The voice replied.

Dan lept out of bed at last, wobbling his way to the kitchen to see Phil mixing something in a pot. He held a hand to his head trying to steady himself, squinting at the dimmed lights of his apartment and the light-headed feeling coursing through his head.

"Do you like lasagne?"

"It's too early for dinner." Dan shook his head, a small smile hinting on his lips.

"Actually you slept through breakfast and lunch, I think you could do with a bit of dinner." Phil mumbled offhandedly. "It's nice to know I'm helping your sleeping patterns though. I assume your dreams may have kept you awake on most nights so I'm hoping you caught up on sleep?" Phil turned back to smile childishly. "Can I have a kiss?"

"No." Dan rolled his eyes, snorting to himself as Phil shuffled away from the stove and towards Dan who was currently patting down his messy hair with one hand and rubbing his eyes with the other.

"Daaaan." Phil whined.

Dan rolled his eyes, ignoring the boy's request, going off to brush his teeth and freshen up.

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Dinner went past smoothly in an silence that should have been uncomfortable with shy glances and rigid movements, but instead it was full of muffled laughter and hidden grins.

Eventually Phil offered to clean ip but after countless objections from Dan couldn't refuse as he had made the food.  Instead he wandered nosily around Dan's small apartment with no intent in mind but waiting for his boyfriend to finish the dishes.

Boyfriend?

Maybe not yet but soon? What would become of them. Sure they had kissed but it was all too clear how fragile Dan was. The last thing Phil wanted to do was to break him so easily.

Phil wandered around Dan's room. Small but cosy, a bed laid in the far corner alongside a beside table. In the other corner a small desk  beside a  window. He smiled, sitting down on the bed and flopping himself onto the bedspread, tiredly spreading his arms and rolling around. He hugged one of the pillows, inhaling at the scent of Dan smelling of spicy shower gel mixed with something sweet like honey.

"Why are you smelling my pillow like a creep?" A voice spoke causing Phil to mindlessly have to fight the urge to drift out of consciousness .

"Phiiil." Dan spoke again, voice hinting with amusement.

Phil was on the verge of sleep when he felt and heard a thump besides him, turning to see a mop of brown hair in the close proximity of himself. "Stay the night." The voice was muffled but he could make out the words.

Phil finally rose his face from the pillow with an eyebrow quirked up.

"Not like that." Dan smirked once he lifted his flushed face, swatting the other male's arm playfully. "It's because I haven't slept like that in...shit...in a long time. Maybe I'm just being selfish because I want you all to myself."

Phil could feel the heat in his cheeks rising up at Dan so easily and nonchalantly making his heart pound. His eyes softened, moving his hand to the head of hair before him and stroking it soothingly. "Of course Dan."

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A/N:

Epilogue next chapter!! (I'll make it super wordy I promise!!)

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