Miss Missing You | Phan

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Phil grunts as I fling myself onto his back, sending his stomach into the edge of the counter. “Please, Phil?” I wrap my arms around his stomach, placing my chin on his shoulder, his wet hair dripping onto my face. He sets his bags down next to him, using his hands to pry me off.

“Dan, I just got back!” He tries to sound irritated, but I see right through it. I smile at him, and he can’t help but smirk back, placing a soft kiss on the tip of my nose. “Fine. Just wait a little bit, Ok? I have to go take a shower first. It’s pouring and I’m all muddy.” I pout my lips, and he bites his lip, still smiling. “I’ll make it fast.” Phil kisses my cheek and goes to take a shower.

I wait anxiously on the couch for Phil to finish. When he finally does, I scream at him. “Phil! What took you so long!?”

“Dan, it was 20 minutes! I didn’t even straighten my hair!” He sighs. “I was only gone for 2 days!”

“Well that seems like forever, with you.” I look down at my hands, moving them nervously, until I feel Phil’s strong, warm arms around me.

“Stop being so cute and let me put the movie in.” I reach up, quickly pressing my lips against his cheek, and he stands up, throwing a Harry Potter DVD in the player. Once the movie starts, Phil sits back down on the couch next to me, leaning on the armrest. I crawl across the cushions, curling up next to my boyfriend. He lays his arm around me, and we watch the entire movie. “I miss movie night.”

I kiss him, feeling his warm lips against mine. “I missed you.”

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