Breakfast!

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"DAN WAKE UP, YOUR PANCAKES ARE READY," I heard Phil yell from the kitchen. Dan groaned.

"PHIL LET ME SLEEP!" He yelled back. I snuggled into his arms to muffle his voice.

"STOP SLEEPING WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND AND EAT YOUR BREAKFAST!" Phil yelled back. Dan opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again and looked at me for awhile. He shrugged.

"FINE!" He yelled back lazily. He hugged me tighter, then let go and got up slowly. I realized how cold it was without him and shivered. He laughed and helped me up, hugging me again. "Are you cold?" He asked. I nodded. "One second."

He walked out of the room to get something and I followed the smell of pancakes to the kitchen where Phil was standing in a colorful apron and oven mitts. I laughed and took two pancakes from the stack on the plate he was holding.

"Where's Dan?" Phil asked. I shrugged and poured syrup over my pancakes after I got my own plate.

"Where's PJ?" I asked back.

"He had to go home, but he helped a bit with the pancakes," he said. I nodded.

"So what's the plan today?" I asked. Phil looked shocked.

"I thought you would have to go to work or something!" He said.

"I... Um... Don't have a job." I lied. In reality, I was attempting to live on Writing, and maybe starting a YouTube channel... But I wasn't sure about that yet. 

"Then... How do you afford living here?" He wondered. Then gasped. "Sorry! I didn't mean to be rude!"

"No, it's fine! I um... I'm a writer." It wasn't a complete lie. Dan walked into the kitchen behind me and wrapped a black jacket around my shoulders, which I took and pulled on gratefully. "Thanks Dan," I blushed.

"No problem," he replied. He stared at the pancakes hungrily and stole a few off Phil's plate before ruffling up his own hair, trying to fix his messy bangs. He seemed frustrated. They were starting to get curly, even though he straightened them yesterday. I smiled.

"Don't mess them up! I like them how they are!" I said. He looked at me quizzically.

"You do?"

"Of course I do!" I stopped myself before calling it his 'Hobbit Hair,' still afraid of them realizing I was just another fangirl. You'll have to tell them eventually, Y/N. I told myself. Yeah, but not yet.

"Well, thanks I suppose." He laughed. Not quite the reaction I was going for, but he was smiling which was good.

"Phil, you never answered my question," I remembered, "what's the plan today?"

"Oh, um... Dan can tell you." He said nervously. Dan shot him a glance then smiled at me.

"We're just going to hang out!" He said simply. I smirked and shrugged.

"Okay," I said, taking my plate out of the kitchen. Before I was out of earshot I heard a bit of their conversation.

"Dan, we need to film! When are you going to tell her?"

"I don't want to freak her out, Phil. She likes me. I don't want to ruin that by telling her I'm some insane famous YouTuber!"

"You'll have to tell her eventually, Dan."

"Yeah, but not yet."

Alright I am so sorry. A lot has been going on with my family lately and I might have to update once a week but I promise I won't give up writing the story! I almost did, but I won't. It's fun to write anyways! I will try to update when I can, I am sorry it isn't as frequently as usual. That being said, tell me how you feel! I know this was short but I liked it. Did you? Thanks!

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