Phan OneShots

Bubblegum And Cigarettes (Part 4)

Dan could feel Phil's lips enveloping his and Phil's hands were tangling in his hair. He liked how Phil tasted and how his hands knew what to do and all Dan wanted was to keep kissing him when he realized what was happening.

He was kissing his own best friend.

A second later Phil was pushed on the sofa. Phil's eyes widened a little as he stared at Dan who stared back too shocked to even speak.

"I don't know what happened. I am sorry for kissing you back" Dan said as he played with the thread of his jumper not even looking at Phil.

"Dan"

Dan didn't look up. He kept staring at his jeans when he felt his chin being tucked up and Phil was staring at him intently.

Dan gulped. Why was he nervous under his best friend's gaze?

"Dan, can I kiss you again please?"

Dan felt like he had stopped breathing. A little nod and Phil's lips were on Dan's again, his hands were on Dan's waist and now Dan didn't hesitate, his hands cautiously wrapping around Phil's neck as the kiss deepened.

Dan had stopped thinking completely. Yes he was kissing his best friend and he was enjoying it more than he should but he couldn't care less.

It was Phil who stopped and now their foreheads were touching.

Before Dan could even say anything, Phil began.

"I am really tired. We should sleep yeah"

Dan nodded. 

They got up from the sofa and as Dan turned to his room he was dragged by Phil to his own room. Wordlessly Dan followed.

"So can you stay here?"

"Um yeah sure"

Phil smiled a little and then took off his shirt. Dan looked away fidgeting with his hands.

"Dan, aren't you coming?"

Dan nodded as he got into the bed maintaining some distance but then Phil wrapped his hands around Dan's waist pulling him closer and then pressing his lips to the back of Dan's neck making him shiver. Dan shivered slightly.

"Good night," Phil said.

"Night" Dan mumbled as he closed his eyes still confused about everything that had happened in the past hour but there was no point in thinking about all that right now. He was just gonna sleep.

***

The next morning Dan was alone in Phil's bed and for a moment panic set inside him maybe Phil had actually left for London. But then came the unmistakable smell of bacon wafting through the air. Phil was still here. Dan couldn't help but smile to himself.

And then he remembered what had happened last night and the smile faded.

How was he ever gonna face Phil after kissing him and cuddling him last night?

But it was gonna happen now or never. So Dan stepped  out of the room and went to the kitchen where Phil was cooking some breakfast.

When he saw Dan he smiled.

"Morning Dan," he said in a cheerful voice.

There was no awkwardness of any kind as Dan sat on the chair.

"Coffee?" Phil asked and Dan nodded as he placed a mug on the table and suddenly reached down to kiss Dan very quickly leaving him flustered and blushing.

"Let's eat breakfast then," Phil said and Dan nodded staring at his feet under the table instead.

They ate their breakfast of bacon and toast quietly and Phil attempted to make conversation and Dan gave him the shortest possible answers and couldn't maintain eye contact at all.