As I wake up i hear the light pattering of rain on the window and the howling icy winds. Ah yes, the predictable London winter weather has begun. I shiver slightly, pulling the covers all the way up to my chin. I roll over to see phil, my boyfriend of about 4 years sleeping soundly, breathing deeply and looking ever so peaceful. I roll over, reach over his bare chest and pull the covers up to his chin as well, i would never want him to get cold. He shifts at the feeling of my arms brushing past his warm skin, opening his eyes slightly to see me hovering over him, making sure he dosnt freeze to death.
"Morning baby, wow its cold" phil says to me as he shivers
"Morning sweetheart, yeah I know that I was just saving you from getting hypothermia" I reply with a small chuckle, giving phil a quick peck on the cheek and proceeding to snake my bare arm under the covers and around his beautiful waist, lowering my head into the crook of his neck.
Phil embraces me with such warmth, kissing the hair on the top of my head, all messy from the deep sleep.
"Wow its legit so cold, what the hell happened overnight, did the ice gods come down and exert their power over all of london" phil says sleepily into my hair
"I think so, the wind is actually crazy, i think this is what they call a tornado" I say, my voice muffled by my boyfriends neck.
I sit up, and look into phils eyes. "How about we just stay in today yeah? lets have a nice day of watching movies, eating pancakes, and a few other things" i say to phil, lightly grinding my hips against his upper thigh.
He smiles at me, putting his hand on my cheek, tracing small, soft circles with his thumb. "Sounds great baby, who needs the outside world anyways when we have each other" phil says in a sweet voice, pulling me in to a kiss.
Out lips glide together so easily, phil nipping at my bottom lip and he trails his tongue along it, asking for entrance to my warm mouth.
I pull away slowly, giving phil one last kiss on the forehead. "How about we wait till after breakfast okay? Im just so hungry and im feeling inspired for pancakes!" I say with a grin.
"Alright hun sounds perfect, do you want me to help with breaky?" phil asks
"No no baby you stay right here, and if you need anything just call out okay" I say to phil, running my fingers through his messy bed hair
He thanks me and nods as I get up out of bed putting on a warm hoodie as phil rolls over and turn on his phone, excited to be having specially made pancakes for breakfast
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the proposal
Fanfictiondan and phil have an adorable quiet day inside, waching movies, making love and eating pancakes. at the end one of them pops the big question