We are the ghouls of London // PHAN

•CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT•

Waking up from his sleep, Dan found himself tucked under Phil's duvet cover, all by himself. His head was lying on Phil's pillow which, now he was awake, Dan could detect the strong scent of Phil's aftershave and fruity shampoo. It was confusing but comforting scent all mixed into one which made a smile appear across Dan's face, as he nuzzled further into the pillow, to get more of that scent, the unique one which reminded him of his boyfriend.

After realising how creepy he was acting, sniffing his boyfriends pillow as if he was getting high off of it, Dan reached to the bedside table where his phone was located. After grabbing it and pulling it towards him, Dan found one of Phil's blue post-it notes off of his desk stuck to the front of it. Phil's scrawly, almost rushed, handwriting was scribbled on it in a black biro.

hope you had a good sleep bear — dad brought adrian some films and sweet&salted popcorn so gone downstairs to join them because i'm not missing the opportunity of popcorn... sorry
feel free to come down and join us when you wake up,
love you, Philly xx

Dan smiled. At home, his mom would hardly buy Adrian any new movies at free will, she would always wait till they were in the sales, suggesting the reason why movies such as 'The Lorax' and 'Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs' were constantly being played back home. Plus, with the added extra of popcorn, Adrian would be treating this moment as a living luxury, like someone such as Phil would treat an expensive meal out to a high end restaurant.

Getting out of under the duvet, Dan was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a t-shirt he did not recognise as his own. Did Phil change him? Because Dan could have sworn he was in black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt when he was cuddling - and kissing - Phil. This was definitely Phil's t-shirt, Dan had seen Phil wear it a couple of times to school before and after the 'incident'.

The design was very Phil-like. It was dark purple with a Gengar's face on the front. Phil had a full length mirror in the room so Dan used it to look at his reflection. The t-shirt did suit him, but the new colour looked so weird on his body. He was so use to wearing the emotionless colour black, to blend in with the shadows and, hopefully, hide him away from society. Sure, this dark purple was one of Phil's more 'darker' tops, but it wasn't black. It still made Dan stand out like a sore thumb.

But Dan didn't all 'hate' the t-shirt. Maybe he should consider bringing more colours into his wardrobe?

Nope, Dan made the decision right there and then.

Despite making the decision, Dan continued to wear the t-shirt and made his way to the staircase and climbed down them.

Going into the living room, Dan spotted Adrian. He was snuggled into Lee's arms with a large bowl of popcorn on his lap, the bowl being even larger than Adrian's head. Phil sat next to Adrian, occasionally reaching across, sticking his hand into the bowl, and eating one or two pieces he picked up, Lee doing the same too. On the tv, the film Sing was being played, yet another smile appearing on Dan's face since this was the film Adrian had been begging for weeks to watch since he had seen the first advertisement for it.

"There you are!" The movie was paused and everyone was now looking at Dan who had been just standing on the third step up watching everyone.

"Hey..." Dan replied awkwardly as Phil smiled to him. Phil moved up on the sofa, making a space for Dan to sit. Dan walked over and sat in the spot as the movie was un-paused and Adrian was back to being brainwashed by a dancing pig in a glittery jumpsuit.

"You're still wearing my t-shirt," Phil mumbled into Dan's chest as Phil rested his head there, snuggling into Dan's chest.