Little Wonder (Phan)

Thirty-Three.

The first thing I smelled when I woke up was pancakes, and the first thing I heard was silence, I had those two things in a while. Rubbing at my eyes, I finally decided to open them up, and I soon realised that was a big mistake. Phil must've opened the blinds or something, because the sun was hitting me directly, and I swore I was gonna go blind. "Phil. . ." Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, a yawn making it's way out. Stretching a bit before standing, I reached over and grabbed one of Phil's oversized jumpers, it /just/ covered my lower regions, and even though I had a pair of boxers on, I knew it was a smart move. Apparently it looked pretty cute.

"Well, good morning, Daniel." I noticed the way his eyes looked me up and down, and I couldn't help but give a smug smirk at him, but his back was already turned towards me. "So, do you get a decent amount of sleep? We're gonna be busy, busy, busy today." He began to whistle and flip the pancakes almost effortlessly, and I couldn't help but just stare without a word. "I'll take that as a yes, now -" But those kinds of moments don't really last long around here, within seconds he'd dropped a pancake and gave a yelp. "Oops, um. . . forgot that every happened, okay?" He was mumbling as he bent down to pick it up, only to bump his head into the oven door handle and starting quietly cursing. I couldn't stop laughing, and he just pouted.

Leaning forward on my hands I watched him with an amused smile, and kind of kept his pout as he handed me my plate, and I had to admit, I was a little confused. "Any reason why the pancakes are heart shaped?" To be fair, I was still half asleep, with no realisation of what day it was, so when he stepped back and pointed towards the calendar, you could say I was more than a little surprised. "Valentine's Day already? Wow, guess that's why we're gonna be busy today, huh? BBC must want us down at the station or something, right? A little V-Day special with Dan and Phil." I poured on some super, slapped on a bit of butter, and began to eat, but when he didn't answer me I was compelled to finish my bite quickly. "Isn't that it?"

"No, that's not it. I planned a little something for today, we're going to Manchester." I almost choked on my food, Manchester? We hadn't been there for a few years, well we had, but those were for family things, and I didn't really go anymore. Even though I was basically a part of his family, they didn't really accept me. Martyn did though, I knew he did, he and his girlfriend were both lovely people. But I knew his grandparents would like it if Phil had wed a woman instead, they probably even celebrated when he went off with Bea for that short time, and were saddened when they heard he'd come back to me. That he'd come /home/. Pricks.

"Sounds like a fun adventure, any specific reason?" I knew that we'd spent a few V-Day's in Manchester, but nothing to really remember. All those years he'd brought girls home, or he'd been to shy to do anything when we were newlyweds. Speaking of which, we should play that game again sometime, but this time, we'd actually be wed. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I can understand there's probably something there I am forgetting that ties in with the whole V-Day thing, but really, I'd rather just stay at home and cuddle for a few hours before WInnie comes back, can't we do that?" I had never seen him deflate fast, it was like his heart popped. Panic set in and I began laughing. "Oh look at me and my sense of humour, what's the plan, Phil?"

He didn't seem as sure now, but he still went forward with it. "I. .. We've had some pretty romantic moments in Manchester, and I guess I kind of wanted to mimic that time." He gave me a crooked smile, he wasn't 100% about it anymore, since I had kind of doubted his idea, I felt horrible, great. Getting up from my seat I went over to him, right up behind him, and wrapped my arms around his neck loosely, leaning in close. "Dan, you need to eat, you can't be hungry when we're on the move." Now he was in a mood, we couldn't have that, now could we? Turning Phil's entire seat around, I sat on his lap, wrapping my legs around him, trapped.