The Project (Eacker x Philip) [Pheacker]

Chapter Eleven: What To Do, What To Do

"U-Uh, since when am I allowed to drink wine?!" Philip asked, staring at the glass of wine he was now holding.

"Eh, I guess you're old enough now. I guess." Hamilton said, drinking something stronger.

"I-I'm only- okay, then..." Philip never tried wine before.

"Eh, it's pretty good. I prefer the strong stuff, though." Eacker said, drinking the wine.

"Ahahah, the strong stuff." Hamilton smiled.

"Anyway, you all want some cake?" he asked.

"Sure!" Philip smiled wide.

"Okay." Eacker responded.

"Okay, be right back." Hamilton walked away. Philip took a sip of the wine.

"......" he wasn't sure what to think about it.

"Do you like it?" Eacker asked.

"It's... okay." Philip shrugged.

"Well, at least you don't dislike it."

"Mmm."

"...." Eacker looked at the ground, contemplating. Philip looked at him, noticing this.

"...what'cha thinkin' about?" he asked. Eacker looked back at him. He smiled, blushing red.

"Nothing, Philip..." he said quietly. Philip blinked a couple of times, they've both been blushing a lot. It's possible they both have feelings for each other. Well, kind of obvious since Eacker told him he had a pretty face. Philip blushed red, too. Ugh, what to do, what to do...