24 Hours - Phan

5:00pm

****Side Note:  I just realized this chapter was marked private for some reason. So sorry to all of those who couldn't see it!*****

Dan sits cross-legged in the center of Phil's blue and green blanketed bed, watching him adjust the computer and make sure the webcam is ready. Dan has managed to compose himself after about 30 minutes alone in his room. He's tempted to lay down on the bed, but he knows that will only lead to more of the thoughts he's currently trying to get rid of. He seems to have more of these moments lately and is running out of plausible excuses for why he keeps awkwardly leaving rooms.

"Are you staying for my show?" Phil asks.

"I'll come back in in a bit for a cameo," Dan jokes, stretching out his arms and legs in front of him. Glancing distractedly at Dan on his bed, Phil grabs his phone and sends out a tweet announcing his live stream. The viewers always go crazy when they film anything where they're both sitting on the same bed, and frankly, so does he.

He turns back to his computer to get started, but before he realizes what's going on, Dan leans over to the desk and snatches the almost empty coffee drink that Phil brought back from his shopping trip.

"Wait...give that back!" Phil commands.

Dan puts the straw in his mouth and starts to suck up the whipped cream from the bottom of the plastic cup. Phil tries in desperation to grab the cup but Dan puts his hand on Phil's chest and holds the cup out of his reach while laughing.

"The whipped cream is the best part! I saved it for last!"

"Nope," Dan says stubbornly.

He pulls his hand back suddenly causing Phil to lose his balance and fall forward onto the bed. Dan tries to scoot out of the way but Phil grabs him by the ankle and pulls him back. He attempts to grab the cup, but Dan is squirming too much and he still can't reach it. Without thinking, he sits down on Dan's back, pinning him to the bed on his stomach. Laughing and unable to get away, Dan dips his finger into the remaining whipped cream and flicks it over his shoulder at him.

Phil stills when he realizes the position they're in. "You win," he says quickly, scrambling off of Dan and moving to the other side of the bed. Dan finishes off the drink with a smile and walks towards the door. Still on the bed, Phil rolls over on his stomach and quietly watches him.

"I owe you one!" Dan calls back as he walks into the hallway.

Phil lays motionless for another minute staring after him. He finally quietly crawls out of bed and plops down in the chair to start his live-stream.