The Dentist /Phan/

The Dentist

*Dan's POV*
The patient finally got out and Susan said I could go in. I got up and entered a door at the right side of Susan's desk, which led to a long hallway. Since it wasn't my first time here, I knew that the right door was the last one and the rest was just storage and bathrooms. The place was really quiet and I could hear my footsteps, Dr. Phillip was probably the only one working there today, since it was a Sunday morning. I got to the door and touched the cold handle, opening it just to see a tall, blacked haired young men sitting in a desk looking at the computer screen. His pale skin and vibrant blue eyes made contrast with his black hair, which was parted to the left in a fringe that was honestly quite emo. He looked very young for a doctor.
The man looked up noticing me and opened a big smile that made me feel like there was no one else in the Earth except me and him.

"Hi! You must be Daniel! Nice to meet you, I am Phillip, but you can call me Phil. I am replacing Dr. Nick while he is traveling. Please, make yourself comfortable." -Dr. Phillip said with an excited tone.

I stood there without moving, just staring at those icy eyes and warm smile. Finally, I put myself together and tried to say something, which didn't work very well and I ended up mumbling some words.

"I...umm...ehh. Y-Yeah, I'm Daniel."

Dr. Phillip, I mean Phil, probably noticed my awkwardness since he let out a nervous laugh, but then proceeded to ask me to sit in the dental chair. I did as he said and while I tried to act chill, he went to the cabinet behind him and ducked to get something. The position he was in made it possible to see part of his underwear, which I accidentally saw. It had a hamster pattern in it that was partly odd and partly cute.

"You like hamsters? I had one but it died mysteriously, so I never got another one" -Dr. Phil suddenly said, looking at me with a half smile through a mirror at his right side.

Fuck. He saw me looking at his butt. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I instantly became red as a tomato and without knowing whether or not I should answer, I responded "They're fluffy" in a stupid instinct.
An adorable and inocent laugh got out of his mouth, filling the room with the angelic sound of his voice.

"Relax,