Trigger Warning: A Phanfic

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Dan
Phil and I were slumped on the couch together watching a movie. His hand was entangled in mine. I never thought I would love the feeling of his touch so much. It had been a couple of weeks since Phil had been released from the hospital now, he had just recently gotten his stitches out. His wound now a few thick pink scars.

I leaned closer to Phil, resting my head against his head. His black locks slightly tickling my lips.

"Bear?" He said, 'bear' being a new nickname he had given me since we confessed our feelings to each other. His focus was still on the movie we had been watching but at least a bit of his attention was directed towards me. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," I said, a bit breathy. I traced his scar with my pointer finger, the new skin forming was bumpy but soft. Phil now took his focus off the television and looked at me. He reached towards my head and stroked my hair. He seemed to be deep in thought, his eyes had a distant look.

"We are official, aren't we?" Phil asked. It was then that I realized we had never actually said that we were boyfriends. We hadn't been on a date, we hadn't done anything beyond kiss each other goodnight and cuddle.

"I would be honored to be your boyfriend, babe." I said, I felt my cheeks burning as a smile formed. "But to start things off right, Phillip Michael Lester, would you give me the pleasure of going on a date with me?"

Phil giggled, biting his tongue as he smiled.

"Of course, bear."
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