Sexual tension and best buds (phan)

chapter 2

hey so this fic has gotten over 100 reads in like a day witch made me like wtf i was going to abandon it but there seems to be people who have read it and i know how mad i get when someone stops a series so if no one wants this at least i get my own personal enjoyment 

       the sun glared in through the window, both boys lay still, asleep on the bed. the position was friendly but close, phil was under the covers resting his head just barley on dans fore arm and dan sleep on top the covers with his computer still in his lap from the night before. the atmosphere of the room left it far to quite, uncomfortably so , it was so bad that it cause phil to slowly awaken. 

         when phil finally opened his eyes he was slightly confused, he didn't remember falling asleep last night let alone in dans beds. dan. phil quickly looked over and he had to admit the sight he was met with was quite a bit cute, dans heavy breathing making his laptop clunk up and down upon his abdomen and how he was still in his browsing position made phil laugh. he slowly grid to slid out from under the sheets without making a loud noise but dan was heavier than he seemed and was holding the blanket down. in his struggle  phil started to cause the laptop to tousle about to fall off the bed, in a quick reaction moment phil leapt for the computer. he was indeed successful in saving the equipment for its untimely demise but now phil’s arms stand in an awkward position, he was spared across dans front elbows hitting the crouch area, and he was not sure how he could move without  elbowing dan in the groin. At this point phil decided to just try and get up as slowly and quietly as possible, but his tactics weren't the best because soon dan began to stir.

       “phil” dan said with obvious confusion, but there was a layer of amusement in his voice. 

        phil looked up at dan blushing and just feeling extremely embarrassed, he just continued to look dan in the eye than slowly smiled. that throw dan over the edge, he was soon laughing so hard he slid from under phil, rolling about the bed. phil stood up slowly and crossing his arms not very pleased  with dans reaction.

“daaaan” phil whined dan slowly brought his laugh down to a giggle.

“you are such a dork phil” dan giggled out phil rolled his eyes.        

  “i hate you dan” phil said walking out he was pretending to be mad, but the sweet smile on his face was very evident to dan.

        phil went to the kitchen to get breakfast, he was still slightly embarrassed by the events of that morning, its just really awkward to be all up in your friends junk. phil laughed to himself, he usually found himself asking “what is my life” a lot but this early in the day, it had to be a new record. well this early as in 10:00 am but still it usually takes a large blow to self respect to make him question his intentions for life.

    it was 2 hours before dan emerged from his room, he was wearing his cat shirt and gray sweats.  

        “hey” phil called from the lounge but dan didn't respond phil just ignored it, he passed it off as dan being busy with something and went back to twitter.  a few minutes later dan walked into the room sitting next to phil on the coach but he didn’t acknowledge him. phil didn't get the weird behavior, dan didn't seem mad, just awkward like he had something to say, phil put his computer on the coffee table than turned to dan.