There are moments when Phil expects something, plans for something, and mentally prepares himself for something. It helps him be composed and helps him remain in control when he has a game plan. But sometimes life doesn't give you a preparation period and you just have to face life head on.
It was just a normal thing, right? For two people to kiss, right? This wasn't his first kiss, yet why was he so hung up over it? Phil didn't feel so right in his head, yet his heart never felt better. It was just a kiss, a simple peck of the lips. Why would something so trivial mess Phil up so much? What was this feeling?
Phil sat down on his bed, his bedroom locked from the inside. He wasn't prepared, he got scared and he panicked. He didn't have a proper reaction to anything. He just... reacted! This wasn't right, this wasn't him. He would never do something so brash on instinct. But it was so unexpected!
While Phil was trying to win an argument with himself, Dan was sitting outside of the locked door with so many regrets in his head. Why would he do that!? Stupid stupid stupid! Someone doesn't just lean in for a kiss without the other person's consent! That's just weird and wrong! But it felt so right when Dan kissed Phil!
So now Dan had to wait it out and deal with the aftermath of acting solely based off of his instincts. Wow, such a selfish human being he was. Dan just sat there silently, waiting on Phil. But what's was he waiting for? Rejection? A new despise? A tarnished friendship? A kick out of this house? For it to be officially over? Well then, if Dan was the one who ruined Dan and Phil forever, it would be his burden to carry.
Back in Phil's room he was tracing his fingertips on his lips. It did feel natural, didn't it? There was no reason to hate Dan for doing something small. Phil would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it a tiny bit. But he was just startled and scared. He didn't react like a deer in headlights, he reacted like Dan just walked in on him changing and he was a woman. He just.. reacted. And Phil regretted it.
Phil didn't know what to do next! Should he go out there and apologize to his best friend, should he say that he loves him to make him happy, or should be be cross and mad at him and kick him out? Phil was so conflicted. Phil was so confused. He managed to answer one question, but then another one would flood his mind!
Phil heard a tiny, almsot silent knock on the door. It was enough to brake him out of his trance. He then focused on what he could hear through the door. Small gasps and sobs. Oh no. His reaction made Dan cry. Phil felt horrible Inside. He made Dan cry! Oh no. He felt really really bad now!
"Phil? Can we talk about this?"
Dan's voice was cracking and weak. Wow, was he crying? He hardly noticed with all the your faults running through his head. He wiped his eyes and stood up, not even bothering to grunt at the work he was doing when he did so. He kept his hand on the doorknob, which he used to help pull him up. He needed to be strong here, then maybe he can be let off easy by his best friend.
"Please?"
Phil stood up off of his bed. He felt a small trinkle of water flow down his pale cheek. Phil was crying? This really jumbled him up and left him frazzled. His best friend did kiss him out of nowhere, but at the same time he enjoyed it. That would shake up anybody, would it not? Phil placed his hand in the doorknob, sighing out to try and get rid of the heavy weight on his chest.
"Dan, I'm going to open the door. Then I want you to look me in the eyes, okay?"
Dan didn't understand why he wanted that, but he nodded. He probably wanted to check and see if he was crying about this whole mess. Phil probably heard him. Great. Dan nodded as if Phil could hear him and sighed out his words as a reply to Phil's request.
"Alright. Whenever you're ready."
Phil then swung open the door, not letting Dan take the time to let go of the knob. That caused him to stumble forward a bit. Pho, stepped back as Dan regained his posture and kept his promise. He stood up as tall as he could manage naturally and looked into Phil's bright blue eyes. Those Oceanic eyes he couldn't help but stare in.
Phil looked at Dan. He was definitely crying but trying his best to cover it up. Phil keep eye contact as he wanted to try something. Without moving his eyes he grabbed Dan's hands in his own and entwined their fingers. He made sure his thumbs were where someone would check another person's pulse. He pressed his thumbs down a little bit and felt that his pulse was very fast and flustered. The kiss wasn't a lie, he was in love with him.
Phil moved his thumbs back into the normal position. All the whole, Phil kept eye contact with Dan. Dan was nervous and shaking a little. What was Phil's doing? Dan couldn't know, but it wasn't more clear to Phil. He was trying to see if he felt the same as Dan when he did these things, since he e noted the kiss.
Phil the brought Dan's dominant hand to his heart and moved his own so it pressed his agaisnt his chest. Dan moved his attention down to his hand. It was flat against his chest and he could feel the heartbeat pulse into his palm. With time, it got a little bit faster and faster. Dan looked back up to Phil's eyes when he asked a question with a falter in his voice.
"Is it fast?"
Phil looked genuinely sorry, as if it wasn't and he was scared of breaking Dan's heart. It made Dan sadly smile, which turned into an awkward grin. You know that grin. The grin of someone finding out their loved one is pregnant. Then Dan nodded, feeling another tear fall down from his chcolate eye.
"Yeah. It's fast."
Phil nodded, understanding. He took Dan's hand back into his own, entwining the fingers. Wow, Dan was right. His heart was pounding in his chest he never felt this extreme before. Phil looked down for a moment, deciding. Deciding what? Dan didn't know. Well, Dan didn't know yet.
When Phil, remade eye contact with Dan he got on his tip toes so he could be the taller one. He then closed his beautiful blue eyes and started leaning in. Dan's eyes widened before he smiled. Dan closed his eyes and squeezed his hands before leaning in to meet Phil halfway.
They Did love eachother, the kiss was no lie.
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