Chapter 7

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"Dan, I'm going out, I'll see you in a few hours!"

"Okay!" Dan yelled back from the shower.

"You teach me and I'll teach youuu, pokemonnnn-" Phil heard dans muffled singing from the bathroom, and giggled to himself. He patted himself down

"Wallet, keys, phone, check."

He walked out of the apartment flicking his ebony hair out of his piercing blue eyes.

"Okay, so I'm on my way to create the first part of my surprise for that special person." Phil spoke to his front camera on his iPhone.

"I really want this to be special, I don't want to mess this up.."

Dan heard Phils muffled voice echoing at the top of the stairs.

"Starting plans for your date with Danielle already, ay?"

He stepped out to the top of the stairs, dripping wet with a towel around his waist.

"Um.. Kind of.." Phil replied.

"Well, good luck. She's a lucky girl."

"Um dan.."

"Yeah?"

"I can see up your towel." Phil bit his bottom lip suppressing a grin.

"Oh shite." Dan cursed, pulling the bottom of the towel through to the back.

"Now it looks like you're wearing a diaper. Manly."

By this point Phil had climbed back up the stairs, one step below the man clutching his towel.

"Phil?"

"Dan?"

"You're really close to me right now."

"I didn't realise.." Phil was intoxicated by Dans raspberry scent.

"You used my shower gel."

"Yeah, we ran out of lynx.."

Phil had edged closer without realising.

"It smells really good." He ran his fingers through his wet hair, breathing lightly on his neck.

"Phil, you know how I feel about people touching my neck." He whispered in the paler mans ear.

"I'm not touching it." Phil gently ran his fingers down Dans neck and planted a kiss below his ear.

"I am now." Phil went to kiss dans neck again, but was redirected to his lips. Phil pulled Dan towards him by his waist, and Dans hands flew to cup the others face.

"Um.." Phils attention was diverted to the towel that was now in a heap on the floor. He pointed downward bash-fully, though everything was covered by them being so closely pressed together.

"You already saw up my towel, doesn't make a difference if you see now."

Phil wiggled his eyebrows and smirked as he was guided back into the apartment by a certain howell with no towel.

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Along with the abandoned towel, Phils phone was resting on the ground outside the apartment, still recording.

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A/N

What happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom; Not when it's in Phils video library though. Cheeky chapter ;D

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