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Your P.O.V
You know that feeling when you're coming out of an intense nap and as you're waking up it feels like you're rising out of water? Well, that's the feeling you have right now. The last thing you remember is watching a movie with one of your best mates, Dan, who you may or may not have a crush on. You both must've fallen asleep though, because you're now waking up with your head against his shoulder. You reach up to try and to rub the sleep out of your eyes and you something metal on your left wrist.
"What the crap?" You mumble, lifting your hand up to see a pair of handcuffs linking your wrist to Dan's.
Your voice wakes Dan, who yawns and looks at you, sleepy eyed, "What was that?"
You hold up your arm, gesturing to the handcuffs, "Did you do this?" you ask.
He lifts his own hand to examine them. "What the fuck? No. These are Phil's prop handcuffs for videos. Phil!" He calls loudly, to which he gets no response.
"What the hell?" You ask, "why would he handcuff us together?"
Dan rolls his eyes, fishing his phone out of his pocket with his free hand. "Who knows- probably thought it'd be funny or something. I'm going to call and find out where he is and how to get out of this."
You wait while Dan calls, and sigh when you hear Phil's voicemail through his phone. "What are we supposed to do?" You ask out loud, more to yourself even than to Dan.
"I don't know-this is so weird," Dan replies, "I guess we'll just have to wait until he surfaces. I'll try to call him again soon. I mean, I guess we can try to look for the key in his room or something, but you know Phil-"
You giggle, "Unorganized," you say, finishing his sentence for him. He nods in response, agreeing. "Do you want to just like, find something on tv to watch? I mean, it's probably going to be the easiest thing to do while we're cuffed together."
"Sure." Dan answers. You get up to grab the remote, but trip over Dan's feet as you do, causing you to stumble and fall back onto the sofa and into his arms, landing with your face about an inch from his.
"You alright?" Dan asks, his eyes scanning your face worriedly.
"Yeah, sorry." You say, a little breathlessly. Your proximity to him is leaving you a little frenzied, and your heart is beating a mile a minute.
"Hey." He whispers, reaching up his free hand and lightly touching your cheek.
"Hi." You reply, leaning towards him slowly, feeling as if there's a magnet pulling you in.
He closes the gap, pressing his lips to yours a bit hesitantly, as if he's nervous.
"It worked!" Phil's voice startles you both, and you jerk apart, flushed and embarrassed, to find that Phil has walked into the lounge and found you two kissing.
"What?" Dan asks in response.
"I handcuffed you together, kind of as a joke, but also because it's so obvious you guys like each other and you just needed a little push together!"
"So you handcuffed us together...?" You reply, "That was your answer to that?"
He shrugs, "It worked!"
"Way to go, Phil. Congratulations." Dan says sarcastically, "Now where's the key?"
It's Phil's turn to be sheepish, "I may have lost it..."
"Phil!" You and Dan say in unison.
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