Better Than Me

Chapter 5

chapter notes: hey guys! sorry it's been a while since i've updated! i've been super busy, but at least i'm ahead, i'm already halfway through chapter 10 :))

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Dan allowed himself to sleep in the morning before Phil was coming over. When he did wake up, he quickly sent Phil a good morning text and got up to bathe. After dressing up nicely, he cleaned up his couch, putting a blanket and pillows out for them to easily cuddle on. He decided he was going to order pizza as well once Phil arrived at three.

While he waited for Phil's text an hour early, he filled out his calendar on his kitchen wall. Dan drew a little camera in sharpie on the 21st as a reminder to himself of the photo shoot. At 2:45 he received the text he'd been waiting for.

Phil: I'm on my way to your apartment
Phil: It's getting quite chilly already...brrr

Dan: hurry up and come cuddle me then you dork xx

Dan was giddy and nervous as he paced around his apartment. His heart nearly skipped a beat when he heard the soft knock at his door. Upon hearing the knock, he waited promptly ten seconds to open it, not wanting to look as eager as he actually was.

"Hi," Phil grinned, his blue eyes glowing as he looked Dan up and down. Dan's cheeks heated up as he allowed Phil inside.

"Hey," he finally answered, biting his lip as Phil shifted his gaze to various places around his apartment.

"I like it, it's nice. It looks good, I'm glad you took the effort to clean it up," Phil chuckled.

"Yeah, I spent a few hours on it, despite it being small..." Dan said and met his eyes. He grinned a cute, shy smile at him, hoping he was impressed. Phil seemed like he was.

"I got you a present...it's nothing big, I just saw it on...you know how at stores they put the small shelves near the checkout that basically force you to buy little things?" Phil asked as he slung his bag off his shoulder and placed it on the end of the couch.

"I know exactly," Dan replied, excited about the mention of a gift. He eagerly sat down at the other end of the couch, watching Phil sneakily take whatever the object was out of his bag and hide it behind his back.

"Close your eyes," Phil requested. Dan did so, feeling the couch cushion move slightly from Phil sitting close to him. "Now hold out your hands."

Dan held out his palms, and in a few seconds a fluffy, plush object was placed onto them. He giggled and bit his lip again, "Can I open my eyes?"

"Yes," Phil was beaming as he watched Dan open his eyes. Dan quickly decided it was the cutest object he had ever been gifted in his entire life.

It was a small, soft Winnie the Pooh plushie. It was maybe about seven inches tall and he was holding a pot of honey with a heart on it. Somehow perfect for his toy collection.

"Oh my god!" Dan squealed, examining it and hugging it tightly. "It's so fucking cute! I love it!"

Phil laughed adorably, biting his tongue. He looked fondly at Dan, and Dan looked fondly back.

"What was this for? It's not my birthday or anything," he asked as he held it close to his heart.

"Just thought of you when I saw it," Phil shrugged. Dan scooted inches closer to hug him. Maybe he had before, but at the moment it felt like no one had ever done this for him. Just randomly thinking of him throughout the day like that. It was a nice feeling, to be cared about. He felt Phil's chest laugh as they hugged. "I'm glad you like it, Dan."