"I got an interview," Dan announces the moment I walk through the front door after work on Monday evening.
I stop dead in my tracks. "For what?"
"A job."
"Well, obviously!" I laugh, shrugging off my coat. "I meant what kind of job?"
"It's for a stocking position at the Asda five blocks down. It's really not that exciting, but hey, at least I wouldn't have to feel like a stay-at-home cat mum anymore," he giggles, glancing over at Phantom whose tiny eyes are peering up at us from the sofa.
"Well, stay-at-home cat mums are perfectly valid, but I'm happy for you," I smile, leaning in to place a kiss on his cheek. "When's the interview?"
"Tomorrow morning. I'm nervous."
"You'll do great. You have experience; they'll like that."
"Yeah, experience with being fired..."
"You don't have to tell them that... well, don't lie if they ask, but you know, you can try and phrase it in a certain way, like... 'My previous employer and I agreed that food service wasn't the best fit for me, so he said I should try something like stocking instead because of my physical ability and above-average organizational skills.'"
"Damn, how do you come up with this stuff? Can you make me some conversational cheat sheets or something?"
I smile, kicking off my shoes and grabbing his hand to lead him over to the sofa.
"You just gotta sell yourself." I fall onto the sofa beside Phantom, dragging Dan down with me. "Give yourself credit where it's due. Dig into all those great qualities of yours and talk about them with a subtle confidence."
"Oh? Tell me more about these 'great qualities' of mine," he prompts, leaning into me expectantly with amusement in his eyes.
"You mean your above-average organizational skills?" I tease.
"No, let's start with the 'physical ability' you mentioned prior," he says with a cheeky grin.
"Well you could say I was talking about your upper-body strength, but you're great in bed too," I reply boldly, settling my hand on his upper thigh and shooting him a wink. Then I lean in close and add in a whisper, "You might not want to tell that to the interviewer, though."
As I lean back, he bites his lip and settles a hand on top of mine. "Phil, I don't know if you know this, but... when you whisper in my ear like that, it really turns me on."
My eyes widen in surprise at first, but then I slowly lean back in and lower my voice to a whisper once more: "Noted."
He turns his head and soon enough we fall into a kiss. It's so satisfying to come home to this after literally thinking about his lips all day. As our kiss deepens, neither of us can help taking things further. As soon as I start tugging off Dan's shirt, Phantom lets out a meow and leaps to the floor, padding out of the room, leaving us to enjoy ourselves in private.
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The next day when I come home from work, Dan informs me straightaway that he landed the job at Asda and starts training next week. I'm so happy for him that when I go in for a hug, I impulsively lift him a few centimetres off the ground and do a 360° spin. He lets out a laugh as he lands back on the ground.
"I'm proud of you!" I exclaim after finally breaking away from the hug. "Come on. Put on some shoes. We're going to go get ice cream to celebrate."
"Isn't it a bit cold for ice cream?"
"Dan... I don't think I can date someone who believes that it's ever possible for the weather to be 'too cold for ice cream.' Now go put on a coat."
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Broken Windows // Phan AU
FanfictionPhil is awakened at 2 A.M. by a mysterious crash coming from his kitchen. His first thought? An intruder has come to murder him in his sleep. When he creeps downstairs to investigate, however, the man he encounters does not seem to be the malicious...
