𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝔾𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤 ➷ ℙ𝕙𝕒𝕟

. 14 .

Dan's P.O.V.

Phil and I walk up the stairs, Phil leading the way toward his bedroom.

I carefully follow behind him, taking some time to admire the occasional painting hung up on the wall. There wasn't too much decor, but it wasn't an empty house.

Phil walks down the hallway and opens the door to his bedroom. I follow in behind him.

It was like the rest of the house; kinda plain looking and not too much decor. It was nice though. Kinda cozy.

"It's kind of a boring bedroom, but I like the simplicity of it." Phil says, sitting down on the bed.

"I like it! It seems cozy."

"Thanks. My favorite part is that you can go out of the window and sit on the roof. We can look at the stars."

"That's nice. I love space and the universe. It's very interesting."

Phil nods, a small smile on his face. He stands up off the bed and heads toward- what I assume was- the closet.

"I'm sure I have something smaller for you to wear as pajamas."

Phil searches through his mainly black wardrobe, looking through a small section which I assumed were pajamas.

He turns around, holding out a loose black sweater and some pajama shorts.

"These are the smallest things I can find- try them on."

I take the clothes from him and he turns around shutting his eyes.

I carefully took off my white jeans and put the pajama shorts on in their place. They fit pretty good, still a bit loose and long, but pretty good overall.

Next, I slide my pink sweater over my face and lay it on top of my jeans. I take the black one Phil gave me and put it over my head.

The sweater was obviously too big and fit way looser than the shorts. The sleeves hung down way past my hands, giving me sweater paws. They were a couple of inches too long. The waist of the sweater hung down to my mid-thigh, past the shorts.

Phil's P.O.V.

"The sweaters really big, but I think it's fine for the most part." Dan tells me as I turn back around.

I looked at him and a light blush dusts my face. He looked so cute! The sweater was way too big for him, and it hung down so low it looked like he didn't have any shorts on. It was the most adorable thing ever.

"I think it looks cute." I give my honest opinion, a smile on my face, and Dan blushes in response.

Dan takes his arms and covers his face with them. He mumbles something I can't understand and he just stands there, an embarrassed blush tinting his face.

"You look good in black." I compliment him again.

He shakes his head and buries his face deeper in his arms. I chuckle and sit down on the bed. Dan walks over, his face looking down at the ground in embarrassment.

He sits down beside me.

"Did I manage to fluster the Dan Howell?" I say playfully, throwing an arm around Dan.

"I don't like it when people compliment me." He mumbles back.

"But you deserve more compliments! People are too mean to you."

Dan just shrugs his shoulders in response to that. I chuckle and change the topic, asking him a question.

"Well, do you want to go sit outside on the roof and stargaze?"