Crashing Down- A Phanfiction

Another Kiss

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Phil's P.O.V.

After I'd heard the knock on the door and told Dan to enter, he quietly turned the knob and entered. He was in his pajamas, and so was I. He was standing in the doorway, leaving the door fully open. I could hear Rachel snoring form the couch. He then broke the silence.

"Hi." His voice was soft and smooth, like cream. I said back,

"Hi." He then looked at me, sighed, and sat on my bed. He looked at me yet again, then asked,

"So, now what?" I shrugged, then answered,

"Honestly, I don't know..." He looked at me yet again, then asked another question that made me think.

"So, ARE we together now?" Hearing Rachel's question felt odd, like you'd just found your aunt's collection of sex toys when you were getting a pair of socks for her. I glanced at him, and shrugged. I then asked,

"Um...do you...um...WANT to be together now?" He looked at me and grinned.

Dan's P.O.V.

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! PHIL JUST ASKED ME IF WE WANTED TO BE A COUPLE! Wait, do I want to be dating Phil. I looked into his eyes, their magnificent blue-ness slightly turning me on. Yes, that settled it. I wanted to be with Phil, and he wanted to be with me. At least, I hope so. I decided not to think about that, so I answered,

"Yes, Phil. I'd like that very much." He had a pie-eating grin on his face, and then pulled me off of the bed and into a standing position. He hugged me, and this hug felt different. It felt tingly. He then looked at me, and asked,

"What are we gonna do?! Are we supposed to tell our subscribers? Do we tell our friends? Do we tell our parents?" Jeez, I hadn't thought of that. I didn't come out to my parents, let alone tell them I had a boyfriend. Is he my boyfriend?

"Um, I really don't know... Should we tell Rachel?" I asked back. He looked a bit startled that I asked that for some reason, but it didn't seem to phase him. He started to answer me, but I stopped paying attention. I was focused on his face. How his upper lip had more-than-usual stubble, probably from his lack of shaving. How his large eyes were looking at me thoughtfully, their vivid color giving me chills. I knew what I had to do, but I thought it would be a bit out of context of the conversation. But, I couldn't stop myself. I leaned in towards his face, stopping Phil mid-sentence. He didn't seen alarmed; he also started leaning in towards me.

Phil's P.O.V.

Then, our lips touched, and we kissed. And not like a little peck you would give to your "boyfriend or girlfriend" in when you were 7. A full on kiss, with tongue. It was not my first kiss (that had been with Rachel) but it was by far the best. Dan seemed like an expert; I felt sloppy. We then broke away from the kiss, and were silent for a minute. Dan broke the silence:

"Um, we should probably tell Rachel about this."