Dan did not understand why he had to be the one getting milk. Phil always did the shopping. Why did Dan suddenly have to do it? Dan did not know. He thought back to the conversation they had had before he left.
"Dan, can you go get milk? We are out," Phil said quietly from the entrance to their living room. Dan looked up at him. "Can't you get it?" Dan whined. He didn't want to leave his comfortable position on the couch. "Dan, I always get it. It'll be good for you to get some fresh air, too," Phil was always so reasonable. Sometimes that annoyed Dan, but he loved the fool anyways. "Fiiiiine," Dan sighed. He got up and walked out of the room. Just as he passed Phil he felt a peck on his cheek. "Thanks, bear,"
Dan supposed getting milk was not THAT bad. If it made Phil's day better then Dan was alright with doing it. He open the door with his key and walked into their apartment. Running up the stairs he walked into the kitchen. After he put the new milk in the fridge he walked into the lounge. Phil was sitting with his computer in his lab, starring intensely at it and making funny faces. "Hey," Dan dropped down next to Phil giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. Phil froze next to him. "What's wrong?" Dan looked up at Phil and then down at his laptop, where he saw himself on the screen of a YouNow liveshow. There was thousands of people watching. Dan jumped up and away from the camera. Phil immediately closed his laptop. Phil looked up at Dan; he was frozen into place and starring into the air. Then he started chuckling and it soon became full blown laughter. Phil looked at Dan with a confused expression. "Don't you get it?" Dan laughed, Phil just shook his head. "We don't have to hide anymore! We don't have to worry about what we say and do," "But there was a reason that we didn't tell," Phil pointed out, his confused look had turned into one of worry. "Well, I don't care what people think. If they are really our fans they are gonna be fine with this!" "That's true," a small smile crept onto Phil's lips.
A few hours later Dan and Phil were sitting together on Phil's bed. Both had their phones in hand. "Are you ready?" Dan asked. "Ready as I'll ever be," "3, 2, 1!" They said in unison as they both hit the tweet button on their individual phones.