The Prefect Storm
Dan and Phil were on the couch watching Buffy and eating popcorn. They sat opposite each other watching the show intently while a storm brewed outside. The show ended and Dan got up and walked away into the kitchen.
Phil watched him leave and then picked up his laptop from the coffee table and logged into tumblr scrolling through the AmazingPhil tag. He heard Dan walk back into the room and looked up from the laptop.
"What are you doing?" asked Dan.
"Checking tumblr," he replied chuckling at a gif of Dan hug tackling him from the first Phil is not on fire, he really enjoyed making videos with him.
"Well," he said sounding tired, "I'm going to bed."
"Okay, sleep well don't let the bed bugs bite."
Dan chuckled as he turned around and started towards his room.
"Dan?" Phil said calling after him. He turned staring into his blue eyes while Phil stared into his brown ones. He loved those eyes. He loved him. But Dan was his best friend and was scared to admit his feelings. For four years, he had held back his feelings for him.
"Yes Phil," he finally said still holding his gaze. 'I love his eyes,' he thought.
"Never mind," he said quickly, dropping his gaze to his feet away from Dan. 'Four years' he thought.
"Okay, good night, see you in the morning," he turned around again and walked back to his room disappointed that Phil had not told him what was on his mind. He had been doing this the past several days.
He walked into his room, changed into his pajamas, and lied down to go to sleep. He then heard the soft sprinkling of rain and a clap of thunder and then saw a bolt of lightning cross the sky. 'Crap,' he thought, 'this is going to be a long night.' He turned and looked at the clock, it was only eleven o'clock. He groaned and rolled onto his stomach.
Phil was on his laptop still looking at tumblr, scrolling through the different tags. He was disappointed with himself for not telling Dan how he felt about him. 'All we will ever be is best friends,' he thought. He suddenly heard a clap of thunder that snapped him out of his daydream.
He looked up at the clock. It read one a.m. 'I should get to bed soon,' he thought. He closed his laptop and walked to his bedroom. He changed into his pajamas and went to the bathroom.
Dan lie awake in his bed, scared of the storm raging outside. He heard a creak of the floorboards in front of the door to his bedroom. He guessed that it was Phil going to the bathroom.
"Phil?" he moaned from his bed. He heard the door open and saw Phil standing in the doorway.
"Yes Dan," he said sounding a little annoyed, but stared at Dan's ghostly white face and suddenly felt bad about his tone.
"I'm scared," he said as he pulled the duvet up to his chin violently shaking as he did so.
Phil, instantly felling worse than he did before about his tone, quickly walked over to him and sat down next to him on the bed.
Dan pulled up the corner of the duvet and motioned for Phil to get under it with him. Phil put his arm around Dan's shoulder and pulled him close, cradling his face in his neck. Dan put both his arms around Phil's waist and pulled him closer. 'This feels right,' they both thought.
"Thank you," Dan said looking up at Phil and staring into his eyes.
"You're welcome," Phil said sounding pleased.
He heard Dan's breath become more even until he finally fell asleep. Phil bent down and pressed his lips to the top of his head before finally falling asleep himself.