Sitting in the darkness with the only light being the T.V, Dan and Phil sat together on the sofa, Dan with his arms around Phil. Cuddled up into a relaxing warmth, they finished watching a two hour long romance film. When the film finished, Dan's arms tightened around Phil as they shuffled to try and get closer to each other than what they already were. After a few moments of shuffling, they stopped and cuddled together in complete silence, just taking in each other's warmth and presence.
"I love spending time with you, Dan" Phil said raising his hand up to Dan's face, turning it to his as he kissed his lips.
"I love you" Dan responded softly, kissing Phil back.
"Touche," Phil giggled.
Phil sighed in happiness as he re-positioned himself so that his head was resting on Dan's lap. Looking down at his best friend and lover, Dan drove his fingers through Phil's black hair. In their comfort, they couldn't help but fall asleep together.
Several hours later Phil woke with shock, jumping up. Looking around he noticed that Dan was gone. Still somewhat half asleep, Phil got up and wandered into the kitchen,
"Dan? Where are you?" Phil shouted.
There was no reply, sighing, Phil looked around and found a note from Dan. With a little excitement, Phil read the letter:
"Hey baby, I know I left but I went to make you toast but there was no butter.. So I've popped out to get some for you, lots of love, Dan"
Phil smiled at the letter and placed it back down on the counter. After doing a small stretch, he trotted into his bedroom and fell on the bed. Giving out a small sigh of longing, Phil rolled onto his back and drifted off to sleep.
Half an hour later, Dan unlocked the door to their flat and walked up the stairs.
"I'm home," he said loudly, but not loud enough to wake Phil if he was still asleep. He crept into the lounge, hoping to find Phil there. He wasn't, so he curiously walked into the kitchen and put the butter he had bought down. Wandering into Phil's bedroom, a smile crept across his face to see him all curled up asleep. He looked so vulnerable but peaceful. Climbing onto the bed, Dan wrapped his arms around Phil and kissed him softly to wake him up.
"Hey baby," Dan whispered, kissing Phil again, "Sleepy, eh?"
Phil moaned, half asleep. After opening one eye, Phil realized it was Dan and smiled.
"Dan!" Phil said warmly, wrapping his arms around him and hugging him tight. Then pushing him away, Phil looked at him with an unimpressed expression.
"You left me" he said pulling a sad face for pity, "Thanks for making me worried."
He then started to smile a little and realising what this meant, Dan's eye opened wide and he slowly backed off. Noticing this, Phil started crawling down his bed towards him, then getting up and running after him.
Both of them squealing like fangirls but in their low voices, Phil finally caught Dan in the lounge and wrestled him gently to the floor.
"Are you sorry?" Phil said with his lips just centimeters above Dan's.
"Yes! Yes, I promise baby," Dan whispered then tried to kiss Phil but he rose himself so Dan couldn't reach him.
"Okay then, you're forgiven" Phil said to Dan before kissing him softly, "Now, are you making me toast or not?"
"I love you more than anything in the world," Dan whispered and kissed Phil again.