"Hey, Phil?" Dan called as he walked down the hallway, gaze locked on his phone as he navigated purely by memory, stopping only seconds before his face would have hit his friends door. "Phil?" he called again, lifting his free hand to gently rap his knuckles against the surface.

Phil didn't answer, and the brunette raised an eyebrow, grasping the doorhandle and twisting it, calling a warning to his friend before entering.

"I'm coming in! Please don't be naked!"

He stepped through the opening, and to his surprise the bedroom was empty. Phil's laptop was open on his bed, a few papers were scattered across the mattress, and his comforter lay in a crumpled heap beside the bed. A pillow was hanging half off the bed, and the other was across the room by the raven's desk. Music was softly playing from Phil's laptop, and Dan fondly rolled his eyes; it wouldn't be the first time Phil had forgotten to turn off his music and close his laptop before leaving.

"Phil?" he called once more, but the apartment still remained silent except for the soft music playing from Phil's computer.

He hummed softly to himself and approached his friends desk, hoping he wouldn't mind if Dan took his phone charger; he'd broken his own once again. It didn't take long for him to find it under some loose papers, and he turned to leave the room with it, hesitating in the doorway.

"I should turn the music off, shouldn't I?" he muttered to himself, "Of course I should." he answered his own question as he turned around and approached the bed, crawling onto it and dropping into a seated position, grabbing the computer and gently tugging it closer.

He slid his finger across the touchpad and when the screen lit up he slipped the cursor to the top right and closed iTunes, nodding to himself. He lifted his hand to close the laptop, but hesitated when something caught his attention; his name was in the word document that was open on the laptop.

"I shouldn't look.." he muttered, even as he pushed the laptop's screen back so it was open once more, and allowed his gaze to fall upon the text document. What he saw was something he never thought he would see on his best friend's computer.

Dan's hips rolled into Phil's and he groaned softly, the raven whimpering beneath him, biting harshly into his lip, and Phil gasped when Dan's grip on his wrists tightened, pressing them harder into the bed, hips rolling harshly together once more- the pinned raven bucked up into the touch and gently moaned Dan's name-

Dan forced himself to stop reading when he heard the apartment door open, and Phil step through, humming softly to himself. Without a second thought he slammed the laptop shut, grabbed the iPhone cord he had initially come in to retrieve, and bolted from the room, only to bump straight into Phil.

"Dan? What were you-"

"I had to borrow your phone cord! I hope you don't mind, I broke my cord again and my phone is almost dead."

"Oh, alright." Phil nodded and offered a grin to reassure the brunette that he didn't mind. The grin fell a moment later and he arched an eyebrow. "Are you okay? You look a little flushed."

"I'm fine!" he squeaked out before turning and rushing away, down the hall and into his bedroom as fast as he could.

Phil watched silently, confused at his friends odd behaviour, but when the door slammed shut he shrugged it off and continued down the hall to his own room, freezing almost as soon as he opened his door. Oh. Oh no.

Dan had touched his laptop. Dan had seen. That's why he was red in the face, and that's why he looked so rushed to get away.

"Oh god."

Hours later Dan was still pacing around his room, trying to wrap his head around the fact that Phil was reading fanfiction about them, and wondering what on earth it meant. He had some suspicions, but none that he was comfortable just throwing into the open; what if he was wrong and things were ruined between them? Then again there was a high possibility that things already were, since he knew there was almost a 100% chance that Phil knew he had looked at what was on the computer.

"What do I do?" he muttered for what felt like the millionth time, mind racing, head beginning to throb. "Does Phil want me too? Or was that just a 'ha ha lets laugh about this' thing?" he threw his hands up in the air and groaned pitifully as he fell back onto his bed, gaze falling upon the ceiling. "Was he making a video? Maybe reading it to the fans and laughing about it?" his arm fell across his face, covering his eyes and he sighed heavily. "But we normally do that together.. Oh god, what do I do?"

Silence fell upon the room, and he could distantly hear the sound of Phil pacing around his own bedroom. Maybe Phil was just as scared over this scenario as he was- maybe moreso? Dan had invaded his privacy -however unintentionally it had originally been- and he had some vague idea of Phil's feelings, but the raven had no idea what Dan was thinking. And while Dan barely had any idea what the bloody hell was going on, he still felt like he knew more than Phil.

"Alright. I'm going to go talk to him." he told himself, pushing himself off the bed and slowly opening his door, hoping to be completely silent as he slipped down the hall.

When he reached the door he lifted his hand and gently rapped his knuckles against the surface. Everything went deadly quiet, and Dan almost regretted his decision, still trying to decide what he was even going to say when Phil opened the door. His mind went blank when Phil pulled the door open, looking immensely relieved to see his best friend.

"Dan!" the joy in his voice was only slightly forced, and Dan could easily hear the relief in the tone. "What's up?"

I accidentally read what was open on your computer, and I'm not judging you, but I think we should talk about it.

"Do you want to fuck me?" is what he senselessly blurted instead, and he felt his face turn red, Phil's face igniting with colour to match the brunettes.

"No." Was the immediate reply, but before Dan could say a word Phil corrected himself. "Yes." his face darkened. "Wait. Maybe? No. I-" he broke off and silence fell between them, both staring wide eyed at each other, and Phil coughed softly. "What exactly is happening here?"

"Uh- I don't know." he admitted, turning his head away and lifting a hand to scratch the back of his neck. "I just think we should talk?"

"Okay." he agreed, stepping back to allow Dan entrance into his room.

Phil swung the door shut behind them and they both took a seat on the raven's bed, an arms length between them, both looking away from one another.

"... Why were you reading that?" Dan asked after a few moments of silence, and Phil audibly swallowed.

"I wasn't." he coughed, "Reading it, that is. I'm the one that wrote that one. I was checking for reviews."

Dan's eyes flew wide in shock and he whirled to face Phil without a second thought.

"Wait really?" Phil only nodded, and Dan couldn't help but smirk. "So you want me to fuck you then?" he teased, attempting to lighten the mood between them.

His attempt ultimately failed when Phil softly murmured, "Yes. Kind of. You didn't read the whole thing-" he broke off and coughed nervously, his cheeks flushing a light pink. "I was the one on top."

"Oh."

"Oh?" he asked incredulously. "Oh?" he snorted "bloody hell Dan, I just tell you I want to sleep with you and all you have to say is o-" he broke off when Dan's leg met his, and he glanced down to see that the brunette had closed the distance between their bodies on the bed.

He slowly looked up and met Dan's gaze, the brunette's cheeks a deep pink, and said brunette offered a nervous smile, his hand gently covering Phil's hand where it rested on the ravens leg. Phil swallowed thickly and leaned forward, and Dan bit down on his lip as he leaned forward as well, both freezing just before their lips met.

"Can I..?" Dan whispered, lips barely brushing Phil's as he spoke, and Phil almost grinned.

"Yes."

Their lips met gently at first, and neither knew which moved first but suddenly their hands were in each other's hair and Dan was straddling Phil's lap, lips practically glued together. They only separated to gasp for air, chests heaving, faces flushed, and Phil breathlessly laughed as he tried to catch his breath.

"That was better than I imagined it would be."

Dan snickered softly.

"Yeah?" he pressed closer and nodded. "I agree."

Phil was quiet for a moment, staring curiously into Dan's eyes, and after a moment he leaned forward and captured his lips again. Dan pressed back instantly, his left hand gripping Phil's shoulder while his left tangled into the ravens silky hair, and Phil's hands squeezed Dan's hips.

When their lips broke apart once more, Phil spoke softly.

"Do we really want to do this right now?" he murmured, even as his lips pressed lightly to Dan's throat and sucked gently.

Dan tilted his head back, a sharp gasp esaping him, and he leaned into the touch.

"Dunno. Do we?" he breathed raggedly.

Phil pulled back and tilted his head to the side as he locked gazes with the younger boy once more, eventually grinning and shaking his head.

"No, not just yet." he decided, leaning forward to pump their noses together. "I wouldn't mind some anime and hot chocolate though?" he hinted softly, and Dan grinned and nodded, removing himself from Phil's lap to head to the kitchen.