It's only thirty minutes into the first lecture of the vlog conference when Dan notices Phil leaning towards him, ever so slightly. Each time Phil notices he is falling sideways, Dan watches as he seems to correct himself and sit upright again. His battle to stay awake against the dull drones of the lecturer and the muggy room are kind of adorable, he yawns almost every minute, and before long Dan realizes he is doing the same. It's been a very long day..
Phil glances up and, seeing him staring, raises his eyebrows questioningly. Not wanting to disturb the class, Dan swiftly leans over and whispers, with his mouth an inch from Phil's ear, 'Are you going okay?'.
Phil flinches backwards, his face bright red, possibly a result of tired confusion or something and makes small shaking motions with his head, but he's so jumpy Dan can hardly tell whether he means yes or no. He watches as Phil brings his hands up to flatten his hair, as he always does when he nervous, and can't help but wonder what might have gotten him so bright blue eyes are as warm as always, but there is a hint of emotion disguised in their depths that Dan can't place, something new?
He smiles as kindly as he can at his best friend, wishing he knew how he could help out.
He knows that it's important to pay attention to every lecture, and he knows that he should be grateful for this opportunity to learn from some of the most famous vloggers around the world, but he can't seem to draw his eyes away from the boy next to him.
He has always known that Dan is attractive, gorgeous even, with those beautifully compelling brown eyes, stunning features and heart-breaking smile, but here, in the back row of the dark lecture theatre, Phil can't help but wonder if he should just tell his best friend that he's in love with him. Some part of his brain knows that this is just his exhausted brain making excuses and idiotic plans, but the rest of his brains very much wants to give into the urge to lean forward into the inviting arms next to him and kiss those delectable lips softly and quietly, so no one even noticed what was happening in the seats behind them.
Wow. Phil shook his head, hard. He needed to stop thinking these things, it was not fair to Dan to be imagining him in such ways, especially when he knew that what he dreamt of, what he imagined in his wildest fantasies late at night, never had even the smallest possibility of coming true.
With a sigh, he smiles back at Dan; he should be glad to have such a brilliant friend, even if this friend doesn't realize how much their playful banter and flirtatious games in lectures mean to him. But seeing as they are both so tired..
He gestures at Dan, inquiring if he can rest his head on him. Dan nods and smiles, leaning slightly to the right so that Phil can better rest his head down. Dan smells like warm and.. lavender?
Phil smiles to himself, he had almost forgotten Dan's comically extensive range of fragrant shampoo, it was almost funny how.. And before he realized it, he was fast asleep on his best friends shoulder.