Dan leant forwards and switched off the camera, sitting down again and rubbing his head.
'You know that really hurt? You need to be more careful with all those muscles and limbs you have,' he joked, looking over at Phil, who was rubbing the side of his hand.
'Yeah, I know! Oww…' He pouted, making wide eyes back at Dan.
Dan laughed, 'Are you serious? You hit me in the face!' Phil pouted holding up his hand and looking at it closely.
'Your face hit me in the hand! How am I going to be able to kill zombies now that I am unarmed!' He wiggled his eyebrows at Dan, 'Unarmed? Get it?'
'Yes, I get it you big idiot,' Dan seized Phil's hand, snorting as Phil winced in mock pain and draped his other hand over his forehead dramatically.
'I think you'll live to see another apocalypse end, my friend,' Dan put on his best professional voice, 'But just in case my word isn't enough reassurance for you,' and with that he raised Phil's hand to his lips, pressing them hard against it and giving it a great, big, wet kiss.
Phil pulled his hand away as if he'd been stung, 'What was that!' Dan looked confused at his reaction.
'I was kissing it better?' He shook his head, 'Whatever, I'm gonna start editing okay? I'll be in my room.'
As he stalked off, Phil pressed his fingers against the spot on his hand where Dan had pressed his lips. He hadn't meant to offend Dan and he'd go apologize and make things up to him later, but that still didn't explain what had happened.
It had felt like electricity, something sparking, but much more gently, shooting up his arm from the spot Dan had kissed, making him flinch at the unexpected sensation. Out of curiosity, he pressed his own lips to the same spot, unsure as to what he expected, but nothing happened other than Phil looking like an idiot when Dan walked back into the room to get the camera, sitting on his knees on the floor, almost cross-eyed trying to watch his lips touch his hand.
'Phil?' The older boy looked up, pushing his hand into his lap, trying to look innocuous. 'Mmm?'
Dan shook his head, grinning. 'You are such a nutter... want to come help me, then?' Phil clambered to his feet and followed Dan into the bedroom, his mind set. He would have to recreate the situation another time to see if it would happen again. Surely Dan wouldn't argue in a little manipulation, all in the name of science?
Methinks a part two is in the making! Ehehhe let me know what you think of this! :)