(THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION, GUYS, TRY NOT TO BE MEAN)
Phil's POV
He and Dan were watching T.V. on the couch that night. They didn't really speak, they just watched. After a while, he took a glance at Dan, and saw he was curled up, sleeping. Aw, how cute! thought Phil as he watched this perfect boy. He noticed the clock and saw it was getting late. Oh, man, now I know why you're sleeping, Phil thought with a laugh. He turned the T.V. off and took another look at the adorable being on the couch. He stared at Dan's lips. Go on, kiss him, he'll never know. Phil thought over this for a while, then decided to walk towards Dan. He stared at his lips tentatively, wanting it, needing it, and gave a small kiss on Dan's lips. It lasted only about 10 seconds, but those were the best 10 seconds of his life. He pulled apart and smiled at Dan, then went to his room to go to bed. Then he remembered Dan. He brought a blanket and pillow from Dan's room and went back to the livng room. He draped the blanket over the boy, then went to put the pillow under his head. He grinned and kissed Dan's head. Goodnight, angel. He retreated to his bedroom, and got in bed with a happy mind, swearing he had seen Dan smile.
Dan's POV
He and Phil had been watching T.V., until he decided to try to take a nap. As he shut his eyes, images of Phil bombarded his mind. If only you knew how much i love you... He heard the T.V. turn off, and a chuckling Phil as well. That laugh... Dan heard footsteps coming near him and he froze. He realized Phil thought he was asleep and tried to pretend to as well as he , something incredible happened. Phil kissed him. Phil just kissed me. He still was. Fighting off all his energy to kiss back, he just laid there internally smiling and screaming. Phil kissed him. He loved Phil, but never knew Phil loved him back. As the kiss ended, he heard Phil go back to his room, leaving Dan alone with questions floating around in his mind. How long has Phil been gay? How long has Phil loved him? WHY would Phil love him? His questions were pushed away when he heard footsteps again. Before he knew it, a blanket was tossed on his body and a pillow pushed under his head. Oh, Phil, you're so swee- His thoughts were cut off when Phil kissed his head. Without realizing it, he smiled. He quickly hid it in case Phil would see it and realize he was awake. He heard footsteps and Phil closing his door. Dan leaned deeper into the pillow, ideas of what he would tell Phil the next day bursting into him.
(Okay, I know its not great, but I tried. Tell me what you think and if I should continue it!)
