Warmth surrounded me when I came to consciousness, and I smiled. Phil was there, with his arms wrapped around my chest and his feet intertwined with mine, like he had been since the day we got together.

I remembered that day and I smiled even wider.

Phil had been so nervous. We were making a video. It could have been a video for our gaming channel, or his or mine, but I didn't even care as he suddenly leaned forward while I was in the middle of talking. I had just been ranting about something useless, and I had turned my head to look at my best friend, and he was already looking at me, then he leaned forward and roughly shoved our lips together.

I could feel his nervousness in that half a second before my lips responded automatically and then, holy shit, we were kissing and my heart was fluttering and my mind was racing and then it was over as Phil pulled away with a small shy smile.

And I smiled wider and blushed as I remembered the events after that.

Yeah, that was a good day for us.

Presently, I struggled my way out of Phil's grasp, making sure Phil was still comfortable before pressing a soft kiss against his forehead.

I was almost to the door when I heard a small grumble from Phil.

"Where you goin'?" The sleepy words made me look over my shoulder to see Phil halfway sitting up, the blanket falling down to his waist as he looked at me through half-closed eyes.

"I need to pee," I said matter-of-factly, raising an eyebrow. "Why? Care to join?" I teased.

Phil's face turned a soft shade of pink. "No," he mumbled shyly.

"Good," I chuckled and left the room as Phil started to untangle himself from the blankets.

I went to the bathroom and did my business, then headed to the kitchen to find Phil, assuming that he would already be out of bed. But when I reached the kitchen, Phil was nowhere to be seen.

I walked back to my room and cracked open the door. Sure enough, Phil had slipped back under the covers, not making any attempt to get up.

"Phil," I called out. "Get up! We have a whole day planned. We're filming an important video today. The Sims, remember?"

He just groaned and pulled the cover over his head more until he was completely covered by the blanket, head to toe.

"Phillllll! Please cooperate with me here." I said, slightly annoyed. "We're gonna get behind on filming again and have to cram in all into a later day this week. You don't want that, and neither do I."

"Dan, can you please be quiet for a second?" Phil's muffled voice came from the mound of blankets. "I kinda just woke up with the worst headache ever." To prove the point, he threw a pillow over his head and didn't say anything else.

I bit my lip and shuffled my feet still standing by the door.

Phil had been getting a lot of headaches lately. They seemed to last for a day or two, and then they would be gone by the next day. This had resulted in them getting quite behind on filming, and having to film two videos in one day on some occasions. Not to mention along with some trash editing because they were so tired.

I tiptoed over to the bed and pulled the pillow away from him head, lifting up the blanket and sliding underneath it. I felt Phil shift so that I could wrap my arms around his waist.

"Its okay, love." I whispered into his ear and then pressed my face against his back. He was very warm, kind of felt like he had a fever.

Oh well, I thought. If he does let me get sick too.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, exhaling into his neck. He didn't move.

He was so warm and it immediately got rid of any of the coldness I had previously felt. I could stay like this forever, my arms around his waist, my face pressed into his back. Just me and him. Silence.

It was perfect and I never wanted to leave him.

Even if it meant we were missing filming the Sims.

It was worth it.

A/N short. cheesy. what's not to love?