Phil and Dan
"Dan?" Phil called. He had just gotten out of bed and the Delia-pancake scent had him bounding out of bed to the kitchen.
"Yeah?" Dan answered, his back to Phil. Both were still in their pajamas, Dan in his red flannel pants and dark sweatshirt and Phil in his electric blue Sonic pants and top sheet draped around his top half like a blanket.
"Do I smell Delia pancakes cooking?" Phil asked playfully, sneaking up behind Dan.
"Hmm…maybe…" Phil could hear the smile in Dan's voice. Having successfully snuck up to behind the younger boy, Phil tickled Dan's sides and laughed as Dan jolted forwards, slopping a bit of pancake batter on himself. In revenge, Dan yanked the sheet away from Phil, leaving the older boy's chest exposed to the cool morning air. Dan moved his eyebrows up and down in a jokingly suggestive way. Phil rolled his eyes then shivered. Feeling only slightly guilty for what he had done, Dan threw the sheet back at Phil.
"And why are we having Delia pancakes instead of…well, rather than me just stealing your cereal?" Phil asked, curious.
"Well…" Dan drew out the word. "I was just thinking…that you'd probably be much more inclined to accept my request for you to be in one of my videos if I gave you a good Delia style breakfast" Dan rushed the words out. "Was I correct?" He asked hopefully. But Phil's face had become slightly more closed.
"Hm…maybe" Phil answered halfheartedly. He walked over to their table and sat in his favourite colourful chair. Dan sighed inwardly. He's been trying to get Phil t do a video with him for days, but every time he'd mentioned it, Phil would kind of just close off. Dan didn't want to push it.
Making a non-committal sound of vague disappointment, he brought the pancakes to the table. Phil took a couple then ate them so quickly that he'd finished his plate before Dan was even halfway. Phil cleared his plate and gave Dan a half-apologetic, tired smile before going to his room and shutting the door firmly. Dan sat alone for a couple minutes alone and after a while, realized he wasn't hungry at all. He put the pancakes in the fridge and cleared up his plate.
They spent the morning apart, Phil in his closed off room, Dan settling deeper and deeper into his browsing position. It wasn't until lunchtime that Dan finally deemed it time (inwardly cursing himself for his awkwardness and lack of social skills that made him unable to tell if he was approaching Phil at the right time). He went over to Phil's room and gave a quiet knock.