I posted chapter one to this story and almost immediately got a review, which is pretty rad! Here's chapter two!
Phil kept asking questions regarding things such as video games, shows, movies, and general hobbies, to find that they both like relatively similar things. Dan thought it was funny how much a seventeen year old guy can love Buffy, but he didn't mind. In fact, he found it kind of endearing. The moment they started having a conversation on Blue Exorcist, Donna called from the kitchen, "Alright boys, time's up! We're making lunch now!"
"For lunch, we're just gonna make some sandwiches for the main part with a side salad and crisps with dip," Dan's mother said once the indoor workers joined her in the kitchen. She turned to face her son. "I assume I can trust you and Phil with making a big salad, hm? Just with the standard ingredients."
Dan nodded his head, and Phil replied, "Yes, ma'am," before going to the fridge where the vegetables were kept. "Dan, can you grab some cutting boards and knives?" he asked.
Once the boys had gathered all the ingredients and tools they needed, they set to work.
"So," Phil began, "I feel as if we're gonna get to know each other quite a bit since we're stuck here for a week."
"I suppose that's true," Dan replied with a grin.
Phil smirked. "Well, I'm certainly looking forward to it. You already seem like a guy I can get used to."
"What, a guy who doesn't make you want to rip your head off?"
While they were chuckling at that, Dan realised he wasn't paying attention to what he was doing, as he ended up missing the green pepper and cutting his hand. "GAH! Shit...!" he mumbled, looking down as blood trickled out of his palm.
Phil looked over when he heard Dan whimper. "Everything alr- oh, Dan!" Phil saw Dan's bleeding hand and went over to him. "We should get that cleaned out," he said, taking Dan's hand and leading him to the bathroom.
Dan didn't want to admit to the fact that this guy, who he'd barely known for even a day, had grabbed his hand… and he blushed. He's never been a fan of having a love life like out of one in a fanfiction, but if that's what ends up happening now, he wouldn't be entirely opposed.
Oh God, what am I thinking? Dan scolded himself internally. Nothing's gonna happen, he's just helping me ou- oh my, he's holding my hand again. How red is my face!? It feels red. Oh God. Oh God. OhGodohGodohGodohGodohGod.
"Dan, you alright? Your face is all red…" Phil observed, placing the back of his hand to Dan's cheeks, making Dan somehow blush more. "Don't be that guy who gets sick in the middle of summer! That's my thing!" the older boy said.
Phil grabbed a cloth from a nearby cabinet, wet it down, and brought it back over. He held up Dan's hand and placed it on the cut, soothing it. "Just hold it there, yeah?" he said, taking his hands away so Dan could hold it in place. Dan looked down at the cloth while his mind started to race again. No, this is not a crush. I've literally not even known him for a full twenty-four hours. I have to stop being ridiculous. Hell, I probably won't see him again until next year!
"Here, I have some dressing," Phil said, walking back over to Dan and wrapping his hand with the bandage.
… Damn you, world… Dan thought.
"Ready to go back?" Phil asked, his voice bringing Dan away from his thoughts.
Dan jumped a little. "Oh, uh, sure…" he stuttered.
Not a crush.
Well, maybe.
No.
Hmm…
NO.
Short chapter, but I had to do something! No, this is not a "throwaway" situation, I just have to plan out the next stream of events more thoroughly. Also, I'd like to apologise to the person whom I told that this chapter would be out by October… I was clearly wrong there. Hope you can forgive me.
Anyways, see you guys next chapter!