At this point Phil had detached himself from the door frame and was making his way towards the kitchen in hopes that Dan had left some water in the teapot so that he could make himself a cup of tea.

He heard the creaking of the couch as Dan got up and followed him into the kitchen. Phil steadily concentrated of breakfast even though Dan's footsteps had stopped by the kitchen counter.

"Phil, please tell me what's wrong. I...I'm sorry if you're angry about last night."

Phil turned to look at Dan, not trusting himself to speak incase he actually did get sick.

"Just do it Phil. Tell him and get it over with."

When Phil finally spoke, his voice was scarily quiet, "No Dan, I'm not mad. I just..." He sighed and shrugged, "No, I'm not mad."

"Just Do it! Quit Waffling Around!"

"Actually Dan, um, there is something I need to tell you."

"Yeah? What is it?"

Phil took a deep cathartic breath and then, " Daniel, I don't know what's been going on in your life lately... but, um, I... oh christ..."

At this point Dan realized what was going on and his breath started coming in rapid shallow bursts.

Dan reached his hand out to grab Phil's , but Phil pulled out of the way.

"Phil" the way Dan said his name sounded like a warning, a question and also slightly exasperated. "If this is about me asking to sleep in my bed last..."

Phil cut him off with a wave of his hand.

"No. Listen. Please." When Dan nodded in agreement, Phil began bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet and then he closed his eyes and spilled all of his secrets.

"The thing is, for a while now I've been having some issues with my sexuality. I mean, I know that it's not a big deal, but I've just been really really confused and I figured that maybe if I ignored it, it would go away because. I mean, Dan, I don't know how to like men..."

At this, Dan drew in a sharp breath, "What?" Phil asked breaking off from his tirade.

"Nothing, Nothing, Keep going."

" Well, yeah and then I decided that I could learn how to be good with guy, you know but then..." "Just do it PHIL!"

" But then, I realized that maybe it wasn't all guys I didn't know how to be with.. Maybe, it was just you... and last night, I was so scared and worried and I just wanted to hold you all night, but that just not my place and this...it's ... it's just hard, knowing I can't have that."

Dan found himself, for once in his life, speechless.

Phil feeling rather dejected, slumped in defeat, "I knew you wouldn't return the sentiment, but I was hoping that you would have at least said something."

Dan meanwhile, was opening and shutting his mouth in an attempt to say something, but his mind was still reeling from Phil's outburst.

"He...he...I can't...and the Phil...oh jesus...he and me and... what?!... He does... I do... why...how?... my Phil... he likes me...he wants to be with me... he was worried... and wanted to..."

Dan was pulled from his silent reverie by Phil trying to push past him in the narrow kitchen doorway. "Phil, don't go."

"Just please let me go. I don't want to talk any more."

Dan in moment of panic, reached down and grasped Phil'swrist.

Phil looked down and tried to pull his hand from Dan's grasp.

"See the thing is Phil, You said you didn't know what had been going on with me lately and really it's pretty simple. I had to stay away from you because I care too much. I wanted for us to be together and the temptation was too much some times. But now, You and I, we can stop hiding from each other and I want that so badly."

Phil had stopped trying to pull his arm free and looked at Dan with wide, bright eyes.

"You do?"

"I really do Phil."