A/N: GUYS GUYS GUYS GUESS WHO HASN'T UPDATED IN TWO MONTHS

MEEEEEEEEEE

I'm sorry, guys. I've had this typed up for ages, but I kinda had a little struggle over whether to publish it or not because I didn't really like it and- yeeeah. I DID NOW THOUGH! But really.. sorry about that. You can thank the wonderful mymewchowski for getting me to upload it, if they hadn't reminded me that 'hey, this exists and has existed for two months' it probably wouldn't be up.

Dan sat on the edge of his bed, his head resting on his elbow. His hunched back wasn't covered in a shirt, as he'd just gotten out of the shower and was clad in only sweatpants and underwear. He stared out the window, but he wasn't actually looking outside- just thinking. Him and Phil had been more or less in a relationship for about a month now, sharing an occasional kiss or cuddling every other night, even though they hadn't verbally established, well.. anything. Dan sighed, covering his eyes with his hands. I haven't even told him I love him, he thought, a sense of hopelessness filling his chest. But what if I do? What if he doesn't even feel the same way, what if he thinks we're just creepily close friends? What if I freak him out? That's the last thing I want to do.. He groaned and stood, shaking his hobbit hair out of his eyes and reaching for his laptop.

Phil sat on the couch in he and Dan's flat, absentmindedly grooming Lion's mane into different styles while he thought. Dan.. Gosh, I love him. But, what if he doesn't want me at all? What if he thinks I'm pressuring him into a relationship? What if I'm just an experiment? Phil shook his head, rustling his hair. He placed Lion on the arm of the couch gingerly, walking towards Dan's room. He approached the door slowly, wondering if he could just walk into his own room and avoid the conversation he was about to have. No, he thought, slightly angry with himself, I have to do this. I need to know. He raised a hand and knocked lightly on Dan's door. For a moment, Phil hoped that he was still in the shower, but then there was a rustle, footsteps, and the door swung open to reveal a shirtless Dan with curly wet hair. Dan grinned slightly, seemingly slightly nervous. Maybe he's scared of me. Dan stepped aside and wordlessly let Phil in, not bothering to close the door. Phil plopped down onto the bed, followed immediately by Dan. Phil sighed and furrowed his brows slightly. Dan cocked an eyebrow.

"What's up, Phil? Something bothering you?" he asked, reaching over and brushing the hair out of Phil's eyes.

"Well, yeah, actually.. Dan, we need to talk," he stated. Dan's eyes widened and Phil could've sworn he saw him pale slightly. Well, shit, Phil, there you go again. What an amazing way with words.

Dan felt his heart drop to his stomach. We need to.. talk? Oh no. I was right. He doesn't like me at all. Dan scratched at the base of his neck, glancing to the side.

"About what, exactly?" he asked, avoiding Phil's eyes.

"Us." The blunt answer caught Dan off guard and he looked up into Phil's eyes. They locked gazes for a moment before Dan spoke.

"...Us?" he asked, mentally slapping himself. Of course, you idiot, he just said that.

"Dan, I mean.. What ARE we? I mean, I know we kiss and cuddle and stuff, but we never even talk about it.. Do you not want to talk about it? Dan, how do you feel about me?" Dan felt his face flush slightly as he glanced off to the side once more.

"Well, uh, I, uh, really like, uhm.. kissing you and stuff, and I, uhm, yeah I.." Dan mumbled, his awkwardness taking over. Phil chuckled slightly, reaching out and taking Dan's chin in his hand gently. He tilted his head up to lock eyes with him, a smile on his lips .

"Dan," said Phil, quiet yet firm. Dan sighed slightly.

"I love you," he rushed out in one breath. Phil smiled and leaned in, locking lips with him once more before pulling away and touching their foreheads together.

"I love you too."

A/N: Okay really though I'm sorry. I keep you waiting for (over) two months and then I give you THIS pile of crap that is totally not up to par. I'm sorryyyy. FORGIVE ME! LET ME LOVE YOU! But yeah soooorrrryyyy about that. I typed it up and then I got all self-hatey and hated whatever I came up with until this just kinda sat on the backburner for two months.. I considered putting it up a couple times, but I always chickened out ;u; ENOUGH EXCUSES. I LOVE YOU. DO YOU FORGIVE ME? PLEASE FORGIVE ME. I'LL TRY TO UPDATE SOON. REALLY I WILL. I LOVE YOU. Thanks for reading my ranty author's note :'D