Saturday

The next morning Phil was immensely grateful that he didn't need to return to work that day.

He woke up with the scent of Dan in his nose and the feeling of his body against his. He shifted to try and untangle himself from Dan.

Phil must have accidentally awakened him because suddenly he took a deep breath and his arms tightened around Phil.

"Mmm, where are you going?" he nuzzled into Phil's shoulder.

"Er, nowhere?"

"That's what I thought."

Phil chuckled and he turned his head to kiss Dan's cheek. He smiled when he heard him take a shallow breath.

"Will it always feel like this?" He wondered.

"Always," Dan confirmed.

Phil shifted so he could look at Dan, who had a soft smile on his face and he grinned back.

He his eyes watered as he woke up a bit more and Dan's smile faltered just slightly.

"Hey, I still feel kind of bad. When you cried after I explained everything to you."

"It's alright. I just…"

"You just?" Dan prompted him to continue.

"Yeah."

Dan chuckled at Phil, who wiped his teary, sleepy eyes.

"Chris is real fun to hang with," he said conversationally.

"Yeah," Phil smiled.

They were a bit quiet for a while, and then Phil said, "I can't wait to meet his companion."

"I know," Dan agreed.

They talked quietly for a little while, but the peace was disturbed when Dan's stomach grumbled.

"Erm..." he laughed.

"Lets go make breakfast," Phil laughed

They both got up and out of Phil's bed. Dan shivered just slightly so Phil got him a sweater from his old chest of drawers.

"Thanks," Dan pulled it over his head and when Phil went into the kitchen to make them some food, he used the restroom.

After he had washed his hands he looked at his reflection. He was so rough looking, he thought. Phil was very clean, and tailored, but he had curly hair and a stubbly chin. He had never had any reason to shave, but it never grew in properly because of that. It was sort of thin and weird, he thought.

And Phil had very nice, straight hair, but his was shaggy and curly and was starting to grow too long. He'd never had a proper hair cut. His mother always cut it for him and after that he just sort of tried to do the same thing she did and it never exactly worked out the way he wanted it too.

"Dan, are you alright?" Phil's voice came through from the other side of the door.

"Yeah, err," he turned and pulled the bathroom door open. "I'm fine. Sorry."

Phil looked a bit concerned but as he looked over Dan he seemed relieved.

"So, I was thinking I'd go to the grocery store today. Restock the supplies, ya know. Do you want to go with me?"

"Er, yeah," Dan looked over Phil's face, and noticed that his hair was still straight from the night before.

"You sure you're alright, Dan?"

"Phil, do you have an extra razor I can use?"

"You want to shave?" Phil looked at him with knitted eyebrows.

"Yeah," he said quietly.

Phil sensed his embarrassment.

"I've never really shaved before. Or at least, not successfully." Dan's face grew pinker as they talked.

"Not successfully?"

"Well, I did once and I cut myself."

"Aw, Dan. Do you want my help?"

Dan put a hand over his face, and with his voice muffled by his hand, he said, "yes, please."

"All you had to do was ask."

"Yeah, but I'm freaking 23 years old, Phil."

"Don't worry about it. Not your fault," Phil assured him, putting a hand at his arm.

"Well, I did sort of choose to live on my own. Because my parents died while I was off the map basically no one was able to find my relatives or anything of that sort. I imagine I could have found them probably..."

"Dan, did you go to school growing up?" Phil blurted out.

It seemed he had loads to learn about Dan still.

"Er, no but I've learned a lot in the books I've read. And my mother taught me basic math and how to read and things like that. Always preferred reading to math."

"Oh, okay I see," Phil paused as a multitude of questions flooded him.

"I know you've got loads of questions that I should answer."

"Uhm, lets not worry about it now, alright? We should get breakfast. You do want to go with me, right?"

"Yeah, definitely. And let's not fuss with my face till later."

"Sure. After we've had breakfast and stuff I can help you."

Phil used the restroom as Dan put on some proper clothing for the day.

Phil dressed as well, and he felt really awful. He could only imagine how embarrassed Dan was that he had never learned how to properly shave.

He had noticed Dan would sometimes run his hand across his own chin, and thought it to be just something he did while thinking but now he realized that maybe he did it out of insecurity.

At the grocery store, they spent much more time in the meat and deli section than Phil had originally intended.

"Dan, this entire cart is going to be full before we even leave this isle," he laughed. "We really only need a few things from here."

"Okay, I'm sorry. Lead the way, Phil," Dan replied, smiling and looking away from the steak they'd previously been eyeing.

"And we did get a steak, but we'd both get tired of it if we had steak all the time," Phil reasoned.

"You're probably right," Dan said as they turned down another isle.

Needless to say, they'd had an interesting trip to the grocery store.

When they returned to Phil's home, he cooked them up some pancakes as well as sausage and bacon.

"This is really good, thanks Phil."

Phil hummed in response and when they finished their breakfast, he cleared their plates and put them in the sink.

"So, you wanted my help?" Phil asked, trying to be as tactful as possible.

"Yeah," Dan said with a sigh.

"Alright, then come on," Phil gently urged him to follow him to the restroom.

"So because we're both so tall, you can stay stood if you want. It'll be a bit easier for me, anyway."

The bathroom was a bit small, but Phil managed to maneuver around Dan as he got his electric razor out from under the sink.

"So I'm a cheater and I use an electric razor actually."

Dan looked at it as if it might bite his fingers off if he got too close.

"It's completely safe," he assured him, plugging it into the wall. "Here, just watch me."

Dan watched as Phil leaned toward the bathroom mirror and smiled at a few of the funny faces he made as he double checked for any stray hairs.

Phil paused, "This is serious instructional stuff, Dan. No smiling allowed."

Dan grinned even wider and he was glad.

Phil looked down at the sink as he lowered the shaver and made a noise of disgust.

"Looks like I'll be cleaning the bathroom this afternoon. But it needed it. Anyways, it's pretty simple. Go for it, if you want."

"Er, Alright,"

Carefully, Dan began to shave as Phil looked on.

He paused and glanced at Phil, who hummed at him in encouragement.

Once Dan was satisfied with his smooth chin and lowered the electric razor, he looked over at Phil.

"Easy peezy," he said to Dan.

"This is about the strangest thing I've done." Dan said as he turned back towards the mirror in scrutiny. He ran his hands along his chin, and made the same faces Phil had previously made.

"You're telling me," Phil replied, earning a smile from the other man.

Phil looked over at the curly shaggy hair of his companion and suddenly said, "Can I straighten you hair?"

"Huh?"

"Like how I do mine. Can I straighten it with the flat iron?"

"Oh, er, yeah if you'd like to…"

"Okay, I probably need you to sit this time." Phil put his hands on Dan's shoulders and guided him to sit on the toilet seat.

He plugged in the flat iron and turned it on. He leaned against the sink as it heated up.

As they waited for it to heat up and he began to straighten his hair, Phil took the opportunity to ask Dan a few more of the questions that were plaguing him.

So they chatted as Phil had fun taking the flat iron to his hair. When he was done, he ran his fingers through Dan's hair.

"It's a bit long, but I think it looks really nice." He said.

Dan stood and looked in the mirror and went a bit wide eyed. He leaned over the sink like had done when he had shaved. He was rather astonished with the difference.

"Whoa, oh my god, look at me. I look like a different person. Holy crap."

"Yeah," Phil laughed.

"It needs to be cut, but I like it straight." He pushed his hair out of his face and decided to leave it that way for the time being.

"Yeah," Phil agreed. "You've got really healthy hair since you've never done anything with it. You might not believe it when I say that I've been dying mine for years."

"Really?"

"Yeah…" Phil let out an awkward laugh. "I'm naturally ginger."

"No way," Dan said.

Phil hummed and said, "My roots will probably look a bit red soon and I'll have to get it dyed again."

"I really had no idea."

"Well, yeah, I'm a natural red head," Phil chuckled.

"When you go to get it dyed, can I get a hair cut?"

"Yeah, definitely. It'll cost a pretty penny though, so if you'd like to help out…"

"Oh, yeah. Of course."

Dan and Phil had migrated to the living room where they watched Doctor Who for a good part of the day.

At one point after they had eaten lunch, Phil had gotten up and did a bit of tidying in the bathroom, kitchen, and his bedroom while Dan continued to watch the show.

When he finally sat back to join Dan, Dan leaned over and put his head in Phil's lap.

He sighed but teased Dan and said, "Been missing me, have you?"

"Yeah," he smiled.

Phil grinned back and he let his fingers slip between the strands of Dan's soft hair.

"Before it gets too late," Dan began. "Should I go and collect a few things from my sort of house?"

"Er, yeah if you'd like to. If you'd prefer to stay here."

"I'd prefer to stay wherever you'll stay."

"Which is here," Phil supplied.

"Right." Dan said with a smile.

"So yeah, that's fine," he said. "I can give you a bag if you want."

"That'd be helpful."

Dan sat up and Phil stood. He went into his room and got an athletic bag out of the top of his closet. It had an over the shoulder strap and was quite big incase there was a lot he wanted to bring back.

He brought it out to Dan.

"Oh, that's perfect," he grinned and stood to take the bag from Phil.

He had put his boots on and grabbed his jacket while Phil was in the other room.

"All set then?"

"Yeah."

Dan headed towards the door and Phil followed to hold it open for him

"Hey, Dan?" Phil said.

"Hm?" Dan turned on the other side of the threshold to the house.

"Hurry back, okay?" He said quietly.

"Phil," Dan set the bag on the floor and stepped forward to pull Phil into his arms.

Phil took a deep breath, pressing his forehead to Dan's shoulder.

"Is it normal to feel awful when you're only going to be gone for like, less than two hours?"

"It's definitely common among those with a very strong bond."

"I'll hurry back, Phil." Dan said. "But I should go before it gets too late. I'm not the only slightly more than human thing out there."

Phil pulled back from Dan and looked at him in confusion. He figured he'd get an explanation later, and said, "Alright. Be careful then. And er," he hesitated.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

Dan's face broke out in a smile and he picked the bag up off of the floor. "I love you, too."

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