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A brief, somewhat awkward silence ensued, but Dan soon spoke, plowing through the potential tension. "So. Uhhhh... Want to watch a film?"

Phil nodded. "That'd be great. Got anything in mind or...? I mean, I'd rather not see any lovey ones at the moment, cause, well-" He broke off abruptly. "Y'know."

Dan gave a half smile out of sympathy, and as if it required some great effort, pushed himself off the couch with both arms. "Yeah, no, of course. I'm in the mood for an action-y thing anyways."

With that he walked over to the DVD shelf, flipping through the boxes with a sense of urgency that Phil didn't quite understand. He couldn't place a reason for Dan to be that way.

Dan couldn't really understand why either. Normally when people were sad around him, he would just pat their shoulder or try to comfort them, which ultimately always made the situation worse.

But something about the look on Phil's face earlier; it was not so much a facial expression as it was a mask of hurt. It was the kind of pain that would linger in a room for a while, like cigarette smoke in a closed space: drifting aimlessly around, thickening the air, subtly pissing everyone off.

In short, simple terms, Phil was upset and Dan couldn't have it anymore.

"How about..." He said as his eyes scanned the boxes, then pulled one out and spun around, holding it up for Phil's approval. "... The Avengers?" He smiled in a way that looked to be somewhere between forced and genuine. More than anything else, hopeful, like a kid tugging on their mom's sleeve, begging for something they don't really think they'll get.

My god, you're adorable, Phil thought, smiling back at Dan. "Perfect."

Dan pulled his fist down in the universal gesture for "Yessssss!" and went off to fiddle with the video player. Which was obvious and normal and necessary and everything- and then Dan had to go and bend over.

Honestly, this was hardly ever a problem for Phil anymore. He and Dan lived together. It certainly wasn't as if Phil had never looked at Dan's ass before. They'd seen each other naked, for Christ's sake. But it was Friday night and Phil had just gotten dumped and it was safe to say that Dan looked better in sweatpants than any human being should be physically capable of, and his hormones were in overdrive for some reason and just like that, Phil found himself staring.

Come on, Phil, don't look. Stop that, you sillyface! Dan will eventually notice. Yeah, like he noticed the other hundred times. Okay, never mind. Just... don't look don't look don't look don't look don't look don't l- darn it.

Snapping back to the world that was not exclusive to his roomate's butt, Phil too pushed himself off the couch with both arms. He figured it best to busy himself, distract himself. "Hey, do we have any popcorn left? I'm starving."

Dan dramatically faux-gasped at Phil, hardly looking up from the video player. "Starving? You poor, deprived soul. Top shelf of the pantry. Back left."

Relieved to have something to do, Phil turned away and limbered over to the cupboard, clumsily retrieving the popcorn from its aforementioned position. He was just beginning to tear at the edges of the plastic overwrap when a rather distressed voice behind him half-shouted, "Fucking tits!".

Phil was so startled he just about dropped the popcorn. He wheeled around on the ball of his foot to see the cause of the distress. "Language, Daniel!" Phil scolded. "What's wrong?"

"Fucking tits," Dan said again, this time an annoyed mutter. "Sorry. The DVD player has decided that it hates me, and thus refuses to work for us." He exhaled visibly. "Mind if we just use your laptop?"

Phil thought about it for a moment. Hmm, me and Dan alone in a dark room, obligated to sit very, very close together.
"No problem." He said nonchalantly.
This could be... interesting.

I'm really dragging it out, aren't I? Well, calm down, my lovelies. Phan shall joyously occur next chapter. And I know I say it a lot, but honestly, I really do appreciate feedback. It only takes a minute to leave a review, and it absolutely makes my day to hear from you. Seriously, it means a lot that you've put up with me this long.
Till next time!
- Madi