Phil was having trouble staying calm and collected. He was walking alongside the prettiest man he had ever met, who had just confessed his love, and all that Phil could do was gaze longingly at every inch of him.
How was this boy, who had only minutes ago been crying into his shoulder, managed to throw on a crumpled button up and become the most beautiful person Phil had ever seen. His hair could use a bit of work though.
"Dan, just stay still a sec,"
Phil did the best he could. Dan's curls were atrocious today, but by the end of it Dan was looking half decent. Phil dropped his hands and Dan took one of them, swinging it as he walked.
"Thanks,"
"It's fine, I didn't want to walk with someone who looks like they just emerged from a thorn bush,"
Dan laughed at that, and Phil blushed. Dan pretended that he didn't notice, but Phil noticed a smattering of pink over his cheeks.
Phil pointed out a small cafe on the corner, and they peered in through the window. Empty except for one barista. Dan opened the door, pulling his hand away as they entered. They found a table and sat down opposite each other and began studying their menus. Phil snuck occasional glances up at Dan, who always looked away whenever he looked up. They ordered their drinks-a coffee and a hot chocolate- and sat in a comfortable silence. Phil pulled out his phone and tweeted something about an upcoming video that he'd had no prior intention of making. He looked up to see Dan staring dreamily at him, head propped up on his hands. He quickly looked away, biting his lip. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut short by the barista returning with their drinks. Phil put his hand on the table as he paid. Dan put his on top. Phil flinched slightly at the sudden contact, but Dan didn't retract his hand. They sat there, sipping their drinks, Phil felt Dan's hand getting warmer throughout. Once the two cups were empty, Phil sat back in his chair, trying to pull his hand away from Dan. He couldn't. Dan was scrolling on his phone, looking casual enough, except for his tensed arm.
He looked up and smiled mischievously. There was a trace of coffe foam on his upper lip.
"Shall we go back?"
"Sure,"
Dan slammed the door behind him. He searched the cupboard for any remaining chocolate. He was successful. Just as he began unwrapping it, Phil tapped his shoulder. Dan looked round, stuffing the chocolate into his pocket.
"You can't have any."
"Have any what?"
"Oh, ok," Dan still put a hand in his pocket, guarding his secret treasure. He knew how quickly Phil could snatch something from him, "What's up?"
Phil giggled, "You've got coffee on your top lip,"
"Oh!" Dan stuck his tongue out, trying to reach his upper lip, "Is it gone,"
"No, it's up a bit, to the left." Phil sighed, "Just... Let me do it."
He grabbed a cloth and ran it under a tap. The cloth was cold and Dan recoiled from his touch.
"Dan! Stay still or I'll film this and post it!"
This didn't stop Dan, he kept wriggling until Phil grabbed the back of his head, holding him still. He scrubbed on his face, Dan freezing up at his touch. Phil finished, breathing out slowly through his nose. The air was warm as it brushed past Dan's face, he nearly leaned into it, savouring this moment of closeness. Phil's gaze had moved up to his eyes, no longer studying his lip, instead pulling Dan into his eyes. Phil opened his mouth, but decided against it, instead biting his lip in the most seductive fashion, to Dan at least. Suddenly, he was moving. Phil rushed forward, steadying Dan's head with his hand. Their lips collided, and Dan had to put his hands on the counter to steady himself. The kiss was gentle at first, but it changed as soon as Dan's mouth was open. Phil's tongue reached into his mouth, and he hooked an elbow around Dan's neck. For once, Dan didn't recoil, instead meeting Phil's tongue with his own. He tasted sweet, like sugar and all good things. Dan explored further, discovering more tastes, syrup and chocolate and hope. Just when he thought Phil was done, he moved his hands down to his hips, a few warm fingers under his shirt, rubbing the small off his back. Dan pulled away, gasping for breath. They fell apart, Phil nearly falling onto the table. Dan felt the edge of the counter digging into his back, but he was so enveloped in bliss that he barely noticed. He never wanted the taste of Phil out of his mouth, never wanted another taste in his mouth again. Phil took a bit out of something. Dan put a hand in his pocket, finding it empty.
"Thanks for the chocolate,"
"Hey!" Dan lunged forward, managing to break off a few squares.
Phil dodged and ran back to his room, slamming the door behind him. Dan attempted to push it open, but Phil was evidently leaning on the other side. Dan stayed still for a minute, trying to silence his breath. He felt the wight of Phil's body disappear, but he waited a moment longer before barging through the door.
Dan fell into the room, red in the face. Phil lay gracefully on his bed, nibbling a piece of chocolate. He tried to keep his cool, why was he nervous anyway? Dan had already said he liked him, maybe it was habit. Phil looked Dan in the eyes, daring him closer. He took the bait, jumping on Phil and grabbing the chocolate. Phil wrapped his legs around him and rolled over, pinning Dan down. Phil sat on his chest and snatched the chocolate. He ate as slowly as he could, torturing Dan. He held the last piece between his teeth and raised an eyebrow. Phil leaned forward and Dan did the same, gingerly approaching Phil's mouth. Eventually, he snatched it away, and pushed Phil off of him.
"Dan, can I tell you a secret?"
"I can't promise I'll keep it."
"Oh, but it's a really good!"
Dan sweeped his hair out of his eyes,
"Is that so? Well now I'm intrigued."
"I need your utter confidentiality,"
"Of course," Dan studied his nails, "Just get on with it,"
"Well, well I like you too,"
Dan's head shot up,
"What was that?"
"I like you too Dan,"
A smile lit up Dan's face, and Phil thought he could see tears in Dan's eyes,
"Really?"
"Well, yeah," Phil scratched behind his ear, "Didn't you ever wonder why I haven't dated anyway in all the years we have lived together,"
"No, I thought you had your eye on someone else or something,"
Phil smiled at Dan. He looked so out of place in this colourful room. Phil hooked a finger into his belt loop and dragged Dan towards him, making sure that he didn't knock the lamp over. He tapped his nose, making a little boop noise as he did it.
"You're so cute!"
Dan bit back a retort and sighed heavily. He lay his head on Phil's shoulder, his hair tickling his neck.
"I love you Phil,"
"I love you too,"
THE END
