The next morning came up pretty soon and I woke up first. I looked over to Phineas and smiled as I saw him laying in my arms, curled together into a ball and sleeping peacefully. I caressed his cheeks and saw a smile appearing on his face. His smile was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life and I couldn't stare at him enough. After a few minutes, I decided to take a shower anyway. It was Saturday and I knew Phineas and I would be together the entire day. I left the room with my clothes and a towel and closed the door.
As soon as the door shut, Phineas woke up and looked around. The fact that he was only in his pants and still had his tie on reminded him on last night and he blushed slightly. He was so close to sleep with his stepbrother and if he wouldn't have stopped me, it would have happened already. A whole bunch of questions ran through Phineas' mind. "What does that mean? Are Ferb and I... dating? Should I say anything to him?" were just a few of them.
Phineas was lifting up and walked over to the door, peaking his head out of it and looked left and right a few times. Candace walked past our door and saw Phineas' actions.
"What are you doing, Phineas?", Candace asked and looked at him.
"N... Nothing", my brother stuttered back, "Do you know where Ferb is?"
"Blocking the bathroom, why do you ask?", Candace answered.
"Not important...", Phineas replied and went back into the room. He sat onto the bed and grabbed his usual orange-white striped shirt and put it on.
In the same moment, I entered the room, with nothing but a towel wrapped around my hips and one to dry my hair. "Good morning, Phineas", I said as I went on drying my hair.
"Good morning...", he answered and smiled slightly. His blush became even deeper. "Heh... I think you forgot your clothes, hm?"
"No", I answered dryly and put the towel in my hand down, "I always keep them here. But you should know that by now for I am doing that since we're toddlers."
"Oh... yeah...", Phineas replied and looked down onto his hands that he kept between his legs.
I sighed and removed the towel from my hips, putting on my pants quickly. I smirked as I noticed Phineas glance. It was a kind of honor to me that he checked me out like this, but I played it off well enough to walk over to him and stroke his hair, making it go a bit more messy than it already was. "Let's go and get some breakfast, Phin...", I said to him, "Oh... and Phineas?"
The smaller boy looked up to me and it seemed like his eyes became a bit more shiny and he blushed continuously. "Yes?", he replied briefly.
"Keep your nerves straight, okay?", I said and gave him another stroke through his hair. He nodded and soon we went downstairs to sit down onto the family table in the kitchen.
As always, there has been a huge variety of breakfast supplies Phineas, Candace and I could choose from. Pancakes, waffles, cereals and every single kind of morning drinks. Chocolate milk, orange juice, coffee...
Phineas, of course, grabbed first over to his favorite cereals and put some into the bowl in front of him before he poured some milk over it. I watched every action of him before I grabbed some Pancakes myself and put some syrup on top.
The breakfast went on and while Candace was telling us the latest news about Jeremy and how he bought jeans in a whole different color than usual, we were eating and just enjoying the beautiful and sunny morning.
"Phineas?", Mom, I thankfully got used to call Linda like that, spoke to Phineas who seemed to be a bit out of mind today.
The red-head looked up and just answered with a quick "Hm?" to signal her that she has his attention.
"You are so quiet today... is anything wrong?", she asked him.
"No, nothing...", Phineas replied.
I knew exactly what was wrong with him and I could understand his fear. At the moment, Phineas' eyes were readable like an open book.
"Well, if you're sure... I just don't like that red color in your face. Are you sick?", Mom kept asking.
"No, I told you I am fine...", Phineas replied and sighed.
"Phineas...", Dad said, "I think your mother is referring to what we saw at..."
"It wasn't my intention, okay?", Phineas suddenly burst out, "He just kissed me and... and... uh..."
Everyone around the table, including me, looked shocked and surprised at Phineas, who now got up and ran away, leaving us with a short "Oh god..." behind. Mom and Dad both got up at the same time and wanted to go after him, but I stopped them as quickly as I could.
"No, let me talk to him", I told them, "I am his brother, after all. He trusts me." And with those words I disappeared upstairs to our room, the only place where Phineas could hide in. I entered the room and found a crying Phineas laying on his bed. I walked over and sat down onto the corner of the bed and, again, drove my hand through his hair.
He didn't even seem to mind me and went on crying like I've never seen him crying before. Phineas was usually way too proud and optimistic to cry, but this time it was really worse.
"Phineas...", I said and sighed, "I can imagine that you are very confused, aren't you?"
He turned his head to the side, so that I could at least see his eyes, and shook it. Now I finally recognized my Phineas again. He was simply too proud and stubborn to admit that he was confused and helpless.
I laughed slightly at this and caressed his cheek. He closed his eyes for a briefly moment, showing me that he enjoys it. "Phineas, it is okay if you feel confused or if it is all too much for you. I felt like that since beginning of High-School and I know what you're going through at the moment. I can tell you that Mom and Dad probably have no idea what you talked about, so you are not even in trouble..."
"I am awful", Phineas replied and lifted himself up again, now sitting on the bed next to me, "I should make you feel loved and happy like all the couples in the movies are... but instead I just mess things up."
Wow! These words came in a huge surprise. Not only that Phineas was worried he could mess things up between him and me, he also considered us a couple... or compared us to one at least. I wanted to smile like the sun on the brightest summer day, but I hold it back. I didn't want to make Phineas feel I would make fun of him.
"It is okay, Phineas...", I said and hugged him slightly, "If that is the only thing you fear, then it is all going to be okay."
Phineas, now blushing at the closeness, hugged me back and digged his short fingernails into my shirt. "I love you, Ferb... I mean it...", he whispered slightly into my ear.