Well Here's A Surprise

DAN'S POV

It was getting later, and Phil and I were getting tired, so we figured we should call our parents. We wanted to invite them all over for dinner to tell them the news. Nerves were rising into my stomach, and churning it into a knot. If Phil weren't sitting next to me while I Skyped my family, I probably would pass out from anxiety.

I pressed "CALL", and waited. My mum answered almost immediately with a cheery smile. "Hey Mum," I said.

"Hi Mrs. Howell!" Phil called.

"Hey boys! How are you?" She asked.

"We're good! Hey Mum, we were wondering if you wanted to come out here for dinner Friday night. We are inviting Phil's parents too."

"Sure! I think we can. Is something the matter, Dan?" She asked, beginning to look suspicious.

I gulped loudly, and Phil finished for me. "Nothing's the matter, Mrs. Howell, we just want to get our families out here for dinner, and we haven't done that in ages." Phil smiled cheekily into the camera.

"Alright, well we would love to. See you boys Friday night!"

We waved goodbye, and hit END CALL.

"I am so nervous, Phil," I whimpered, still staring at the computer screen.

PHIL'S POV

Dan had just told me he was nervous. I could see it in his face too. He was straight up terrified. I wanted to comfort him, and make him feel okay, but this is all still so new to me. The instinct to tell him of my feelings for him came quick and sudden, but I still don't know what I should and shouldn't say or do. I reached out my arms in an anticipating hug, and he fell into them almost instantly.

"It's okay," I cooed into his ear. "I am nervous too."

We sat like that for quite some time, and then decided to make the call to my family.

"Hi Mum!" I said once she picked up the call.

"Hello Phil! Hi Dan! How are you two?"

"We're alright. Mum, we were wondering if you and dad wanted to come here for dinner on Friday. We invited Dan's parents too." I gave Dan's hand a little squeeze off camera.

"Oh sure! I would be happy to, and I'm sure your dad feels the same."

We chatted for a couple minutes longer, and then said our goodbyes. I closed the computer, and tossed it aside with a huff.

"I guess we have an important dinner to plan, hm Daniel?" I chuckled as I lay my head back against the wall.

"I was thinking some nice wine. Maybe we can drop the news on them once they have had a couple glasses. They might take it better then." Dan giggled as he said it.

I laughed too. "Dan, you know if they love us they will be fine with us, right?"

He made an over-dramatic sigh, and fell down across my lap. "Yeah, I suppose."

His goofy act of affection made me smile, and poked his nose with my finger when he stared at me. What was I going to do with this long haired toddler?

He stretched his arm up to the back of my neck, and pulled me down to him swiftly. He kissed me passionately, and then closed his eyes. Dan opened them a minute later and just whispered, "I love kissing you."

"I love kissing you too," I said as I looked at him with a devilish grin. "But now we have to go shopping. We have to buy and cook a nice recipe for something in two nights, and I am not sure even Delia Smith can save us."

"Philip Michael Lester! You underestimate the power of Delia Smith!" He yelled in mock offense.

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Well Dan was right, it was Friday afternoon, and our Delia Smith inspired chicken dinner was nearly done. Our parents would be arriving any moment, and Dan and I were both frantically pacing the floor. I had lost my confidence for the night, and so had he.

Online people were reacting supportively and happily, and we didn't know if the news had made it to our families yet.

Buzz Buzz

Our heads snapped to the buzzing intercom. We approached it together.

"Hello," we said simultaneously.

It was time. Our families had arrived at the same time. We buzzed them up and waited for the knock at the door.

We were practically shaking all the way to the door, but slapped on relaxed faces as we opened it. Our mums and dads came in, smiling, hugging, and complimenting us on the neatness of our living room.

"Oi, you two had us scared for a moment. We thought you were in trouble," My mum chirped.

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Well, we ate dinner, and the whole evening seemed to rush by until we were all just casually sitting in the living room. Dan and I had specifically chosen to sit next to one another, as we were just waiting for the right time. Finally it seemed to come, as the talking stopped, our time seemed to come.

"Dad, Mum, Mr. and Mrs. Lester, Phil and I kind of have something to tell you," Dan said, inhaling sharply.

Skeptical parent looks came from all of them. It was that look that your parents give when they know you are about to drop something big on them. They were right.

"Well, you see Phil and me…. We are together now." He grasped my hand firmly in his, and I raised out arms.

Shocked looks replaced the skeptical ones.

"You're…Together? Like a couple?" My dad asked, looking dumbfounded.

"Yeah."

"Sorry," Dan's dad started. "It's just, I didn't know either of you were gay…"

"Neither did we," I chimed in. "It came completely as a surprise, but I know how much Dan means to me, and… I know that I love him." I was shocked to hear myself say the words so soon.

"I love him too," Dan whispered, grinning.

They seemed to take it okay. Our dads were slightly less sure than our moms, but when they left they still hugged us and told us they were happy for us. The four of them had scuttled out the door, waving and smiling. Phil and I finally shut the door and put our backs to it.

We looked at each other, grinning like two kids on Christmas morning. Dan's brown hair was perfectly framing his sparkling eyes. I felt like they could make me melt.

"Do you actually love me?" I asked.

"Phil, of course I love you," he whispered. "And you?"

"Never loved anyone more."

I was practically assaulted, pushed up against the door and kissed so passionately. I felt as though he were in a hurry to show me how he felt about me. I smiled against him, kissing him back just as passionately. There was no fight for dominance in the kiss, just two people wanting to express their newfound love.

One of his hands flew to my hair, and the other massaged my neck. My arms instinctively snaked around his waist, and clasped together.

We finally pulled apart after a long time of just kissing each other, and rested our foreheads against each other, just looking into each other's eyes.

Everything felt perfect.

Too perfect?

Okay, there has been a lot of perfect fluff, but can everything stay so perfect? Not really sure how I felt about this one… Please let me know what you think of this story by reviewing! Hopefully I will continue this soon! Okay Bye! ~Lexi~