ART DECO | PHAN

twenty eight.

2/25/17

phil lester felt like they had crossed a barrier.

now that he had felt dan's lips on his, had touched his waist and his face and he knew dan had liked it, he felt... confident. he felt like he was allowed to flirt now, allowed to say and do all the things he had been terrified to do before.

so when dan sat next to him in culture studies, he did something he had wanted to ever since he had first seen him (although he could never had admitted it then).

"hey," he whispered, smiling at him. dan offered him his small nervous smile in response.

phil reached out, taking his hand. he let out a sigh, almost of relief, when their fingers slid together and intertwined like second nature.

"go on a date with me," he mumbled, playing with dan's fingers. he could feel dan's eyes on him.

"w-what?"

phil looked up, meeting his eyes. "do you want to?"

"g-go on a date with you?"

"yeah."

dan blushed, biting his lip, sliding the velvet skin between his teeth. phil was tempted to reach out and thumb it away again, but dan stopped, blushing even darker.

"i... i mean, yes..."

phil beamed. "cool. are you free tonight?"

"y-yes, but..."

"great. i'll pick you up, i know a place you'll really like."

phil didn't really mean to be cutting him off, he was just so excited. it was becoming clear to him how much he actually liked dan, and it was quite a bit.

"okay," dan breathed, playing with his fingers anxiously. phil's heart flipped.

he couldn't wait for that evening.

☞

phil came by his room at seven, running his fingers through his hair to fix it, but actually just ruffling it and making it stick up in strange ways. he sighed, knocking anyways.

dan came to the door after some muffled talking, his cheeks dusted with pink. phil smiled.

"hey..."

dan smiled back timidly. "hi."

"ready?"

dan nodded slowly. "yeah..."

phil licked his lips, holding his hand out, and dan took it. the warmth of his skin was becoming familiar and it made phil's heart flutter.

he led him to his truck (he had gotten what eva had done mostly covered up, and it wouldn't show in the dark anyways). he opened the door for him, used to what eva expected during a date.

dan blushed, chewing on his lip and climbing in.

the restaurant phil wanted to go to was a bit into town, nestled between a flower shop and where the land curved upwards in a sloped hill. he had only gone there once with eva, but she hadn't liked it, and phil hadn't tried again.