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eggs

the feeling of waking up with someone's arms around you was foreign to dan. the blankets were grouped around both of their hips and he smiles as he feels phil's leg wrapped securely around his own. for a minute. he's the 18 year old boy that would've had a panic attack as he felt phil nuzzle his head on his neck and inhale.

the sunlight was spilling in through the thin curtains and the glare clouded dan's vision a little. he twists away from the bright light and feels cool air come from his legs. he had forgotten he was wearing phil's shirt and it had ridden up his thigh. he stretches his hand downward but his hand couldn't reach and he strains a bit.

phil must've felt him struggling and he wakes up. "what's wrong? you need to get up?"

"n-no...i was just cold." dan says quietly, his rough morning voice made his stomach twist.

"oh i'm sorry here..." one of his hands slowly travels across his stomach, down his hip and to his exposed thigh. he pulls the shirt down and the blanket back over him.

dan only exhaled when phil brings his hand back up but this time to play with his curls. he still felt the lingering feeling of phil's fingertips on his bare skin. he didn't know what they were, obivously he liked phil and it showed that phil liked him too even though it seemed he was kind of being careful abut the whole thing.

"am i making you unomfortable?" phil asks as his fingers stop stroking his hair.

dan blinks himself out of his own mind and returns back to the present. "no i just...."

phil moves away from him quickly but he tries to cover it up by yawning and stretching. "well it's fine, anyway we should get up, i'll make breakfast." he leans over to the dresser and grabs his glasses.

dan sits up also and hugs his knees to his chest while phil gets up and fixes his hair in the mirror. he kept looking at how his back flexed as he reaches his arms over his head and stretches agian.

"come downstairs whenever your ready, but i'll be leaving for work soon."

dan's blood runs cold as the door opens and closes. he was to stay here by himself all day with his daughter? how long was he supposed to be gone? when was he coming back?

he sounded like a nagging wife. he gets up and searches through his bag finding some black shorts and putting them on. he would've just walked out with just the shirt but...you know.

he opens the door and the door across from him was still closed. he hears pans clanging downstairs and goes down to see what phil was making.

phil looked really good cooking. the cabinet doors were wide open as he starts the stove and cracks eggs into the skillet.

"i never knew you could cook." dan announces as he leans agianst the wall.
phil looks over his shoulder and eyes him up and down. "you put on shorts."

dan tugs at them. "yea...i figured i should since-"

"goodmorning dad."

he hadn't even heard her coming down the stairs. he practically jumps out her way as she takes a seat at the table and scrolls on her phone. her dark hair was in a messy bun and she wore a set of galaxy pajamas.

"goodmorning sweetheart. i woke up late so i only have time to make eggs before i leave."

"it's fine." she looks at him. "why is your shirt off?"

he almost drops the egg he was cracking. 'what do you mean?"

"i mean why is your shirt off? you always wear a shirt unless you're like...at the gym or mowing the grass."

dan could see how red the back of phil's neck was from where he was standing as he stirs the eggs until they form and then chops them up so they turn scrambled. he turns off the stove and then mutters that he should be getting dressed for work.

as he passes dan. alex gets up and rubs her hands together as she grabs a plate from the open cabinet and helps herself to the warm eggs, even sprinkling some cheese on top.

at least she was comfortable. dan didn't know if he should move to help himself or wait until she was gone to do it.

he must've stood there for a lifetime because phil had come back down the stairs dressed in a crisp blue suit and a brown suitcase.

"okay i'm five minutes late so i have to go. bye!"

"dad wait!" alex yells and she taps her cheek, smiling.

he groans but still has a smile on his face as he runs over and pecks her on the cheek.

dan swears he saw her smirk at him before phil tells them goodbye once again before running out the door.alex gets up instantly the minute his car pulls off and unbuttons her top and strips of her pants to reveal a tank top and short jean shorts. she grabs her sandals by the door and slips them on.

then she turns to dan who was frozen in shock.
"you want me to like you? don't tell dad."

then she leaves too.

dan helps himself to the rest of the eggs.

sorry i've been gone. i've been dealing with family issues.

~alivia