A Dream come true

Dan's POV

I'm glad Phil responded to me and said he'd hurry up editing. Sometimes it's boring just looking at him but in a way his beauty is captivating. I also like that when he tries not to laugh he bites his bottom lip. It drives me absolutely insane.

Phil placed his laptop down, completely snapping me out of my day dream. Shit. I like daydreaming about Phil.

"So Dan, what's such an issue that you need to pull me away from my career that we can do?" He says, his voice is low and husky and it totally turns me on but I can tell there's a glimer of humor in his eyes and I can tell he's just teasing. I decide to play along.

"Oh, it's just that I missed you so, my dear." I breathe, trying to mimic his previous tone of voice and failing miserably.

We have a habit of going from normal human conversation to total theatre production. I think it's because we've read so many phanfictions where Phil dies. People think I don't see them, but oh do I see them and I also enjoy fantasising about some of the smuttier ones. Phil doesn't know that though and I really hope he doesn't find out any time soon.

"But really though, I'm just so bored" I answered the original question, truthfully, "Plus it's like way past noon and I'm starving."

I pout at him at hope he gets the hint that I want to do things my way.

"So are you implying that I make you food because that's not happening or that we go out for food?" He questions.

"Phil!" I dramatically put my hand onto my heart. "After living here for 2 years and our lack of oven skills I am truly insulted you think I'd ask you to do something as preposterous as cook for me."

Phil giggled awkwardly and then stayed silent. He didn't seem into the idea of going out for dinner.

Shit, have I upset him?

"or we could just get microwave meals" I offered, hoping he'd perk up at the idea of good food in about 20 seconds.

A shy smile made it's way onto Phil's face. It always baffled me why Phil was so awkward around me. We've known each other for years, he's my best friend, why can't he just be himself around me?

Maybe he likes you and he's trying to pluck up the courage.

I quickly dismissed these thoughts from my mind, I couldn't afford to think like that. I'd just get hurt.