Why?

The Trip

DAN'S POV:

As we ended the show, Phil and I were getting ready to go, we really needed vacations. I was so exhausted, and I could tell the same about Phil. Phil was the one that needed them the most. He had been restless for days, he had been having nightmares, he says he feels something bad is going to happen but he doesn't know what, he explained to me that every time his dream is getting to the bad part is when he wakes up screaming, that moment is when I go up to his room and lay down next to him trying to comfort him. In the end, we both fall asleep, me with Phil in my arms.

He always waked up with a smile in his face, yet his eyes showed the concern of the frequency the nightmares had. He pretended to be relaxed, every time the stress building up. I just kind of played with his hair trying to relax him, and it slightly worked. I hummed some lullabies to calm him down.
As he turned around his back facing me, I spoke breaking the silence.

"Hey Philly, do you want some toast?" I waited for a response, "Philly?"

All I heard was a soft "Hmm."

"I said if you want some toast and coffee?" His body kind of flinched in a good way when the word coffee left my mouth.

"Mhm!!" I just heard his muffled and excited answer.

I slowly stood up, not wanting to leave the warmness of Phil's body, but I wanted him to be happy and I knew coffee and toast made him happy. So I grabbed my robe put it on and went to the kitchen to start the coffee machine.  I started to place the bread in the toaster, then I suddenly remembered that I hadn't booked the tickets to Florida and I had to do it before the weekend. I cheked the date, one more day till Saturday, I thought to myself. I still had like 48 hours to book them so I relaxed.

Ding! I heard the toaster ring, and the coffee was ready, but I couldn't move. I didn't realise that I had zoned out for a while and time had passed by, and that smell of something burning was what brought my mobility back and my mind back to reality.

"Bloody hell Daniel! You burned the toast again.." My sleepy voice echoing in my head as I mumbled to myself. I sighed, taking the burnt toast out, being careful on not burning myself. Well at least Philly can sleep a bit longer.  The thought if him sleeping longer made me smile. I again placed the toast in the toaster and this time I tried not to zone out.

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I balanced the tray with the toast and the coffee on one hand and tried not to spill the coffee, while with my free hand I opened the door. "Philly! I am back in with your coffee!!!" I said in a singing voice. Again as he heard the word coffee he quickly sat up in bed and smiled, this time his positive frown reaching his eyes.

As I placed the tray on his lap, I blushed a little, the reason being that his face was really close to mine...I really desired to kiss his soft lips...but I had to control myself. I had to wait for the right moment, we both knew we had the same feelings for each other. There was no needed to speak, as actions spoke stronger than words themselves. I noticed him staring, and leaning in a bit. My natural reaction was to lean in too. When I least expected it, my lips were crashed against Phil's soft and rossy lips. I tried to be careful on not dropping the coffee because it would hurt Phil badly. I just parted away.

"Philly, not now, eat and drink, you need some food in your body..." I said turning away from him to hide my blush.
"Anyway, hurry! I'm taking you out to dinner, I have a surprise for you!" He stopped drinking the coffee.

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PHIL'S POV:

NO WAY! He is already a step ahead from me! I wanted to be the one! I know what he's going to do!  UGH! Why is he doing me this to me!

"Uh, okay!" I smiled, "I'll be ready by then!" He smiled softly and walked away.

"Well, I'll be in the shower if you need me!" And with that he walked off to the washroom.

I ate all the toast first because I loved how he made the coffee and I really wanted to savour it. I took slow sips from the mug, tasting every single flavour in that hot liquid, from the coffee beans to the vanilla extract in that coffee cream. And from then on I got lost in my coffee. I know it sounds silly, but I do this every time he makes coffee. I was taking the last sip when Dan came in, "Are you ready Phil?"

I placed the tray on my night stand, swinging my legs to the side of the bed. "Nop, not yet" I stood up and walked towards my dresser looking for my blue plaid shirt and other pair of black jeans.

"Turn around, don't look at me I'm going to change" I told him as he turned to face the wall. I quickly undressed and dressed again in my clean clothes. I sat on the edge of the bed, and placed my shoes on, stood up again and walked to Dan.

"I'm ready"

"Let's go"

We walked out heading to the restaurant.