the soft sound of a show playing on the television and phil's heartbeat below dan's ear created for a perfect scene; their legs were tangled together while they enjoyed each other's presence. the feeling of phil's fingers running through his hair was relaxing, so much so it felt as if he could fall asleep at any second.
he immediately woke from his half-asleep daze when phil shifted so they were both on their sides. dan moved up so their noses were touching and they could stare into each other's eyes. phil sighed in content, one of his hands falling down to dan's exposed skin on his waist.
dan moved forward to press his lips against phil's. the kiss was slow and almost lazy from how tired they were but dan didn't mind, he prefers these to the quick and rough.
"can i tell you something?" phil whispered against his lips. dan managed to hum in response somewhere during the kiss, almost forgetting phil even asked him a question at all. neither of them wanted to pull away and quite honestly, phil forgot he said something.
"what did you want to tell me?" dan's pointer finger moved softly against phil's face to trace his features, a smile emerging from the gesture.
"oh, yeah." phil kissed him again but pulled away before dan had the chance to kiss back. "buy some fucking chapstick."
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