Cuddles, Kisses and Emo Fringes
Phil was usually the touchy one, despite being the little spoon to Dan’s big spoon. But tonight, Phil wants to try being the big spoon for once.
A/N: This is by far the fluffiest thing I’ve ever written.
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It was no secret Phil was quite a touchy person. He’d often pat his friends’ backs repeatedly out of excitement or annoyance; he’d hug his family members in anything from quick embraces to long, bear hugs; and he'd always make sure to kiss his mum on the cheek before he'd leave at the end of his visits.
But some touches, were only for Dan.
He did all of the above to Dan, of course. He’d pat his back and give him big hugs and peck kisses to his cheek. But there were some touches that were reserved for Dan.
Not just the obvious, like the slow hands caressing Dan’s body or the lips that found themselves on more places than just Dan's lips. With them, things weren’t always sexual, and that’s how they preferred it a lot of the time. Cuddles were better than kisses, anyway.
It was the soft knuckles brushing against Dan's; something Phil would find himself doing when he felt anxious and needed that physical reminder that Dan was there.
It was the knees touching each other underneath the table when they were in public and couldn't sit as close as they wanted to; something only very close friends would pick up on but never mention.
It was the way he'd let his head fall on Dan's shoulder while they watched TV, feeling at ease by Dan's side.
It was the little shoulder bumps as they scurried around the kitchen making breakfast and the comforting hand on Dan’s thigh when his boyfriend was feeling down and the countless times he’d reach gentle fingers into Dan’s face to remove stray eyelashes.
It was the way he’d hug Dan from behind and initiate tickle fights and boop Dan’s nose with any object he could get his hands on.
So, when it came time to go to sleep and they’d join in each other in bed, Phil would always feel a bit antsy when Dan instinctively wrapped his arms around him. He felt calm and safe in Dan’s warm embrace, but antsy nonetheless.
Dan was a natural. First, he’d drape his arm loosely over Phil, giving his boyfriend a minute to settle into bed. Then he’d scoot a bit closer to Phil so their bodies were touching and squeeze his arm firmly around Phil’s waist. Finally, he’d nuzzle his nose into the back of Phil’s neck, humming contently as they drifted off to sleep.
But, Phil was the touchy one, so when he was proven wrong by Dan being the ultimate big spoon - providing him with the softest and sweetest cuddles - Phil would always feel a tad lost.
Where do his arms go? What does he do with his hands without having Dan to touch? What does he do with his lips without Dan to kiss?
Phil lay there, feeling a bit uncomfortable, despite being extremely comfortable in Dan's arms.
“Can we switch?” Phil suddenly asked.
“Hmm?” Dan questioned sleepily.
“Can I be the big spoon?” Phil asked, trying to sound assertive but it came out a bit sheepish.
“Umm, okay.” Dan said as he rolled over and let Phil wrap an arm around his waist. Dan melted into the touch, as usual.
Phil secured his arm around Dan’s waist and pressed his body against his boyfriend’s, letting his face snuggle into Dan’s shoulder and hooking his leg around Dan’s leg.
He was doing it. He was finally the big spoon.
Since the day they met, Dan had designated himself as the big spoon and Phil was too lovestruck to object. Besides, he did like being in Dan’s embrace and he did make plenty of moves in order to touch Dan. He’d claw at him like the closet furry he was, playfully bite his shoulder because the thought of being a vampire intrigued him, let his head fall in Dan’s lap as they laughed, and he - on more than that one documented occasion - found reasons to tackle Dan to the floor. But later in the night when it came time to go to sleep, Phil somehow always found himself in Dan’s arms.
But tonight, he was happy to finally have Dan in his arms.
“Phil?” Dan suddenly said.
“Hmm?” Phil let out in response, finally ready to fall asleep.
“We need to switch.” Dan told him.
Phil shot his eyes open. “What? Why?” he asked.
“Because your arm is pressing into my hip and your nose is stabbing my shoulder and God knows what your leg is doing.” Dan complained lightheartedly as he maneuvered himself out of Phil’s embrace and sat up a bit to look at him. That’s when he noticed the frown. “What’s wrong?” he then asked.
Phil sighed. “I just wanted to be the big spoon for once.”
“Why? I thought you liked when I cuddled you.” Dan said.
“I do; I definitely do.” Phil reassured him. “But... I like touching you.”
Dan looked at him. “Well, you do.” he said. “The reason I like cuddling you is because I get to feel your whole body against mine. I get to feel your neck against my lips and feel you fall asleep in my arms. Every part of you touches me when I cuddle you.” he said and Phil smiled. “Plus, I’m sorry to say... you just aren’t as good of a cuddler as I am.” he then said, causing Phil’s jaw to drop.
“I did good!” Phil told him. “I did everything you always do!”
“No, you didn’t!” Dan said as he started to laugh.
Phil had it with his boyfriend at this point and did the only thing he knew he was good at.
“Rawr!” Phil let out as he tackled Dan down to the bed, letting his hands claw at his chest and his teeth nibble at Dan’s neck.
“Get off me, rat!” Dan said, though he couldn’t help the giggles that escaped his lips, followed by a fond smile as he looked up at his boyfriend. “God, did I fall down a wormhole into 2009?” he asked.
“Awrf.” Phil said with a nod.
“All right, I’ll go get the cherry lube out.” Dan said as he attempted to get up, but was stopped by his giggling boyfriend.
“Much like our shaggy, emo fringe, that is something that can stay in 2009.” Phil told him.
“Says the guy who still has his emo fringe!” Dan said.
“I’ve trimmed it!” Phil fought and the two laughed, Phil letting his head fall into Dan’s chest like the old days.
He rolled off Dan and curled into his side, allowing Dan to wrap an arm around him and kiss his head.
“I guess you are the better cuddler.” Phil said, giving in to Dan’s incredible cuddles.
“I know I am.” Dan said before rolling them both over and cuddling Phil to sleep.