#skipper writes

    Their hands were interlocked underneath the blanket, Phil’s thumb rubbing slow, gentle circles on the back of Dan’s hand.    He was talking about his day, probably a new video idea - something about the rain and the postman and his emoji pants.    But Dan wasn’t really picking up the words. He was lost in another world. Rather, two twin worlds.    Two ethereal orbs, blue from a distance...but Dan always looked underneath the surface. Among the sky blues, the colors of wind-blown grass and sunflowers danced - but they held so much more. They told stories of excitement, longing, awe, laughter. They were pools of creativity, truly windows to his soul. They were Dan’s anchors.    Framed by delicate lashes and topped with adorably expressive eyelashes, they were the center of his face. Dan’s personal favorite.    His nose, which Phil said made him look like Voldemort, was also something Dan treasured. Though eskimo kisses were rare between the two, Phil’s nose was perfect for the action. It crinkled and wrinkled when he laughed or smiled, adding the perfect touch to that trademark Phil cheerfulness.    Finally, his lips... The first he’d ever felt comfortable pressing his own to. Well, no, more than comfortable. It felt like home. He tasted like home. They were slightly uneven, pronounced when he let his jaw drop, but to Dan that was even more perfect than symmetry. The bottom lip, thicker than the top, made Dan’s heart flutter whenever Phil bit it. And when they parted to reveal his pearly white teeth, that knee-weakening smile - Dan didn’t know what to do with himself.  “Dan? Did you catch any of that?”    He blinked, caught staring without a single way out. But after a brief pause, he gave a breathy chuckle. “No, I didn’t.”  “W-“  “I was busy.”  “Doing...?”    Dan shook his head, a fond grin bringing out his dimple. He swore his world felt brighter every time he realized Phil was his. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”  “Oh, Dan-“  “Don’t!” he held up a finger. “Don’t say anything. I mean it. You are the most...captivating, stunning being I have ever met. And I’ve been dying to kiss you but you wouldn’t shut up.”  Phil cocked his head to the side (oh God, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips - tugging his heart along too). “...Consider me shut up.”