You are awake long before your alarm rings or the sun even creeps through your curtains. You just recently moved to London and this is you first free day. You planned this day weeks ago and are more than excited it finally came. You jump out of bed and take a quick shower, before picking out a cute outfit. You just finished having breakfast, when your phone rings. It is your best friend and colleague. You wanted to spend the day with her at the London Zoo and already bought tickets, but as you pick up your phone you immediately realise it is not going to happen. Her voice sounds extremely husky and you can hear that her nose is clogged. "Y/N? I'm so sorry, I'm afraid I have to cancel our plan for today. My alarm just woke me up and I think I'm actually going to die." She says dramatically. You try to hide your disappointment. "Oh, honey. It's ok, just stay in bed and make yourself a hot tea and read a nice book. We can go another time." You say trying to sound cheerful. "No, no. You should still go. We already bought the tickets and it would be a shame if you didn't go. Have a nice day and make a lot of photos. Or even better...videos! You can record yourself and tell all of your weird animal facts and when I'm better we can watch the video together. Please go."
Two hours later you're walking through London Zoo. Amazed you walk around, almost forgetting you promised your friend to film. As it is a weekday and still pretty cold, the Zoo is empty and quiet, which you enjoy. You enter the reptiles and amphibians house and film yourself pointing at different snakes while giving questionable facts about them. You are completely alone in there and get quiet playful while filming. You end up in front of a glass and read the sign next to it. "Ok, so this is the world famous skink." You giggle holding the camera to film the small lizard behind the glass. "Aaaand...well...oh god, I think I'm out of weird animal facts." You admit.
"Well, skinks can shed their tails if they are attacked by a predator." You jump, surprised by the sudden voice next to you. You turn around to find a tall pale boy standing next to you. He gives you an insecure smile, that you find really cute and you are caught by his bright blue eyes. You take a few moments before you recognize him. "Phil?" You ask even more surprised than before. "It's me, Y/N." you add after you see his confused look. A smile brightens his face as he recognizes you too. "Oh my god, Y/N, that's crazy. It's been years! How are you?" he replies sounding really happy. You give him a tight hug and tell him, that your fine and you recently moved to London. You never imagined you would meet Phil here today. You went to school together but lost contact after graduating and now he completely unexpected appears inside the reptile house. You can't help but regocnize how handsome he looks. You end your little small talk and Phil unsure what to do next stands in front of you, looking slightly uncertain and putting his thumbs inside the pocket of his jeans while twisting his hands. You recognize the gesture, it's an old habit he already used to do in school. You always liked Phil, maybe even more than you'd like to admit and are really happy to see him again, so you spontaneously decide to spend the rest of the day with him. You take a few steps backwards not breaking eye contact with him until you reach the next animal. "Well, Phil" you say smiling "what interesting fact can you give me about the..." you take a quick look at the sign, before looking back into his beautiful blue eyes "about the fire salamander?" He gives you another cute smile and immediately catches your hint. He walks over to you to look at the small salamander behind the glass. "Well, Y/N, they are actually half made of fire." He says trying to sound serious. You start laughing brightly. "That's not true." You manage to press out in-between your laughs. He joins your laughter and you find yourself thinking that it is the sweetest thing you ever heard.
In unspoken agreement you continue your day at the Zoo together, telling each other weird and false animal facts, joking around and catching up on each other's life. You really enjoy his company. Talking with him is easy as you seem to naturally click. You are really impressed by all the things he achieved in his life and you can clearly see how happy he is, but can't help and wonder why he came to the Zoo alone.
"Phil, I don't want to offend you, but why are you here alone today? What about that Dan guy you are living with?" you ask after a few moments of silence between the two of you.
"I actually enjoy coming here by myself. I just love looking at the animals. It helps me relax and forget the real world for a bit." He explains. "But what about you? Why didn't your boyfriend come with you?" You let out a little giggle. Did he actually just smoothly asked you if you have a boyfriend? "Well, if I had a boyfriend, he surely would have joined me, but no. I wanted to go with my best friend, but she got really sick overnight and since we already had the tickets I went alone." You say still smiling about his smooth move.
"I'm sorry about that, but, hey, on the bright side, we met again after all those years, which I think is really cool." He admits, sounding quiet cheerful. He gives you a cute little side smirk and you involuntarily smile back. You go and look at the tigers and the gorillas and decide to watch the Bird Show together. It is really impressive seeing all these huge birds flying around, but as one of the eagles flies right over your head, you jump and squeak frightened. Phil protectively puts an arm around you, asking if you are ok. You nod and realize that you definitely don't mind Phil holding you close to him. You try to focus on the rest of the show, but the feel of Phil's hand lying on your back, slightly pulling you close to him, makes it kind of heart. You can feel your heart start racing and your skin gets really warm. You try to calm down to avoid starting to blush. Faster than you want, the show comes to an end and Phil removes his arm from your side. You continue your way through the Zoo, trying to avoid the inevitable end of your day together, but in the end you find yourself back at the entrance. You awkwardly walk through the exit and stand on the street to say goodbye. Phil puts his thumbs in his pockets again and he quickly mumble something that you can't understand.
"Sorry, I didn't quite catch that." You apologetically say and smile at him to encourage him.
"I was just wondering, if...you know...so there is this really good café not far from here and I was wondering if you wanted to grab a coffee. Only you want and have time." He stutters, fiddling his black hair. Your smile gets brighter with every word and you agree, happy that he seemingly enjoys spending time with you. He smiles back at you obviously relieved you quickly agreed to his idea. Still a little insecure he points in the direction you need to go and you follow his lead. You silently walk next to each other, both smiling about the kind of weird situation. When you reach the café Phil holds the door open for you shyly smiling at you and you both chose a seat in the back of the café. The time runs and the sun slowly fads as you sit for hours talking, joking around and relieving old school memories. You don't want to leave, but just stay and keep on talking to Phil and watch him laugh about your jokes and stories. You've never seen something as beautiful as his blue eyes when they light up while he is laughing or his cute dorky smile. But it is getting quite late and you have no other choice. Phil offers to walk you to the station and you gladly take it, feeling a lot safer walking through the dark with him by your side. As you walk past a group of seemingly tipsy guys, he grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him. You can feel your heart racing again and your cheeks start to feel hot. You know that you probably blushed and are grateful for the darkness to cover it. He continues walking not letting go of your hand and you are not going to complain. His hand is warm and soft and you can feel his fingers unobtrusively trying to caress the palm of your hand. You feel a wave of disappointment when he lets go of your hand as you reach the station. You say your goodbyes, protracting the moment, when Phil takes a step forward and kisses you. It's a sweet, short and innocent kiss, leaving you yearning for more. He takes a step back and looks at you. His cute insecure smile from this morning is back and you again find yourself getting caught in his blue eyes, which are glowing in the light of a street lamp. You smile back at him, take his and whisper "I would really like to see you again."
He lets your fingers slide between his. "I would like that too." He whispers even quieter than you, now smiling more confident. You stand a few seconds in silence, enjoying the feeling of your intertwined fingers and the sweet feeling his lips left on yours.

You wake up the next morning to a message from Phil. It's a weird combination of emoji's that is probably supposed to say 'Good morning'. You smile and your body tingles at the thought of him thinking about you. You reply with some emoji's too and quickly get ready for work. You have a hard time concentrating on your tasks and the time just seems to go incredibly slow, but you eventually make it to your lunch break and decide to go to the Asian Restaurant across the street. As you leave the building you see Phil standing on the street, holding a single pink rose.
"What are you doing here?" you ask with a big smile. "I knew you had a break and I thought that maybe we could have lunch together." He says, handing you the rose. "I saw these on my way here and it reminded me of you." He ads shyly. This was one of the nicest gestures that anyone has ever done for you. There was no reason, no special occasion for him to buy; he just did it because he thought of you. You carefully take the rose and hug Phil tightly. He happily takes you into his arms and holds you close. He tenderly places a kiss on your forehead, before taking your hand and leading you to the restaurant. Your break is over way too quickly, but since tomorrow is Friday you decide to invite Phil over to your apartment after work. You leave the restaurant together and you feel like tomorrow night can't come quickly enough. But you manage to make it through the days and you just finished putting on your dress for the evening, when the door bell rings. You open it and without hesitation fall into Phil's arm. He giggles and pulls you closer. He lifts you up a bit and turns in circles with you, making you laugh and your dress twirl. He puts you back on your feet and gives you a bright smile. You take his hand and lead him into the lounge. Phil sits down on the sofa next to you and places his hand softly on your cheek. "I'm so happy we're spending the evening together. I was so excited all day and I felt like the time just wouldn't pass." He admits with a sweet smile. You know exactly how he feels, your tummy was aching the whole day and you felt restless until a few minutes ago. Phil's hand still lies on your cheek, leaving a pleasant trace of warmth. He looks into your eyes and you are again caught by his. Their blue reminds you of the Caribbean ocean and you slowly drown in them as if they were water. You are saved by a kiss. Phil places his lips on yours, more passionate than at your first kiss but still soft and sweet. You tenderly grab his neck and run your fingers through his soft black hair. He carefully lets his tongue slide through his lips searching its way to yours. You slightly open your mouth and let your tongue meet his, tightening your grip around his neck. He puts his free hand on your waist and pulls you closer to him. Out of breath he gently breaks away from you and shyly smiles at you as if he is surprised by his outburst of passion. But you are not going to complain, his kiss left you yearning for more. You can still feel his touch on your cheek and waist and the warmth of his lips on yours.
Phil clears his throat. "Do you want to watch the movie we picked?" he mumbles, still looking shyly at you. "Yes, of course. The food is already in the oven, but it still takes a few minutes." You quickly answer. His sweet and innocent way was something you always liked about him, but something inside you wanted to discover more of the dark sexual side he just showed. You start the movie and Phil puts his arm around you and takes your hand as you sit back on the sofa. You lean your head against his shoulder and enjoy the closeness, trying to ignore the desire still burning inside you. The movie ends, but the two of you keep on starring at the screen, not moving an inch. "Phil?" you whisper after a few minutes of silence, taking your head of his shoulder. He looks at you curiously and removes his arm from your shoulder to grab your other hand to. "I was wondering, would you like to stay the night?" you ask whispering. He looks surprised and a bit confused. "Are you sure? I mean, of course, I would love that. It's just..." he stutters. He takes a few deep breaths and stays quiet for a moment, as if he as rearranging his thoughts. "Look, I'm sorry if my behavior from earlier gave you the feeling like you have to do this. I don't want to rush you into anything. I really like you and I want to be with you, but you can take all the time you need." You involuntarily start to grin. This was the reason he backed down earlier and was so restrained while watching the movie. He simply cared too much about your feeling and was afraid he rushed things between you. You take his head in your hands and kiss him softly. "You giant dork! You're not rushing me. I really like you too and I want to be close to you and feel your body next to mine and wake up with you lying next to me. So don't worry, you did nothing wrong." You lean your head against his, your hands still lying on his cheeks and repeat giggling "You giant dork." Phil joins your giggling and takes your hand from his cheeks to hold them. He looks into your eyes and softly caresses your cheek. "I would love to stay the night. I feel so comfortable around you and I'm happy you seem to feel the same way." And then he kisses you again like he did before, only this time he isn't restraining himself anymore. You happily respond, pulling yourself closer to him, grabbing his arms and pressing your lips hard against his. He playfully bites your lip and his kisses are filled with passion and a longing desire. After all still waters really seem to run deep.
You slowly break away from the kiss and stand up, pointing at your back. You turn around and he carefully unzips your dress. His hands move to your shoulder and slowly remove the straps of your dress. You fell the fabric sliding down your body, leaving you in your underwear. You can feel Phil's glance lingering on your body. You turn around and grab his shirt to pull him onto the sofa with you. He follows your lead and lies down on top of you, resting his weight on his arms. You take a moment to look into his eyes before kissing him. His reaction is passionate and longing. His hands are in your hair and his lips are pressed hard against yours. Your body is filled with a yearning desire. You want to feel his skin on yours, so you fiddle his shirt. He catches the hint and pulls of his shirt in a quick motion, before he continues kissing you. You let your hands wander from his neck to his shoulders and down his back. You stop at his prominent shoulder blades and admire the muscles shifting under his skin as he moves on top of you. Phil presses his body against yours and you are overwhelmed by the feeling of soft skin against yours and you slip out a little moan. You put your legs around Phil's waist and he presses his crotch against you, making you realize you want his black jeans gone right now. You move your hands softly over his body until you reach his waist and start to unbutton his jeans. Phil lifts his body a bit to make it easier for you and quickly pull down his jeans as far as you can. Phil helps you and impatiently kicks the jeans from his feet. He kneels in front of you and admiring looks at you, tracing the curves of your body with his eyes. You carefully observe him while slowly taking your bra of. He forcefully bites his lip, a move you never imagined seeing him do, but the further you go the more you reveal another hidden side of him. You grab his boxers and pull him down on top of you again, but now you can feel his hard member pressing against you as he moves. You start to move your hips in a steady rhythm, pressing you delicate area against his cock harder each time. Phil moans in between two kisses, his voice sounding deep and husky. The sound of his moans ignites your passion. You start moaning along with him. Phil takes a deep breath to calm himself. "You can always say stop." He reassures you quietly. You don't bother to answer and just kiss him, while again letting your hands slide to his shoulder blades. Before you know it you can feel Phil pulls down your pants. He struggles as he reaches you knees, making you giggle. He sits up and smiles. You quickly help him pulling down your pants and carelessly throw them on the floor. You grab his boxers and pull them down slowly, enjoying the look of impatience in his eyes. His hard member springs free and Phil sinks back on top you. He carefully and gently slides inside you. Your skin tingles and a feeling of pleasure spreads inside you. As his full length is inside you he starts thrusting. Your hips involuntarily start to much in sync with his and you moan, while forcefully grabbing his shoulder blades. Your sex is passionate and Phil has lost all of his innocent. You start moving your hips faster and he picks up your rhythm. You both come at the same time. Phil's moans almost turned into a growl as he climaxes. Exhausted Phil sinks on the sofa next to you and locks you in his arms. You rest your head next to his and gently caress his upper arm, while your breath slowly calms down.
"You ok?" Phil mumbles after a few moments. "I never felt happier." You simply reply. Phil tenderly kisses your forehead and it is the last thing you know before you fall asleep inside his arms.
Phil slammed his door and furiously yelled through the wall. It's been a long time since he last was this angry, but Dan really went too far this time. "You fucking knew it and did it anyway! You fucking selfish idiot." Phil voice cracked with anger and he punched the wall to get it out of his system.
"I literally did nothing. Nothing happened. If you like her too, just make a god damn move but if you don't, you can't blame me if I do." He hears Dan yelling, followed by the slamming of his own door.
The following silence is louder than any screaming could ever be. It rustles in Phil's ears and fills his head. His cheeks feel hot and his heart is racing, rushing adrenaline through his blood. The silence last for the next couple hours. No music, no noises from the TV and no sound of someone pacing around comes through the thin walls. When Phil finally hears some rumbling in Dan's room, he chooses to ignore it. He suddenly hears a knock on his door. He keeps on starring at his furby, acting like he didn't hear, when Dan knocks again. "Phil? Can I come in?" His voice is calm and relaxed. Phil let's out a groan that could mean 'Yes' just as much as 'No', but Dan decides to go with yes and simply enters the room. Phil is lying on his bed, stoically looking out of the window. Dan just sits next to him and puts a hand on his shoulder. "Listen, I'm sorry. I know this is a shitty situation neither of us has ever experienced before, but I really like Y/N and I could no longer just swallow my feelings. I mean we've been discussion and fighting in secret over her for months now. It was about damn time one of us did actually try to make a move. And really, nothing happened. I confessed my feelings and I guess she just didn't expect it to happen or – I don't know - she didn't say much." There is a brief moment of silence in which the boys just look at each other. Eventually Phil sighs heavily and lets out another groan, before whispering in a desperate voice "I know, I'm sorry too. It's just I like her so much and I was trying to find the courage to confess my feelings and now that you did first, I can't just go and confess my feeling too." Phil sat up straight and looked deep into Dan's eyes. It was clear that the situation was hard for both of them, but Phil genuinely believed that Dan didn't made his move to hurt him, but because he really couldn't handle his feelings being a secret anymore. He takes a deep breath, sighs and without warning takes Dan into his arm for a tight hug. Dan lets himself sink into the hug, glad the storm had passed – for now.
Their hug is interrupted by Dan's buzzing phone. He looks down on the screen before apologetically looking at Phil. "It's Y/N" he says. Phil simply nods and Dan leaves the room. Phil can him talking in his room even though he doesn't understand the words. Suddenly it is over and he hears Dan leaving the apartment without saying where he was going. Phil is trying to distract himself by watching Buffy the next hours, avoiding at all cost to think about what Dan and Y/N might be doing at the moment. The minutes seem to pass painfully slowly as if time was mocking him and his pain. Dan didn't came back until late at night. Phil wanted to pretend he was already sleeping and didn't hear him coming home, but when Dan knocks on his door, he is too curious to stick to his plan. He can't help but ask himself if he was crazy. He just couldn't imagine that what Dan was about to tell him wouldn't be painful and he still wanted to know everything. Dan quietly entered the room and sat down on Phil's bet just like he did this afternoon. "I met with Y/N." he calmly proclaimed. Phil just nodded, eager to find out what happened. "We talked for hours. She apologised for being so distant when I confessed my feelings. She said she was too overwhelmed, because she likes me too. We're kind of together now." His voice that was calm and almost monotone at the beginning, crackles with his last words. He shakes his head and looks into Phil's eyes. "I'm so so sorry, Phil. Are you going to be ok?" Phil can see Dan's eyes tearing up and he feels bad for causing his friend so much pain, even though he should be happy and cheerful, because Y/N liked him back. Phil swallows hard, repressing his pain and his broken hearted feeling, taking Dan into hug, whispering "Of course. I'm fine and I'm happy for you and you should be too. Don't you worry about me." He feels a little lighter, when he sees Dan's face lighting up with a smile.
The next weeks are like a personalized hell for Phil. Even though Dan tries it best to keep his relationship with Y/N away from him and he would play along, pretending he couldn't be happier for them; Phil feels as his heart is breaking over and over again every time he sees them together. His chest feels like it's being pressed together, making it hard to breath. He as troubles sleeping at night, often making up shaken by nightmares. During a movie night together, he excuses himself and leaves the room as the cuddles next to him get too intense. A few moments later he hears a knock on the door and is surprised to find Y/N instead of Dan in front of his door. "Can I come in?" she asks and Phil steps aside to let her in. She goes over to his bed and sits down. "Dan told me what happened. I'm so sorry Phil, I had no idea you liked me too. God, this must have been so hard for you. I really really like you and our friendship means the world to me, but for me it's always been Dan." She explains in an upset voice. "I hope we can make through this somehow as I really don't want to lose one of my best friends." She adds sounding almost desperate. She takes Phil into a tight hug, not letting him go for a long time and for the first time since she and Dan got together he actually feels like he could be ok with all this.