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“Phil! Get the door, Postman is here!” Dan had shouted from the Kitchen, occupying himself with stirring the taco mix once again. It was always his turn to cook supper on taco Tuesdays, but he’ll be damned if he had to cook, serve supper, and get the post all within the same time period. A grunt was heard as Phil had rounded the corner where their room was located and passed by the door frame. Not a few moments later, the sound of the door opening and then promptly shutting after a round of ‘thank you’s and ‘goodbye’s was heard in the background as Dan had finished setting down the plates on the coffee table in the room opposite. Dan had just made his way back through the kitchen to move the pots and pans over into the sink when a quiet padding of feet were heard from behind, signaling the return of the older man.
Arms wrapped around Dan from behind and he sighed with contempt, relaxing back into his husband and enjoyed the peace and warmth that came with it. “You’re so warm.” He could feel Phil’s breath tickle the side of his neck, sending a set of shivers down his spine.
“I should say the same.” He hummed back, closing his eyes. ‘The honeymoon stage’, as people called it, has been said to only last the first six months or a year at max, but it has never really left in the eight years they’ve been together. Sure, they’ve had their fair share of spats, every couple does, but the little intimate moments like these brought them back every time. The slight sway they both had begun to make, made him want to abandon the rest of the remaining day and crawl into bed with his beloved husband already. Unfortunately, there were still things to get done, and a livestream to be had, so he reluctantly blinked his eyes open and pulled away, the cold air immediately taking over, making him crave Phil’s embrace once again.
He wasn’t needy, no, he could be perfectly fine without Phil - well, that was an understatement. But he could live, he just prefered Phil with him... Okay so he was a bit clingy. Sue him.
“Food’s gonna get cold if you we don’t sit down and start eating.” He explained his actions, nodding toward the lounge where two plates and a paused episode of Free had awaited them. They had been watching the anime yet another time around for the hell of it, it was one of their favorites after all, so much that Dan still had his Haru body pillow that he loved to cuddle some nights, although he never really needed it. Phil would never admit it if asked, but he got jealous sometimes when Dan would cuddle it instead of him. A hum of agreement was made and Phil followed behind the brunette to his usual spot next to Dan on the couch.
“Remind me that I need to call and plan a visit to my mums so we can let her know the big news.” Phil spoke, rotating the ring on his left finger with his thumb. Dan nodded, looking at his own ring and set a self reminder to also call his family when they had the chance and let them know.
It wasn’t their fault - honestly! It’s not like they meant to keep their marriage - or their relationship for that matter - a secret. They didn’t mean for it to slip from their minds, but they had become so busy with everything. When one had proposed to the other, they both agreed it had been time to announce their engagement to their families but with TATINOF planning, they had gotten a bit distracted and then Japan happened. They were both so excited to be in Japan and they had been caught up in the beauty of it all, so when the opportunity arrived that they could do a wedding, although small, they jumped at it. They ended up having Duncan and Mimei as their witnesses, and they were the only ones that knew until the boys had decided it was time to share their news. Then they came back and were going to to tell the news but rehearsals for TATINOF left them with no time whatsoever to do so properly. Phil wanted it to be perfect when they told them, so they ended up waiting until after tour was over. When that came to the end, they’d been so busy trying to pack to move house to the new duplex, that it had spaced their minds. Of course they wanted to visit and tell both families everything but then the weeks moved on and they started planning their next tour. Nothing seemed to be going in their favor whenever they tried to let them know. Phil had even went as far as calling his mum to tell her over the phone but then the phone dropped the call and when he called back, they kept breaking up so he gave up, figuring maybe it was just not meant to be right then. He had always been the superstitious type. And now they were here, in July and still planning to eventually get around to it, maybe in the fall.
And well, the reason they hadn’t shared the whole relationship part at first, was because they both agreed to keep it on the low until they figured out where this relationship was going. After that, their careers were taking off more and as the time went on, it didn’t seem like such a priority anymore, being 6 years into their relationship at the time, they didn’t feel a need to physically say it anymore and figured if their families knew then they knew. They never tried to hide it unless they were physically outside somewhere. Not that they ended up holding hands and kissing around them, no, they had been a bit discreet there. If you really looked though, you’d see the hugs that ran just a second too long to be considered friendly and the too long eye contact that they made. You’d see the hand holding under the table when either went to visit family or the blush creeping onto their cheeks when they talked about something cute but written off as ‘funny’ that the other did or the competitive flirting that they did when faced against each other.
It should have been obvious, in their defense.
“What did the postman bring? It’s odd for them to deliver at this hour.” Dan changed the subject as he ate quicker than normal in order to be ready for the live show he was hosting later in the evening.
“A few of our packages from the other week and then a few letters from our friends, I believe.” Phil started flipping through the cards that were splayed out and paused when he saw a white envelope addressed to both of them in gold calligraphy writing. He glanced over at Dan who just shrugged, before opening it with care. Out slid a invitation and he made one last confused glance at Dan who mirrored his expression so he opened the card and cleared his throat.
“Cornelia Dahlgren and Martyn Lester request the honor of your presence at their wedding-” An audible gasp was hear through the quiet apartment. “Martyn’s getting married!” Dan peered back up at Phil from the card in his right hand that he’d been silently reading along to, he had a face splitting grin and Dan couldn’t help the contagious smile from appearing on his as well as he was engulfed in the comforting warmth once again.
“I’ve gotta go call him and congratulate him!” The lanky man had jumped from the couch and zipped over to their room, Dan just chuckled and shook his head before turning back to put the dishes in the sink along with the rest so he could do them after the live stream.
‘How did he fall in love with that goofy man?’
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“Don’t forget the ring!” The bedroom door closed again as quickly as it opened, the reminder caused Dan to admire his ring momentarily before sliding it off his finger and placing it safely to the left of the monitor he would be using. His finger felt bare and much too light. The skin was already paler where it would fit and it felt like losing a part of himself every time he had to remove it. The brunette knew it was just a piece of jewelry but it was so much more than that. The ring glinted, reflecting the dim lamp light from beside him and stood out against the dark wood of the desk, it signified all the love he had for the man he had the luck to call his friend and husband. It signified the life that they had built together and how they had grown with one another from the awkward teens they once were to the slightly less awkward adults. He noticed that he was smiling and bit his lip lightly to ground himself back to the present and looked at the time. Late starting the live stream, again.
“Here we go.”
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“Did you congratulate him for me as well?” Dan plopped down onto the bed once he was done brushing his teeth. Phil had been lost in thought since he came back into the room but Dan had only charted it up to be the train of thought for how they would rearrange things to be able to attend his wedding. When He still didn’t respond, Dan waved a hand over his eyes, finally snapping Phil out of his trance.
“What? Did he ask you to be his best man or something?” Dan chuckled as he situated himself under the covers. “Huh? Oh yeah, he did that too - Hey Dan?” He interrupted himself as he had seemed to be having trouble staying on one thought.
“Hm?’ Dan had to blink a few times to keep himself awake enough to continue the conversation enough to find out what kept Phil up. “We’re gonna have to hold off on telling our families on our marriage.” He mumbled out and now Dan was sitting up.
“Alright, but why?” His head was heavy but he had to force himself to stay on track with what his brain wanted. Subconsciously he went to rub circles into Phils back. Immediately Phil melted into Dan’s touch, as he did with Phil, and started to relax his muscles.
“I was talking with Martyn on the phone earlier and he sounded so excited about the idea of being married and I almost empathized when I realized that we haven't told anyone and that, by doing so while the wedding and planning are happening, it could take away the family’s excitement from them and we’d steal their limelight. I can’t do that to them! We can’t even mention that we are together now, it’ll be the same result.” Phil slumped over and rested his head on Dan’s shoulder in worry.
Dan could see the wheels spinning almost out of control in Phil’s head and took his slender hand into his own, fingers tracing the silver band that was their little secret while he mulled a few ideas over in his head. “Okay,” he breathed out thoughtfully, “so then we’ll wait until a few weeks after their wedding when things calm down so no one is rushed into yet another wedding.” Phil ran the solution though his brain a few times before sitting back up, “Okay.” He sighed and gently placed a kiss on the curly haired boy’s temple. His cheeks flushed at the simple gesture and Phil couldn't help but always feel a swell in his heart when the patch near his chin got rosy. “Let’s get some rest.” Dan lets himself be pulled into the loving embrace and entangled their legs together, resting his head on Phil’s chest. The rhythmic beating of his heart brought comfort to Dan and he matched their breathing to tug him into the peaceful sleep he desperately longed for since dinner.
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“Are you sure you’ve packed everything?” Phil appeared, asking the same question for what seemed like the millionth time. He always had a habit of worrying, whether it was about forgetting something or being late, he always worried. Dan couldn’t help but roll his eyes, it was almost instinct at this point.
“For the last time, yes I'm sure I've got everything packed this time, does Kath know when the plane lands?” Phil gave a quick, firm nod and started to gather the bags to get them in the taxi if they were to ever leave on time. Dan scanned over their room, making sure that he had, in fact, packed everything although he claimed he already did. With a nod of satisfaction he stopped one last time by the bedside table closest to the door and removed his ring for what would be a good two weeks, placing it right next to Phil’s.