I had a dream about Phil that cut off before anything dreamy/smutty could happen, so I used the base of the dream and went from there. I haven’t written much fan fic/smut and I’ve never written about Phil so keep that in mind. Love that man and I feel a little embarrassed writing this but oh well. Enjoy.
PHIL X READER
Phil was waiting at my steps when I finally made it home, I unlocked the door as he followed me in from the cold.
“Here,” he said as he motioned to my coat, which he began to help me take off.
I got the feeling that he was in a rush, which was more funny than anything. He took my hand as he guided me upstairs. As we walked upstairs I was overly aware of our hands and how sweet he had been the last year, I had a moment of excitement in my chest as we neared the door to my room.
I stepped into the room as he walked in and let go of my hand, I proceeded to hang up my bag and put my shoes by the door as he sat on the couch at the end of my bed.
“What do you want to watch?” he asked