Drama or [fluff]?

"Your mom is the best." Phil said trying not to giggle. "Shut up." I replied, embarrassed. "I want your mom." He stated taking a bite of his muffin. "No you don't." I assured him. "You want my parents though." Phil winked. "Probably yeah, didn't they say 'gotta blast!'?" I replied. "Right you are, Danny." He told me.

"Let's go cuddle?" Phil asked. "Yes please." I answered and we left the kitchen, heading back to  my room.

When we got in my room Phil started to set up a movie while I  set up the bed.

Once done he grabbed the remote heading towards me.

We got into a comfortable position, that being me laying down with my head in Phil's lap.

Phil had chosen a new movie, IT. Which turned out to be a bad choice as Phil was easily scared.

So whenever Phil got scared I would do something romantic like hold his hand, kiss some part of Phil or play with his hair which helped.

When the movie ended we had fallen asleep in a more comfortable position, our legs tangled together as we snuggled up together.