BARLYLE ONE SHOTS AND RANDOM STUFF

Phineas and Phillip were not very organised truth be told.

Both were the kind of people who would have buckets of clothing instead of folding their garments into the closet.

After nearly 6 months of dating, they practically lived together; Phineas had most of his clothes at Phillip's loft and he practically stayed there every night. Most of their friends on both sides teased them that they were only wasting money on two apartments by not living together already.

But something that Phillip was a little bit upset about was the fact that they didn't really spend that much time together, on weekdays both of them would be busy with work and on weekends they almost always went out together with friends. The only thing they did alone was having sex, and it wasn't that Phillip didn't enjoy it, he loved it, but he wanted something more peaceful that they could enjoy together and just feel happy from the other's company, so he came up with an idea.

"Please, Phin..." Phillip whined in a high-pitched tome.

The younger man pouted his lips and did those puppy eyes which could get Phineas to do whatever he wanted. Phineas couldn't but sigh in resignation because he knew there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for those beautiful blue eyes.

"Okay... all right."

The proposition had been as follows: Every Sunday they'd read a book, Phillip often liked to read poetry books or tragedy books, as for Phin he liked more of adventure books and sometimes even science fiction books. It didn't matter if they didn't read the same book, the only thing Phillip wanted was to be close to his partner

Phil's back was against the side of the bed while he sat on the floor, while Phin sat on a chair by the window. Their feet where touching slightly. They looked at each other, and Phillip smiled. Sunday afternoons had just gotten so much better.