Book Of Phan One Shots

An Angsty Teenager pt. 2

Emotions Suck and Stuff - an angsty teenager pt. 2 (smutty smut smut again, I'm not even sorry though. Also even if you don't remember the last one, it will still make sense)

"So this is my bedroom." Dan announced as the two stepped into a cozy little room. It was a tight squeeze for them both but Phil could easily spot Dans personality in the decor. Lots of black. Phil liked it. After years of talking here Phil stood in the middle of his crush's room. He was head over heels for him. They had just met at the train station and Phil has never been happier and more nervous at the same time. Fortunately their spark was not confined to text and they clicked just as well in real life.

Smiling over at his friend Phil placed his bag by the door, "cute."

"We can sleep on the couch and stuff." Dan decided and Phil inwardly frowned. He wanted to share the bed, as dumb as that sounded. He wanted to be so close to Dan that he could feel his heartbeat.

Dan hopped on his bed, resting against the wall. Phil followed more slowly. Was he too close? Not close enough. If he wanted to he could grab Dans hand and hold it in his own. Phil couldn't help but look Dan over again. This couldn't be real. He couldn't be real.

Phil couldn't help himself but to hug Dan again. He hugged back, thankfully and they sat like that for a long time. Oh god did Dan smell so good. Dan buried his head in Phil's neck and for a moment his lips brushed against him. The aching in his chest from all those years of being apart seemed to fade away with Dan in his arms.

"I'm so glad you're here." Dan muttered.

Phil squeezed him tighter holding back tears of happiness, "me too."

Finally they pulled away but sat close. So very close that Phil had to hold back from just kissing him. That's all he wanted right now. They looked at each other. Just to look. After years of only skype calls being able to see Dans face seemed like a dream. He was so beautiful. His dark brown eyes were wide and youthful with light rings of gold. His nose was covered in slight freckles and his lips, oh god his lips. There's no words for how pretty he was. Phil was just loss in his eyes trying to decide if anyone has ever seen such dark brown before.

"I don't want to look away." Phil admitted, "after so long, I can't look away." His words were quiet, just for the two of them.

Dans perfect lips drew up in a small smile, "I know. It's like this isn't real."

"After so many years. You're my best friend. It feels so nice to be able to see you." Phil admitted.

"This is crazy." Dan replied, "I've been hoping for this day forever and now you're here."

Phil placed a hand on Dans arm. It was warm and soft and everything Phil wanted, "I can touch you."

Dan placed a hand on Phil's knee, "right? It's insane." Dans words tumbled out like soft rain. Each word hitting Phil gently. He felt safe and warm here. He felt happy. Something that he hasn't been able to feel in a long long time. Trailing his hand to Dans upper arm Phil had to stop himself. If he didn't he knew another hand would be added and then he would just lose it. He didn't want to do any of that unless he was one hundred percent sure Dan wanted him to.

Phil didn't even know what he was saying until he said it, "can I kiss you?"

Dan stayed silent. His eyes fluttered wide open and the grip on his knee tightened. Oh no, he messed this all up. He was supposed to stay here for three nights. How was he-

His thoughts were cut off by the sight of Dan leaning in closer. Closing his eyes Phil heard his heartbeat in his ears. This was really happening? Their noses brushed so Phil tilted his head to the side. He's never kissed anyone before. Neither has Dan.

Their lips locked and Phil felt like the world melted away. Instead he was sitting on Dans bed and all that mattered was him. He didn't know what a good kiss was, but he was sure this was it. It was warm and sent shivers down Phil's back.

Dan pulled away and rested his forehead against Phil's own, "I've been wanted to do that forever." Dan gasped.

Phil pulled Dan closer. After all that time Dan felt the same way. It was relieving and absolutely terrifying at the same time, "me too." Phil replied.

Grabbing Dans other arm Phil pushed them into another kiss. This one was sloppier. Their lips moved with inexperience and they both just wanted to be closer. Dan moved his hand up closer to Phil's thigh causing him to shudder. Phil pulled Dan closer so that they were both forced to get on their knees. Dan repositioned his hands to the small of Phil's back. Their hips unintentionally collided and Phil felt himself groan at the contact. This was so fast. This was so so fast but Phil loved it. After waiting forever he needed fast and sloppy and inexperience. But most of all he needed Dan and here he was, kissing him.

Dan broke away from the kiss and began to kiss at Phil's neck. Where the hell did he learn this? It felt so nice and Phil wondered how Dan knew to do this. It didn't matter because now Dan was at his collar bone sucking at his skin. Dan moved his hands to Phil's chest and pushed him down on the bed. Dan sat back on him, cupping his face and kissing him more. It was rough and exciting and Phil was a mess of whimpers and emotion.

"Phil." Dan pulled away, "are you alright?"

"Yes yes." Phil nodded, "this is everything I've dreamed of."

"I'm glad." Dans voice was a bit raspy and it sent Phil wild. He grabbed Dans shirt and yanked it off.

"You're so beautiful." Phil was in awe. Running his hand over Dans chest Phil was in heaven. Complete heaven.

"I love you." Dan whispered back. They've said this many times before, both assumed it was platonically. This time, however, Dan meant it.

Phil blushed, "I love you too." It was a relief saying that. It felt so natural on his tongue even though he's never said it to anyone else this way, "I love you. I love you. I love you."

It was Dans turn to blush. Phil grabbed Dans waist and hoisted himself up so that he was pushed against the wall. Dan didn't miss a beat and grabbed Phil's shoulders tightly pushing him even more against the dark wall. Phil's eyes fluttered shut as Dan continued to kiss his neck. Under his jawline sat wet kisses and bites.

For the first time ever Phil felt like a normal teenager. Making out with his beautiful- friend? Boyfriend?

"Does this mean you're my boyfriend?" Phil interrupted.

Dan sat up straight facing Phil head on, "if that's what you want."

"Yes, that's what I want." Phil nodded and kissed Dans lips tugging at his hair a bit.

Dan moaned at Phil's touch. It was Phil's turn to push Dan onto the bed. He dragged his hands over Phil's chest kissing his neck, his lips followed his hands. Dan bucked his hips up but Phil didn't know what to do next. Does Dan want to have sex? Does he even want to have sex?

In the moment it seemed scary, all too scary and he pulled away. He doesn't think he could do that just yet, "I'm sorry." Phil sighed.

Dan sat up, his face red, hair messy, and his jeans looked tighter than before, "what's the matter?" He questioned, genuinely concerned.

"I don't think I'm ready to go any further." Phil felt like he was ruining the perfect moment but he just wasn't ready. He wanted his first time, Dans first time, to be perfect. And it wouldn't be if he was this nervous and unready.

"That's okay." Dan smiled and took Phil's hands, "I'm kinda glad you stopped-not that you were bad." Dan sputtered, "I was getting caught up in the moment. I'm not sure I'm ready either."

"I love you." Phil was relieved. Dan opened his arms for Phil to fall into. His chest was warm and comforting.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." Dan repeated Phil's saying from before sending his heart racing.