STRAWBERRIES & CIGARETTES | PHAN

five

dan let him play with his fingers until his warmth leaked all the way to his heart, wrapping around it like tendrils of poisonous affection.

"you're a boy," he repeated. he could feel phil's eyebrows rise.

"so are you."

"exactly."

phil scooped him up, knocking over a cherry coke in the midst of pulling dan onto his lap. dan squeaked in surprise.

"your friends wouldn't like this."

"i don't care."

"yes, you do." dan's tone was laced with anger. "you care so much."

phil searched his face, his blue eyes twinkling. "you're so smart..."

"shut up." dan glared at him, crossing his arms. phil pried them away.

"they don't have to matter, not now. not when i have you alone."

dan sighed, giving in and melting into his arms like he was supposed to be there. like phil was his to belong to.

"but the rest of the time?"

phil sighed, carding his slender fingers through his soft, chestnut hair.

"only a little."