"why are you making me dress fancy? you know i would've been fine doing something in our pajamas," dan complained but pulled on his trousers nonetheless. as soon as they got home, phil went to the wardrobe and insisted that dan has to dress nice because this wasn't a pajama situation.
"i have to treat my special boy sometime." phil grinned and pecked dan's cheek, letting it linger before he went back to getting ready. "besides, i made a reservation."
"i hope you didn't spend too much money on me." dan flopped down on the bed, phil just chuckled at him.
"you already know i did, love."
"i know but i hate it when you do that. i don't need anything fancy, you know, i'm not going to leave you."
"we both deserve it, don't we?" phil asked. he moved to the bed to straddle dan's waist which dan just sighed dramatically at the action, not even moving his hands to touch phil in any way.
"i guess."
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