Helping Phil clean out his messy hallway closet was not how he wanted his weekend to go but he happened to be such a good boyfriend that he just had to say yes.
"Phil why does your dad own so many talking fish animatronics?" He asks as he throws the tenth one in the 'trash' pile.
"I don't know, he just loves having more than one thing." He tosses out number twenty of the fishing rods.
This was so much work. Dan was actually starting to ugh sweat. It was such a tiny hallway closet but it seemed bottomless as Phil keeps on throwing out more and more junk while telling Dan what he needed to keep and what he needed to throw away. Dan wasn't complaining that much though, the view of Phil's butt in his grey sweatpants kept him working as slowly as possible so he could cherish the moment.
His dad was in the kitchen now making them some 'hard worker snacks'. He was a optimist.
"Dan look what I found." Phil said in a sly voice as he slowly straigtens up from the spine breaking position.
Dan quickly pretends to be looking at the pile of mess before focusing his eyes now on Phil's blue ones. "What?"
Phil was hiding something behind his backs and motions for him to stand up while looking back towards the kitchens.
Dan stands up and barley meets his eye level. "I'm here and I'm queer what's up?"
Phil puts whatever he's holding above their heads and Dan has to laugh. "Mistletoe really? It's not even Christmas."
"But come on Dan you know the rules." he says, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him closer.
Dan also looks toward the kitchen, a wall had concealed them slightly and if Phil was confident to do this out in the open well then so be it.
"You're so stupid." He responds to Phil's lips that were so close to his.
"You love it though." He whispers already coming closer.
"I do."
Then there was no more talking as Dan closes the small gap and Phil drops the green plant and pulls him even closer, licking his bottom lip slightly to ask for permission. Dan opens his mouth and allows his tongue to meet his he groans quietly as Phil squeezes and grabs at his butt. He didn't notice until now but they were full on making out in the hallway with Phil's dad only a few feet away, it was exciting. Dan wraps his arms around his neck as they quietly kiss and it heats up even further as Phil's hands slide from his butt to the back of his thighs and he picks him up, pushing him aganist the wall.
This was living, this was being a loved crazed teenager. Dan held on to Phil's strong muscles as the wall supports his back. Dan whimpers as Phil captures his lip between his teeth and tugs on it.
"Shh you have to be quiet." Phil jokes as he kisses his neck.
"Let's go up to your room then." Dan gasps as his tongue darts out to lick his skin.
Phil pulls back and gives him a mischievous look. "Really?"
Dan nods but it's hesitant. "Yes?"
Phil lets him slide down the wall until he is standing back on his own feet and grabs his hand. "Come on I got an idea. Dad we're taking a break in my room for a bit!"
"Okay!"
Then they run up the stairs laughing quietly.
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Dan had left Phil's home smiling like a idiot.
He kept remembering how Phil kissed him him like he was the last boy on earth. When Phil touched him, it felt like heaven, especially when he used his mouth. Dan didn't even know such sounds could come out of his own lips.
Dan had definitely returned the favor also. Sort of. He remembered the sexy way he looked when he was touching him. He had only used his hand but the way Phil's eyes had closed and his abs muscles flexed made him think at least he did something right. Phil had whispers of praise dripping from his lips till the very end. It was a big finish.
The sandwiches were good also.
Now Dan pushes open the door in high spirits but it gets stuck halfway by something blocking it. Confused, he pushes a little harder until whatever is blocking it gives, and the door opens fully. He peeks around the door. It was a suitcase.
"Um..Mom?" Dan calls out. The weird feeling wakes up in his stomach agian.
Caroline came around the corner with her cheeks red from carrying two other heavy bags. She drops them in a huff. "Dan, George kicked us out and gave us a day to move hurry and pack."
That's when the weird feeling in his stomach turns into something worse.
my wig is nowhere to be found right now
~alivia
