One Hell of an Apology.

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Okay so I got excited to update and this is kind of just a sloppy part to keep you guys entertained.

WARNINGS: Border line smut.

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(Dan's POV)

I had been looking for Phil for a while and it was getting dark, so I decided to stop for some Starbucks.

"Good evening." The cashier smiled at me as I walked in.

"You too. Um, I want a French vanilla cappuccino please." I said, reaching for my wallet.

I paid for the drink and sat closest to the bathroom. I felt like I needed to sit there, for some odd reason.

I was sitting, peacefully drinking my coffee when I heard a faint "it's been a good run." Come from the men's bathroom.

Me being me, I walked over to the door and pressed my ear against it.

That's when I heard it.

"I'm sorry Dan, I love you."

I took this moment to burst in. What I saw in front of me made my world crumble.

Phil. My Phil. Stood at the sink, blade in hand, about to end his own life. Again.

He looked at me in complete shock.

"Come on. We're going home. Now." I grumbled.

I grabbed the blade from him and flushed it. "We need to talk." I said firmly, grabbing his arm and not letting go until we got home.

-home-

"Phil, you mean so much to me. And if I can't string enough words together to properly say how much you mean to me, then I guess I'll just have to show you."

I slammed our lips together. He was hesitant at first, but soon gave in and kissed back.

I pushed him up against the wall, kissing him passionately. I slid my tongue onto his bottom lip and squeezed his thigh gently, making him softly moan and open his mouth just enough to let my tongue through.

Soon Phil flipped us around, now with me on the wall. "My turn" he smirked.

He reconnected our lips again. Soon he ran a trail of kisses down my jaw line. Once he got to my neck he slowly sucked and bit at the skin.

"P-Phil I'm sen-sensitive the-re." I grunted as I felt him smirk against my skin.

He played with the hem of my shirt, then pulled it off quickly and threw it aside. He continued kissing my neck, running wet kisses down to my waist.

He kissed around my waist line, smirking with every single one.

He trailed back up to my jaw, gripping his fingers in my hair and pulling a bit, making me let out a whiny high pitched moan.

He ran his fingers down my chest and to my dick.

"Damn you get hard fast." He said, leaning away. I groaned at the empty feeling of him being away.

"You might want to go fix...that." He said cheekily while motioning to my crotch.

I walked to the bathroom and fixed my 'issue'.

When I came back I saw Phil blushing like crazy. "What?" I asked.

"I could hear you moaning my name." He said, giggling.

"Oh, yeah. Um, sorry?" I said, making it sound more like a question.

"No need." He answered. "By the way, that was one hell of an apology" he laughed.

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Oh god I suck dick at this.

-E xX

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