Phil reaches out and undoes the buttons on Dan's shirt.
Dan tenses up.
Phil pushes Dan's shirt away from his shoulders.
His hand slide down Dan's arms, tracing lightly over the lumps and bumps carved into the younger boys skin.
Dan watches as Phil leans down and kisses up his arms.
Phil's lips softly brush over his scars all the way up to his shoulder.
He pauses when he reaches Dan's shoulder.
He leaves his face buried in the crook of Dan's neck.
"Tell me to stop if you want me to." Phil mumbles against Dan's tanned skin.
"Okay." Dan whispered into the room.
Phil leaves a trail of kisses up Dan's neck, across his jawline.
He pauses at his lips.
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Tragedy // Phan
FanfictionWhen life's got you down, you're supposed to get back up. What if you stay down? *trigger fuccking warning* for ALL my fics, just don't read em, but this one especially, okay?
