Faeries (Phan) {COMPLETED}

*14*

*Chris' POV* (it's been a while I might have forgotten) (i love you chris)

It had been weeks since I'd last seen Dan or Marlhy. Turns out my little illness had been a lot further away from 'little' than I'd thought.

I'd recovered, though, and seeing as it was our day to meet, I wanted to surprise them. So, I pulled on my usual Wellington boots over my skinny jeans and headed out.

When I finally reached the fort, I heard light snoring and slow breathing. Stepping into it revealed a sleeping Dan in a sleeping bag cuddling with some boy. The boy was nestled into Dan's chest and Dan had his arms around him. They both were faintly smiling and it might have been the most adorable thing I've ever seen.

I wanted to leave them alone, but I didn't heal up and come all the way out here for nothing, so I decided to wake them up.

"Did I miss something?" I said snarkily, waking the boy. He turned to face me and did a sleepy double take, clinging to Dan. This sudden movement awoke Dan, and when he realized it was me, he sat up quickly, blushing.

"Heeeeey, Chris," he said slowly, "what're you doing here?"

"I recovered from the Black Plague and came out here to see you, duh," I smiled. "What's new?" I asked, gesturing to the boy and smirking.

"Oh, uh, yeah," Dan said, "this is Phil. I met him the first day you were sick. Good friends, us."

"Yep," I laughed, "good friends, alright."

*Dan's POV*

After Chris awoke me, he left to go see Marlhy. I smiled, recounting the events of last night.

/Flashback: Phil and I cuddled on that stone for quite some time. Every so often we'd kiss again. We were so happy that we had finally gotten over ourselves and confessed. In between kisses, we'd talk about ourselves and things we had neglected to mention in the weeks prior.

"Danny," Phil asked, twirling a strand of my chocolate brown hair around his finger, "what sort of music do you like?"

"Well, my dear," I started, "apart from the High School Musical soundtrack, I quite like a lot of bands. Muse, Fall Out Boy, twenty one pilots, Panic! At The Disco, My Chemical Romance, the lot."

Phil giggled. "We have so much in common. I love those bands!"

After some silence, Phil spoke again. "You have a beautiful voice. Can you sing me something?"

I hesitated, but thought of a fitting song. I started at the best place - the beginning.

"You say things with your mouth, 

Cobwebs and flies come out."

Phil listened eagerly as I neared the chorus.

"Won't you stay alive,

I'll take you on a ride, 

I will make you believe you are lovely."

When I finished, Phil was obviously very sleepy. I picked him up - he was shockingly light - bridal style and carried him all the way back to the fort. I helped him change into some clothes and laid him in the sleeping bag. When I tried to retreat back to the tree, though, Phil's smile turned into a frown. He missed me. I sighed and smiled before returning to the sleeping bag. Not bothering to change into proper clothes, I slipped on some boxers and laid next to Phil. His smile returned and he snuggled into my chest. I love this boy, I thought. I wrapped my arms around him and we fell asleep together./

*Phil's POV*

I heard what Dan said to that boy. Chris, I think his name was. "Good friends" didn't cut it for me.

"Hey," I mumbled, putting on a fake stern voice, "good friend?"

Dan frowned. "What do you mean?"

I flipped him onto his back so I was on top of him.

"Is this something a good friend would do?" I asked, before kissing him again.

After a while, he broke the kiss and smiled. "No, I guess not, Philly." he chuckled. "Speaking of that, I have something to ask you." He sat me up and then sat himself, looking into my eyes again. "Would you, Philip Lester, do me the absolute honour of being my boyfriend?"

My heart skipped a beat and my stomach flipped. "Do octopi have eight tentacles?" I teased.

"You're so strange, Philly," Dan beamed before pulling me back down into the sleeping bag and cuddling me more.

AWE IM GIVING MYSELF FEELS MAKE THIS END