A/N: hey im still working on against the tide dont worry.. i have this fic in the meantime tho
Dan cheats on his boyfriend with Phil so i guess tw cheating but idk
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Phil caught his breath, falling down on the pillow next to me.
I was still breathing heavy, but fixed it to slow down.
Phil was about to say something, but stopped. He was so exhausted, so he instead, rolled over on his side, facing the window.
I sighed. I should probably get some sleep as well.
But did he remember it, like how I remembered it?
I left Phil's flat early that morning. I couldn't bear to see his face when he woke up. I made sure to give him a kiss before I left.
Oh man, Leo was going to be pissed when I told him. I was royally fucked... more so metaphorically than physically.
Every step I took down the grey morning street, closer to fate, was more and more painful. I walked through the blanket of fog, and finally reached our apartment... Leo's apartment...
Leo was seated at the table, smoking a cigarette. "I know where you've been."
I stopped in the doorway, my blood running cold, face flushed. "I know you're with him, you fucker."
"Le, please, let me explain-" "Why would you do it, Dan? Why?" Leo shouted, cutting me off.
I wanted to just burn. Leo took a step forward and slapped me. "You bastard! I gave you everything! I suppose the sex wasn't good enough for you, then..." "Leo, it's more than that!" I shouted, followed by a quiet "You deserve better."
Leo pulled me into an embrace. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," repeated, over and over. Leo was sobbing, tears rolling down his face. "You can't stay here, Dan, we're over," he whispered. I nodded.
As I packed my things, the only throbbing thought in my head was Phil. I loved him so much.
This heartbreak hurt. I felt so sick and disgusting.
I closed the door behind me when I left the flat. I fucked up, for what?
I told Leo. Well, more like Leo told me. He saw me with Phil. We were on the same page with knowing I had moved on and was seeing someone else.
My heart ached.
How was I supposed to tell Phil I had fucked up this bad?
I felt my phone ring in my pocket: Phil.
"H-hello?" I stuttered.
"Dan? Dan, where are you?" his voice was husky, but he sounded hurt.
"I... I'm coming back. I'll be there soon." I hung up, and walked faster.
This wasn't how I planned it.
I walked into the flat, seeing Phil standing in the front hall. "Dan, what's the matter?" he asked in a soothing voice.
My head was spinning. "I... I, um...."
"...Dan?"
"I... I cheated on my boyfriend... with you...."
Phil stood still. His mouth twitched. "Oh."
I couldn't look him in the eye.
"So I'm just a thing to use for cheating, am I?" "No, Phil, that's not it!"
Everything was burning. Everything was breaking.
"Why would you do that to your boyfriend? To what we had, Dan?"
"I'm sorry! I knew it was wrong, but I loved both of you. But this morning I broke up with him... I love you more."
Phil stepped closer to me, pushing my sweaty hair out of my face. "Love, you're crying."
I wiped the tears from my face. "Please, please forgive me."
"I do. I forgive you. But I'm just... disappointed. I can see past it though. You're a dumbass, but I love you."
I pulled Phil into a hug. I still felt so guilty, but so much better.
"Let's go make some tea."
