"Come on mate, don't hog the booze!" Chris slurs from the floor of PJ's bedroom. PJ sat above him on the bed, giggling and playing with Chris' hair.
Dan swallowed, wincing, and passed it over. He and Phil sat on the other side of the room, sitting comfortably close. Their caps and gowns lie strewn across different parts of the room. What did they care? They were officially graduates.
"So, what should we do lads?" PJ asks, looking at the other three. Phil sat surprised, PJ always seemed to be the quiet drunk, stoic and reserved.
Chris sloppily stands up and puts a hand on PJ's chest. "I know what I'm gonna do." He pushes PJ down into the bed. Phil stands up, stumbling over to grab the bottle of booze from where Chris was standing.
He grabs Dan by the wrist. "You don't want to be here, trust me."
The two walk out into the backyard. PJ's family owned a lot of land, so it was pretty easy to get lost since neither of them could even touch a car door at this point.
They lie on the damp grass and look at the moon. "Yo," Dan says. Though this was the first time Phil had seen Dan drunk, he could tell he went full lad when he had a few. "For real where does that thing go when the sun comes up?" He points at the moon.
Phil bursts out laughing in haste of his comeback. "Up your mum!" Dan laughs and hits Phil on the arm. Phil turns his body towards Dan.
He didn't know if it was the alcohol or what, but Dan looked good. He was still in the dress shirt and tie that he wore under his gown. It made Phil just want to loosen the tie, unbutton the shirt...
Phil couldn't believe what he was thinking. Did he really think Dan was hot like that? He didn't know, but he wanted to find out.
Dan sat up, taking another sip of booze. "Hey mate, here have the last bit." He handed Phil the bottle. Phil sipped the lukewarm liquid and threw the bottle in the bushes.
"D-Dan, can I ask you something?" Phil smirked. His voice went up an octave. Dan nods, licking some liquid off of his lips.
Phil inches a bit closer. "Would you get mad, I-If I were to take that tie off of you, and maybe the shirt?" Phil awkwardly bit his lip. He was already terrible at being seductive sober, let alone with half a bottle of liquor in him.
Dan looked at him for a moment, his face serious. He bit his bottom lip. "I don't see why not," He says. "I mean as long as those pants come off too." His eyes drifted down towards Phil's crotch. Phil took a big cliche gulp of air.
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Back-Up Boyfriend
FanfictionTW: Alcohol Mentions, Abuse, Angst, ect. (Pretty much anything that falls into the "mature" category) Tonight was the night, the night Phil was going to show his friends that his boyfriend that he had been going on about for months is actually real...
