PHAN { One Shots }

Winning More Than Just Headphones

Phil stumbles into Dan and he catches the older boy. Phil looks up at him and giggles. They had won the Sony Headphone Award and Phil must've had a bit too many drinks that he should have...

"Dan," Phil whispers while smiling. "Fuck me."

Dan's eyes go wide.

"WHAT?" Dan shouts a little too loudly, and then looks around, hoping no one heard. He looks down at Phil again. "Philip, you're drunk."

Phil licks his upper lip and bursts out with "So?"

Dan runs a hand through his hair. "Well, first off, you have no idea what you are saying."

Phil turns around to him, putting his arms around him and his body pressed up against his. Phil peers up at Dan's face since the younger one is taller.

"S-Second of all, you'd regret- Phil?! What are you doing?!" Phil had lifted one of his hands and was caressing Dan's cheek.

"Admiring you," Phil replies matter-of-factly. Dan blushes furiously and takes Phil's stroking hand down with his to Dan's side. Dan glances around them, hoping they didn't realize what was happening and how close they were...

"Phil." Dan began to get mad. Here, his best friend who he has had a bit of a- okay, a LOT of a denial crush on, is actually /asking/ Dan to fuck him, and he has to try knocking sense into Phil. But, how would I explain "Sorry you don't remember anything from your first time, but I fucked the shit out of you when you were drunk, whoopsie daisy" if I did??? goes through his mind.

"Phil... Why?! Why not fuck one of those /girls/ over there? Why me? And again, you're /drunk/. You don't know what you're talking about," Dan sighs, trying to do the right thing.

Phil pouts. "But I love you," he says innocently gentle, gazing into Dan's eyes. Dan stares back. Is this real? Dan blinks his eyes in slight shock.

"Y-You're just saying that," Dan tells his friend. Phil replies with "nope," popping the p.  

Phil wears a soft smile, and brings a hand to Dan's chest, putting it on Dan's dress shirt. Dan bites his bottom lip.

"I've always wanted to kiss you... Kiss you all over... I've wanted you, quite badly," Phil slurs slightly, but saying the words in a natural tone, all of it sounding true, like he's thought of it many times.

"Ph-Ph-Philip..." Dan stutters out.

A slower song come on. Phil brings up his arms and wrap them around Dan's neck, which brings them closer than before.

"Dance with me, Daniel...?" he whispers with a true smile playing on his lips. Phil can't control himself to his real emotions now. Dan makes him happy.

An large anger builds up in Dan. All the waiting, the imagining, all that time by himself and Phil might have actually liked him??? The way he did???

Suddenly, Dan grabs one of Phil's arms. He drags the older one behind him through a crowd of people, who are too drunk and disappointed they didn't win to recognize us anymore. 

They get to a side of the party room and Dan pulls Phil into the nearest hallway. It's not lit up with lights, so when Dan pressed Phil against a wall, they could only see each others faces just a bit.

"You better not be playing with me, mister. I fucking love you to fucking pieces, Phil," he growls low, almost not being about to contain his lust for his longtime roommate any longer.

{ ~ To Be Continued ~ }