The small drips of rain hit the window near by the bed. From the outside view their was two men tangled by each other's legs and arms never letting each other go. The aroma was calm and sweet wishing this moment will never end. The boy's known as Phil, has his head resting on Dan's chest. He listen to his heart thumping, and thought to himself of the three sincere words. A small smile spread across his face, as he lead in and gently kissed his warm pink lips. A smile came across Dan's lips, snuggling closer to his lover. ' Dan wake up..' : he whispered sweetly to him , peaking his temple. A small groan escaped out of his lips, rolling to the edge of the bed. ' No...' : he groaned. Phil's smile grew larger and later moved closer to Dan. ' I love you sleepy head.' he said. ' I love you too...'
