Adopted by Phan (a Phanfic)

Chapter 26

*Two weeks later*

So Braden was finally starting to talk to me. It was still weird to hear his voice, since I was so used to not hearing him, but it still made me really happy. I was slowly coming to love the slightly high pitched voice of this boy that I really liked. I know he said he loved me, but I knew he couldn't. He didn't know me. He knew my name, my favorite bands, my group of friends and my class schedule. That was about it. It's not that I don't think love at first sight is real, I just think it doesn't happen as often as people want to believe, and I knew that from the way he looked at me he didn't love me, he really liked me, but there's still a huge difference. But of course what could I contribute to this if I've never been in love with someone... like romantically. I was only 14 after all. I'm surprised that we're even in the same grade. He's 15, we're both freshman in high school. My parents started me in school, so I was younger than everyone.

My thoughts and nap were cut short as the bell signaled the end of world geo. I had been napping for most of the period after coach Shrader was done, I had been so tired from getting long test reviews in preparation for our finals at the end of each semester. 

I had to half asleep find my way to biology where we were learning about genetics. But I didn't mind too much, cause I sat next to Juliette and we joked around a lot during class, Mr. Weitz wasn't too happy about this. He'd been calling us out a lot, even though the table next to us was much louder.. 

Me and Juliette were seated in the back of the classroom. The lights were turned off and the teacher was presenting a slide show that was talking about somebody growing pea plants. We were joking around as usual, and Juliette had made a really funny joke. I tried to contain my laughter, but I couldn't hold it back when I saw her adorably pale nose scrunch up as she laughed along with me. "PJ. Move to the table with Bishop." the teacher called out to me, stopping his presentation. I was super irritated and sad. I turned to her, giving her a slight frown, and making things as dramatic as possible, I held her hand as I walked backwards away from her and slowly we separated, but I left my now empty hand hanging in the air, as if leaving for good. We both knew that wasn't the case, although I didn't know how I would make it through this class, it was super boring and annoying without her.

Through out class, me and Juliette made faces at each other, laugh at stupid things, and when she was actually paying attention to the slide show, I admired her adorable face. She often caught me looking, so I would just stick out my tongue a bit and scrunch my nose up. She would smile at that, and I loved seeing her happy.

Soon enough class was over, and we both left together, meeting Alex outside the classroom.

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*Dan's POV * (Ooooh, mixing it up.)

There was still about and hour and half before one of us went to pick up PJ. Me and Phil were currently in "Phil's" bedroom. We shared it but I still filmed in my room even though the phandom knew about our relationship. Normally we would be out in the living room, him by the fireplace or the couch, and me in my sofa crease, but Phil was feeling extra cuddly today, and I wasn't about to turn him down. Whenever he's away from me, I always wanna just hold his hand and cuddle with him. If I wasn't with him right now I would close my eyes and imagine it, but I didn't have to. I grabbed his hand in mine, and turned on my side to face him.

He was still facing his laptop screen, but as I shifted to face him he glanced at me, without turning his head. I took in his messy hair, his glasses that had slowly slipped further down his nose as the hours of us writing our book dragged on. I watched as he slowly turned his head towards me, and I took the chance. I quickly leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. I could feel him smile under my lips. I then proceeded to quickly kiss him on the neck, cheek, forehead, nose, and even caught the corner of his lips a few times.

When I pulled away, his tongue was cutely sticking out of his adorably wide grin, and I watched as his eyes creased further in happiness as I kissed the hand that was intertwined in mine.

He turned onto his side and I tangled our legs together as I had our hands.

His crystal blue eyes seemed piercing but so soft at the same time. I felt so warm, it consumed me when I was with him. Nothing else mattered. 

As we laid there, I was to painfully aware that our time to pick up our child was coming closer and closer. I truly loved PJ, but right now I just wanted to lay here with Phil. Tangled in the sheets and each other, staring into each others eyes, and pushing back each others hair that fell into our faces. His warm hand rested on my cheek after gently pushing back a fallen stand of hair.

He leaned in, closing his eyes. As disappointing as I was about not being able to see his eyes, I felt the intimacy between us in this moment. The passion I could feel beneath his kiss captivated me, I felt my eyelids close. I put my hand on Phil's cheek, pushing my thumb behind his ear, firmly pressing my palm  onto his cheek bone, as if this simple act could bring us closer. He slowly pulled away, but I could still feel the warmth on my lips. I half opened my eyes, and what I saw was so beautiful, words couldn't do the sight in front of me justice.

 I longed to see this every day.

In front of me Phil's eyes were still closed, his lips still slightly parted from the kiss, and his skin seemed to shine with happiness. He seemed so present in that moment, but I knew he was exhausted from planning everything. He needed a break.

I could see him slowly falling asleep, but all his face showed was happiness. He looked so content.

My pocket slowly vibrated, telling me it was time to pick up PJ. I leaned to put my forehead to his, our noses touching. I slowly got up, making sure I didn't wake him from his peaceful sleep, and untangled our bodies.

Without our legs and hand meshed together, he curled up into a tighter ball in his sleep, and his arm reached out, missing the warmth from my hand. I slowly kissed the back of his hand, and saw a small smile form on his lips, and his hand formed a soft fist. I quickly pulled out my phone, stopping the vibrating and taking a picture of my sleeping beauty.