I wake up refreshed that morning. I remember the events from the night before. I walk out to the kitchen and I grab a bowl, a box of frosted wheats, and milk. When I set the ingredients down, Phil walks in stretching and yawning.
"Good morning, Dan." He says as he grabs a bowl, and fills it with cereal and milk. I just stand there awkwardly out of embarrassment. I blush.
"Everything okay, Dan?" He says with a worried face.
"E-everythings o-okay, Phil." I grab the cerial, milk and my bowl and put them away.
"Dan, you're not okay." He says as he rubs my back. His touch makes my face get even more pink. My bulge gets bigger with every touch.
"Do you have a boner?" He questions me as he combs through .y hair with his fingers, ever so delicately.
"M-maybe... Look, Phil. I've liked you for a long ass time. Do you know how hard-" Phil cuts me off.
"Yes, I do. I love you too, Dan." We share a passionate kiss.
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Fiksi PenggemarDan is just walking down the existential crisis hallway, and he finds something rather interesting. ;3
