'It's a metaphor, Phil.'
'You put the killing thing between your lips but don't give it the power to do it's killing. Yeah Dan, you've said that at least a thousand times.'
Dan rolled his eyes and took the cigarette out of his mouth, 'How does Augustus even do this? It's all wet and gross!'
'You've got to work if you want other people to think you're sophisticated.' Phil replied.
'Oh, so you don't think that I'm actually sophisticated?' Dan dared.
The older boy chuckled, 'No. But you're hot. So that makes up for it.'
'You are so much less romantic than Augustus.'
'Aw does poor little Dan want a Gus to cuddle up to at night?' Phil poked Dan's side, causing a jumpy reaction from him.
'I must admit, that sounds appealing. But I've got a Philip to cuddle up to.'
Phil smiled and leaned forward to kiss his boyfriend.
Just as he had pushed Dan up against the wall and things were about to get heated, he suddenly pulled his face away from Dan's a little, 'You know, Dan,' He started, Dan looking at him in annoyance because he'd interrupted their kissing session, 'I'm glad you do the metaphor thing instead of actually smoking.'
Dan raised his eyebrows, 'Why?'
'Because with cigarette smoke your lips wouldn't taste as good.'
[A/N] Wow, it's been months since I last updated this. The metaphor of the cigarette is from The Fault In Our Stars by John Green, in case you were wondering.
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64 Damn Prompts
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