Christmas, Dan, iTS CHRISTMAS

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Third Person~

Phil woke up, glancing over at the clock. It flashed the numbers 8:34. Smiling, he jumped up. Glancing over at the boy laying asleep next to him, he tried to jump up and stand at the same time. He nearly fell over. He was excited; but who could blame him? It was Christmas morning, after all.

He went to the kitchen, fixing a pot of coffee and letting it cook before going to wake up Dan. "DAN! Danny! Wake UP YOU SPORK IT'S CHRISTMAS!" Phil bounced excitedly, Dan stirring. "Phil, for Christ sakes, I want to sleep." Dan covered his head with the blanket.

Phil was having none of that. "Dan." He turned Dan on his back, uncovering his face. Strattling him, he kissed his neck. "Phiiiiiil." Dan bit his lip. "Daaaan. It's Christmas." Phil lifted his head back up, Still on top of Dan. Dan smiled. Leaning up to peck the anxious boy's lips, he set his hands on his hips.

"Ok, ok. I'm awake." Dan chuckled. Phil cheered, pecked Dan's lips, and rolled off. Dan layed there for another second before propping up on his elbow. "I hope I didn't get too many presents this year." Dan said, pulling Phil close. "Why not? That's what Christmas is about, the presents, family, friends. You goof." Phil giggled.

Dan smiled. "Because the best Christmas present I could ever have is you."

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