phan oneshots (book two)

Studying

"I'm getting bored."

"I told you to not come here, you know that I have an exam tomorrow," Phil answers still looking at the pieces of paper that he has in his hands.

"It's been weeks and you're still studying, don't you have time for me?" I ask rolling my eyes, as he looks at me and I understand that maybe I shouldn't say that.

"You're right," he sobs. "This is the last exam and then I'll be free for a while, we'll hang around whenever you want, okay?"

"Come cuddle."

"World War I began as a clash of 20th-century technology and 19th-century tactics, with the inevitably large ensuing casualties. By the end of 1917, however, the major armies, now numbering millions of men, had modernised and were making use of telephone, wireless communication, armored cars, tanks, and aircraft," Phil says instead and I make an annoying noise.

"I didn't know wireless communication existed in 1900," I say trying to be interested, he knows that I'm not.

"It did."

"You already know it, stop stressing out," I begin. "And then, psychologists says that taking a break from studying is good."

"Not for me."

I roll on his bed again and I take his phone. "You have 1638 notifications on the social folder. What the fuck?"

"I'm not using my cellphone," he says.

"That's sad."

I lock it, then I get up taking a chair so I can sit next to him. I look at the pieces of paper, books and everything else and I understand that university isn't for me, just watching them stresses me.

"Impressed?" Phil asks giggling. I shake my head smiling, then I take a piece of paper and a pen so I can draw something. "You look like a child."

"I am, and I need affect but you're not giving me any. My heart is broken."

"Shut up," Phil says and places a kiss on my temple making me smile. I show him the draw and he giggles. "It's us holding hands?"

I bite my lip smiling and he continues to talk. "I would love to lie on the bed with you watching a tv show but I have to repeat these things and if we start a marathon it's obvious that I'll not study, I'll fail and I can't."

"I know," I sob and I lie on the bed again taking his pillow and hugging it. He continues to repeat and some minutes later someone knocks at the door.

"Phil, I'm going to the neighbors and I'll return in some minutes," his mum says.

"Alright," he just answers.

"Bye Dan," she smiles at me and I smile back.

"Look, your mum left the house so we're alone."

He gets up with the book still in his hands and lies on the bed. "Oh, you decided to do something finally."

He rolls his eyes and looks at me.

"Kiss?" I ask frowning my eyebrows.

He attracts me to his body taking my hip and squeezing it, then we start to kiss. It's a soft kiss but the fact that his hand is right up my butt makes me feel mad. Phil raises my shirt a little and caress my skin, and this is hot.

"Stop teasing me," I whisper and he winks.

"Teasing who?"

I kiss him again, Phil puts his leg on the other side of my body and I open my eyes more. He lies down and kisses my neck so I bite my lip.

"Stop it."

"Didn't you want attentions?" he asks and giggles, placing another kiss on my lips.

"It's turning me on," I blurt embarrassed.

"Just some kisses?"

"Or the fact that you're on me and I can feel your dick?"

"Oh, and do you like it?" Phil giggles.

"Fuck you."

He smiles and continues to leave wet kisses on my neck. "Okay, I'm sorry. Fuck me."

"No."

"Fuck you."

He giggles and gets off me taking the book that was still on the bed, then continues to read it.

"I hate you."

"Stop with the attitude," he says raising an eyebrow. "And please, I have only ten pages to repeat."

"Only ten?"

"Yeah," he whispers and turns by my side. "I'm tired."

"I know you are, get some rest," I propose.

"Maybe I can study later," he says throwing the book away turning by my side, he hugs me and places his head on my shoulder.

I caress his hair and as I continue he falls asleep, I'm sure he didn't sleep tonight. I remain like this too and I think I felt asleep too.