Hush《D.H.+P.L.》

Everything I do is Bittersweet

New cover thoughts??? C:

Also, SORRY THIS IS SO LATE OMG I THOUGHT I POSTED THIS BYE

When Phil got off the bus, he sighed and rubbed his head. He was still hurting and honestly hoped his father was in a good mood. Oh wait, that's right, his father is never in a good mood. He either feels like hitting Phil or doesn't.

Phil slowly stepped into the house and saw his father straightening his tie in a mirror.

"Philip, go get ready. We're leaving sooner than expected because Jonathan needs help setting up. Look decent if at all possible." Phil's father said in a very professional tone of voice. Phil scowled but went up to his room to change into the one suit he had. It was always Philip this and Philip that. Phil hated it.

When they got to Jonathan's house, Phil followed his father into the living room as he always did when they went to any dinner party. The house was huge and lovely. It was perfect for a family of thirty, in Phil's opinion.

"Ah, I'm glad you're here. What you, or Philip of course, can do for me is show the catering where to go. They should be here any second." Jonathan explained.

"Philip, would you care to?" Phil's father asked. He nodded, as if denying were an option, and went towards the kitchen.

"I marked it!" Jonathan called. Phil turned his head and smiled and nodded. As he was turning to look forward, he bumped into someone and fell back on his bum.

"Oh, sorry about that- Phil!" Dan said happily. Phil looked at Dan who was in front of him. In a tux. He looked good. Great, in fact. Fuck. Phil thought. "You alright, Phil?" Dan asked. Phil nodded and stood up. He pointed at the kitchen, and Dan glanced in the direction of the room and nodded.

"Helping the catering?" Dan asked. Phil nodded. "Need help?" Phil crossed his arms and smiled slightly. He knew Dan just wanted to hang around him, but he wanted to hear him say it. "Fine, I don't want to be here either and need a friend to be with." Phil smiled and nodded. He walked past Dan and motioned for him to follow into the kitchen.

They showed the caterers how Jonathan wanted things. "Oh, here, by the way. Found these lying around." Dan said as he handed Phil a pen and paper pad. Phil smiled.

Thanks! I really don't know why we had to help set up if there were post-its everywhere. Phil wrote. Dan read it and smiled as he nodded. Phil loved his smile. He had this dimple that was so cute, and his smile reached his eyes.

"Yeah, well, that's my dad for you." Dan said. Phil raised a curious eyebrow.

He's your dad? So this is your house? Dan nodded. It's really lovely. And big. Really big. Dan laughed.

"As are other things of mine." Dan joked, then laughed as he sat on the counter. Phil smacked his arms and smiled widely.

I hate you and your jokes. Phil playfully wrote. Dan smiled and looked at Phil. He tilted his head slightly, and Phil pulled a face that said 'what is it?'