Prompt: Phil is an art major in University, and Dan is a music major. Phil has a project due that he needs a model for, and Dan seems the perfect person.
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Phil gathered up his materials after his art class finished. He had music next, and he couldn't wait to see his best friend, Dan. "Wait, guys! I forgot to tell you, your models project is due in three days, don't forget!" The art teacher yelled at the students hustling out of the room and groans went around. Phil knew exactly who he'd ask.Dan looked at the clock that hung in his dorm. Shit! He thought. I'm going to be late for class! He gathered his music folder and notebook, shoving them into his bag, and ran out the door. On the way, he bumped into Phil. Grabbing his hand, he pulled Phil with him, running. "Woah, Dan! We have fifteen minutes!" Phil said, panting. Dan slowed down, but still had Phil's hand. He threw his head back, and laughed. "Daaaaannnn!" Phil stopped, setting his hands on knees.
Dan stopped, looked at Phil and laughed. "Oh, sorry, did I rush you a little too much?" Dan teased, making Phil pout. The two walked to the music department, into the classroom. "My chest hurts now." Phil pouted again, and Dan smiled.
"Well I didn't want to be late." Dan laughed, and Phil knew he was teasing. "Oh, Dan. I almost forgot. There's something I have to talk to you about." Phil said, sitting down next to Dan. "Yeah?" Dan raised an eyebrow. "Remember that art class I'm in? Well, I have a models project due and I need a model for it." Phil said, setting out his music folder. "And?" Dan teased; he knew what Phil was asking, but he just wanted him to say so. "Annnnddd I want you to be the model, you fucking paperclip." Phil said, smacking Dan in the back of the head. Dan just laughed.
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After classes were over, Phil decided to walk over to Dan's dorm room.
To: Danny Boy (;
Hey, is it ok if I come over to start the project? X
Phil set down the phone, putting his sketchbook and Prismacolor coloured pencils in his bag.
From: Danny Boy (;
Of course, you didn't even have to ask. Just come over you spork xx
Phil smiled, slipping his phone in his pocket and throwing his bag over his shoulder. He walked to Dan's dorm, which wasn't very far but he still wanted to make sure Dan was free.
When he got there, he knocked on the door. "HANG ON, ONE SECOND!" Phil heard Dan's voice from the other side and giggled. Dan opened the door and smiled. "Welcome to my humble abode." Dan smiled. "Quite fancy, my dear Howell." Phil laughed.
"Ok, so the theme is the human body's beauty. I'm going to capture it in various positions, like staring out of the window and your hand laying gently on your face and such." Phil explained, taking his sketchbook out of his bag. Dan nodded, sitting down on a stool. Setting his coloured pencils up in a straight line, he opened his book up to a fresh page. "I brought my camera so you don't have to stay in one position. Here, smile and look up toward your light." Phil said, adjusting Dan's head to where it was tilted. He snapped a picture then smiled. "Ok, next? Gosh, I feel bossy." Phil giggled. "It's alright. I like being your model." Dan smiled, making Phil blush, oddly enough.
Phil led Dan over to the window. "Try sitting on the edge. Please be careful, we don't need any broken bones." Phil said, making Dan chuckle. Dan sat, looking out the window. He fixed his fringe, then set his arm to where it was across his body, his hand on his shoulder. "Perfect!" Phil said, snapping another picture. Dan smiled. "Could you lift your knees for me?" Dan nodded, lifting them, and wrapping his arms around them. He set his head on his knees, tilting it to where he looked completely relaxed. "Wow.." Phil breathed out, taking a picture. He stared at it for a minute, his breath caught in his throat. Dan was absolutely beautiful, with the sunset shining on his face and into his eyes. It made his eyes shine a bit brighter. "You alright?" Dan asked, bringing Phil back to the room they stood in.
"Oh, um, yeah." Phil smiled. "So, what's next?" Dan stood up "I, um, I have to..I have to have one..uh, n-nude." Phil stuttered. Dan froze for a second, and then went back to normal. "Oh, u-uh, well, ok." Dan went toward his bedroom, closing the door gently behind him. Phil bit his lip; all he could think about was how awkward this was about to be. Dan came back out, a blue sheet wrapped around his waist. Phil briefly checked him out, unable to stop himself, and looked away. "So, um, you can keep the sheet on, you just have to keep in on one leg and your, um, well, your area." Phil laughed. Dan laughed with him.
Dan sat leaned against the wall, one leg down and one leg up, the sheet over the one that was on the ground and his area. His elbow was propped on his knee, his hand flowing free over the side and his other hand gracing his face. He looked down at the ground. Phil snapped a picture, a light pink graze splashing his cheeks like paint on a canvas. "I'm gonna start drawing, ok?" Phil smiled. Dan nodded, wrapping the sheet around his waist.
He was on the third one when Dan came up behind him. Phil blushed when he noticed Dan was still in only the sheet. "Wow. They're so beautiful." Dan breathed out, watching Phil sketch lightly. "Maybe it's the model." Phil said quietly. Dan shuffled from behind Phil, and bent down low, close to his ear. "Or maybe it's the artist." Phil shivered, setting down the pencil he was using and turning around slowly to meet Dan's eyes. He searched around Dan's face for signs of teasing, but found none, so Phil leaned in. To his surprise, Dan leaned in too. When their lips met, swirls of blue seemed to fill the sky, which was Phil's favorite colour.
When they let go, Phil smiled at Dan. "It's defiantly the model."
A/N the picture is an edit I made. I freaking love Pastel!Dan and Phil
Anyways, HELLLLLOOO KIDDY KIDDOSOSOSS! How are you?
I really like this one shot for some reason
I don't know why because it's CrapI'll probably do part two of the Hospital One shot tomorrow. XD don't hold me to it, though, because I don't know how I want them to find out they like each other.
So yah, until next time my children
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