hi how are you all i hope youre having a great day and if you arent, fight whoever is preventing that from happening
dan closed his eyes, swallowing audibly. "phil," he breathed.
"um, if you're looking for the bathroom, i don't think you're in the right place," he murmured.
dan shook his head, opening his eyes and looking at the boy. "i w-wasn't. i needed t-to get away f-fr-from j-john-nathon." phil's eyebrows shot up. "i d-didn't know you w-were g-gay,"
phil smiled, walking closer. "i'm not. bi though,"
dan could feel his neck growing hot. "o-oh. i'm s-so-"
phil waved it off. "do you have a stutter?" daniel nodded. "how come i never noticed?"
"w-we never re-really t-ta-talked t-to each oth-ther."
phil hummed, studying the boy in front of him. how old was dan now, fifteen? sixteen? younger than he looked, and definitely more attractive.
"you're quite cute dan," phil started. "very pretty eyes. how old are you now?"
dan turned red. "ph-phil, i dont th-think th-that's very app-propriate," he mumbled, unable to tear his eyes away from phil's.
"just answer the question."
"s-sixteen," he choked out.
"really? older than reagan?" he asked, nearly suffocating dan with how close he was.
"b-b-by eight m-months."
"hmm," phil walked impossibly closer, until they were flush against each other. "do you think you can keep a secret for me, dan?" he whispered.
dan's heart slowed down significantly, and his shoulders slumped. "d-depends on what th-the s-secret is ab-bout," he said, feeling calmer now that things weren't going in a different direction.
"about this," phil gestured between the two. "not telling john about what's happening between us right now, and what may happen," he smirked as dan began to panic again.
"ph-phil, i-i d-" phil shook his head, silencing dan.
"maybe it's best if we don't tell anyone about this," phil murmured, ducking down and grazing his teeth over dan's neck.
dan gasped, trying to push phil away, only for his hands to be pinned at his sides. "th-this is a b-bad idea," dan whispered, trying to move his neck away.
"oh well, guess we'd better make sure no one finds out then," phil said before biting down gently on dan's neck.
a soft noise sounded from the back if dan's throat and phil smirked, repeating the action before sucking lightly on the skin.
"s-st-stop, phil," dan moaned quietly, trying to move out of the way.
"baby," phil shook his head. "no one tells me when to stop."
----an----
okay its definitely shining through in all of my stories that i love the idea of fuckboy phil yikes
dont judge me
