daddy material

love you for you

Dan's POV

((Just a warning, Dan is described as shorter in this chapter))
((Another warning, this is not edited.))

Phil and were walking along the sidewalk, swinging our hands while he carried his suits in the other one. I was about to ask if we could go see a movie and then eat dinner when someone called out for him.

"Philip!"

We stop suddenly and Phil smiles when he sees an old bald dude dressed in a suit. I know for a fact he likes Phil a lot more than Philip. And I'm also sure the old guy got dressed in a dark closet. Nothing matched.

"Clark! Wow, I didn't expect to see you here!" Phil laughs. I frown, and look up at him. I was only a few inches shorter though, so it wasn't that much of a height difference.

I realized that Phil and Bad-Fashion-Sense were staring at me.

"W-what?" I ask, embarrassed. Phil chuckles, but it sounds forced. "Clark asked if you were in college."

I furrow my brows. Why would he ask that? I graduated already, getting a degree in arts. I tell him so. Maybe I should've told him about the law degree too.

"Huh, no wonder. You're gay, wearing girl clothes. No surprise in going to college for arts! You probably like flowers ands kittens and puppies and stuff. Right?" He laughs and looks to Phil, to see if he was laughing too, nudging him on the shoulder. He's not, though he has a scary look on his face.

I start feeling my heart pump. I'm not sure what he means but Phil tightens his grip on my hand. I let out a whimper because it sorta hurts.

"This is my boyfriend. Don't ever fucking talk about him like that. Got it?" He got closed to the man's face, his voice lower than normal and in a threatening way. Clark gulps and nods his shiny head.

"Good. Now fucking leave me and Dan alone. Don't ever think about speaking to me again." Clark nods quickly and leaves.

"Daddy? I whisper.

Phil looks down at me, his features softening.

"It's okay baby, he's just being an ass. C'mon, what do you want to do now?"

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When we got home, around 8ish, I went straight up to my room. I jumped on to the bed, settling on my back. I kicked off my shoes and let out a sigh. Phil walked in, putting the bags on the ground by the closet.

I was tired, just barely conscious. I closed my eyes and felt Phil set next to me, on the edge of the bed.

"Phil?" I mumbled.

"Yes love?"

I sat up, facing him.

"Do you... Does it bother you that I wear girly clothes?" I asked, my voice timid.

Phil frowned and got up, crouched in front of me.

"Daniel James Howell, I love you for you. You could shave your head and it wouldn't make me love you any less." I smiled a little at that part. "Don't let anyone put you down for doing something that makes you happy. Okay? You're amazing just as you are now and anyone else who thinks other wise can fuck right off."

I was looking down at my hands but I looked up into Phil's deep blue eyes. I could feel tears in the corner of my own and I could only simply nod, a smile making its way on to my face. I was glad I had such an amazing boyfriend.

"Okay." I muttered, letting him take my hands into his. He stood, bringing my up, and hugged me tightly. He bowed his head to give me a soft kiss and pressed his forehead against mine.

"I love you Dan Howell, don't forget that. You're mine and I'm yours. Now c'mon, let's get to bed. I'll cancel all my plans for tomorrow and we can have a lazy day. How does that sound love?" He asked, rubbing small circles on my hand with his thumb. I nodded quickly, smiling, and feeling a lot better.

"That would be nice." I say and we get into bed, him holding me and me with my head nuzzled into his neck.

I feel safe and warm in his arms and I fall asleep with a smile on my face.

+oh hi :)

just watched love simon (it's amazing), had my last day of school today (a little sad) and had an actual conversation with my crush (might die but that's okay)

how is everyone else? hope you're doing amazing and have an amazing day :)

AND ALSO HAPPY PRIDE!! :D

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