Gay Dads [Adopted By Phan} (Complete!)

Seven Howell-Lester.

Here we go. The last chapter of Gay Dads. I re-wrote this three times in three different ways.

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Seven's POV

"Hi.

I'm Seven Howell-Lester.

There's nothing in the world that I hate, there's nobody in the world that I hate, and there's no reason for me to hate.

I'm not worth more than the poor girl that can barely afford school, and I'm not worth less than the rich boy that buys his way into giant fancy colleges.

I'm someone who's spent too much time online, but has gotten a life from it. Ignore the weird stalkers and fake thirteen-year-olds, and the Internet is a great place.

Especially YouTube.

See, the Internet is the reason my dads have a home and the money to care for me and themselves. It's the reason so many people love my parents and look up to them, and it's the reason my dads have been able to help so many people.

My life isn't planned out and I don't know how it'll go, I've learned to just let it all happen.

I remember sitting in my room at the orphanage, brainlessly playing My Chemical Romance and being edgy.

I'm still edgy.

I spend time looking at memes and watching videos. Only now I'm re-watching videos that I made and checking for mistakes, only now I'm brightening people up by messaging or tweeting them. Reading comments is the most hilarious thing.

Adults and others will say and think I've got no life, or say that you've got no life.

I'm being so sentimental because today was my last day of school and I know things are going to happen during the summer.

If someone tries to tell you that you don't have a life, or you're wrong, or do anything that goes against you, I want you to look them in the eye and say, 'You should try fucking a llama. I bet that's why you're so grumpy, you haven't found the right llama yet.'

I'm serious, I actually want people to say that.

I know I'm very lucky to live the life that I have, and I know that some people think I'm not grateful for it, and I admit there's times when I don't show how grateful I really am.

I'm thirteen, gay, edgy, and 'emo'.

But I'm worth as much as everybody else, and everybody else is worth as much as me. I don't care how much I may dislike you, if you're in a life-threatening situation, I will do as much as I can to save you.

This video is short, I know, but I felt like you guys needed to know this.

Bye, love you."

I turn off the camera and leave my room because Phil calls me for dinner. I walk into the lounge and see Dan and him snuggling on one end of the couch, both with a pizza in their mouth. I smile. Finally those two decided to get together, the whole world was waiting.

"Anime night?" I ask, glancing at the TV screen which had the cover of Tokyo Ghoul on it. Both Dan and Phil nodded in unison.

I take a piece of pizza and sit on the other end of the sofa. Dan plays the episode and we all watch intently, except for me. My mind keeps drifting off. Phil pauses the TV and looks at me.

"Seven? What're you thinking about?"

I blink and give him a sheepish smile when I realize I haven't even bitten my pizza one little bit.

"Just...thinking...about my life."

Phil opens his arms, hitting Dan lightly in the face, and motions for me to come over. I crawl over and snuggle in the middle of them.

"Thanks for everything," I murmur.

"Don't make this super sentimental and cheesy, Seven. I will bring out Tumblr if you do." Dan warns. I smile at him and dramatically throw my head back. "Thank you, oh thank you, you've given me such an amazing life and many things to cry and cringe about on the Internet!"

Phil laughs loudly and Dan pulls out his phone and drops it on my lap which is open to Tumblr. I read, 'Seven Howell-Lester x Reader smut, top!Seven'.

I scream and throw Dan's phone to the other side of the couch. "First off!" I yell. "I am ninety-nine percent sure I am not a top! Second of all, why was that opened on your phone, Dan?!"

"I DON'T KNOW."

Phil just sat there, laughing. After a while we all settle down again and cuddle back up. Dan goes to put his pizza in his mouth but I catch it with my teeth and take a bite. He gives me an annoyed but amused look before turning back to the TV.

Soon enough, I realize we've got through four episodes, and Dan and Phil both have their heads resting on me. I go to get up, but Phil's left arm and Dan's right arm tighten around me. So I rest back down and close my eyes, not even bothering to turn off the TV.

Yes, this is a cheesy sentimental moment that'll be one hundred percent cringe one day, but I don't care.

I love it.

My name is Seven Howell-Lester and I love this cheesy moment.

You

put

your

arms

around

me

and

I'm

home.

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