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Eight

Phil's POV~

It was June 11, Dan's birthday. I wanted to do something really special for him, it being his eighteenth birthday. I knew he loved being spoiled, even if he wouldn't admit it. I thought I could take him to my place to have dinner and cuddle and watch movies like he likes to.

Having everything planned out, I drove to his house and was about to get out and knock, when I decided I'd call instead.

Dan's POV~

"Hey, Phil. what's up?" I said once I picked up the phone.

"Dan Howell, how would you like to come over to my house for the weekend while my parents are out to keep me company?" I wondered if he genuinely wanted me over to "keep him company," or if was because he knew it was my birthday. Either way, I responded truthfully.

"I'd love to, Phil," I said, smiling like an idiot.

"Great, I'll pick you up in about two seconds." I was confused, but before I even had time to question it, I heard the sound of the doorbell. Knowing who it was, I marveled over how amazing my boyfriend was.

"Phil, w-what is this?" I said as Phil walked me into his house. There were lit candle and a neatly set table.

"I just thought my boyfriend deserved something on his birthday," Phil said, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and kissing my neck. I had forgotten it was my birthday, as my family had stopped celebrating it when i was ten, and I never had anyone to care about it. Phil's kissing was making me shiver with pleasure, and i pulled away to remove my jacket.

"Shall we?" Phil asked as he took my hand and led me to the table.

"Definitely," I responded, letting Phil pull me pull me in for a passionate kiss before he sat me down so he could get the food.

Phil's POV'
"Dan, are you sure you're not tired?" It was about 11:30 and Dan was cuddled up in a ball hugging a pillow next to me, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

"No, no I'm pumped," he mumbled, moving to rest his head on my lap. I began to stroke and play with his hair, something I knew Dan liked.

"Alright, if you say so," I retorted. Dan was soon dazed and mumbling things I couldn't understand.

"What did you say, love?" I asked when I heard him mumble my name.

"I said, I love you Phil," he said quietly, moving up so he could wrap his arms around my neck and kiss me lightly.

"I love you too, Dan. Do you want to move to the bedroom so you can sleep?" I myself wasn't tired, but I didn't want to keep Dan up if he was so tired.

"No, no, I want to wake up," Dan said, trying to stand but falling to the ground.

"God, Dan, are you okay?" I said, quickly standing and kneeling next to Dan. Dan only nodded and laughed, falling into my arms.

"God, I'm such a clutz," Dan said as he continued to laugh, letting me pull him up.

"Well, that's one way to wake up," I joked, wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him close.

"Yeah, now I'm really up," he said as he wrapped his arms around me and closed the gap, kissing me forcefully. I was stunned by his forcefulness, but kissed him back right away. Dan's hands were gripping at my hair and mine were working at getting his shirt off.

"Do you want to move to t-"

"Yes," Dan cut me off. I broke the kiss for a moment to pick Dan up, his legs wrapping around my waist and his arms around my neck. I locked our lips again, carrying him to my bedroom and laying him down on the bed gently. I moved so I had each of my knees were on either side of Dan's thighs.