Adopted By Phan. (sequel to Adopted by Phan a Dan and Phil Phanfiction)

Day with the boys

   Possible trigger warning.

Phil's POV:
      Light shined into the room through the curtains. I turn to my left where Dan was by my side. His cute curly hobbit hair. His bracelets on his wrist. I know why they're there. But, he doesn't like talking about them. At least he is clean...I hope.
     "Dan..." I whisper. He flinches at his name. Turning away, facing the piano. Exposing his back. "Dan wake up, baby." I kiss his neck.
     He chuckles, "Phil, save that for tonight." He jokingly swipes me away.
     "Gotta get up!" I climb out of bed and slip on a shirt.
      "I'm tired though..." He complains.
     I smile and walk over to the bed, he has stolen both duvets. Wow Dan wow. "Probably because you stay up until 3 am playing Mario kart! Get up!"
      "No."
     "I guess I have no choice, but..." I yank both duvets off of him.
    "Phiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllll..."
    "Get up! Or I'll eat your cereal."
    "YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY CEREAL!" He screams as he runs to the kitchen.
     Well that worked.
     I follow him, still groggy from walking up. I walk to the bathroom to put my contacts in. Until I drop one down the drain. Great...just great.
      Dan says I look sexier with glasses. I hate them. But I have no choice. 
     Later on after breakfast, Dan got Kyle ready. He straightened his hair and grabbed his coat. I got Kyle. He didn't want to walk. He refused to leave unless if I held him.
     I know. I know. I shouldn't give in. But he is just a kid. And we need him to trust us.
     We walk down to the shopping center.
      I had given Kyle to Dan because my arms were getting tired.
     "Alright. So, what should we get first?" I ask.
     "Probably some clothes for him."
     I nod and go into the closest clothes store. We walk over to the boys area. Dan let's Kyle down and kneels to his level. "If you like something, tell us. Okay?" He nods.
        He walks around a bit and starts to point to pants, shirts, and pajamas he likes. Dan and I grabbed what ever he likes off of the hangers.
      "Alright. We should probably should make sure this is his size." I say while taking some hangers from Dan.
      "I don't really want to take like an hour trying everything on..."
     "True..."
      "Here." Dan starts. "Kyle baby, turn around!"
      Kyle just stares at Dan...looking petrified.
      "What?" Dan asks. "Sweetie turn around."
     He shakes his head.
    "Please? I want to check your shirt size!"
       "No!!" He screams.
      "Kyle!" Dan scolds. "I am your father and you will obey me!"
      Kyle stares and sits on the ground, crying.
    Dan face palms and checks the boys size. Kyle screams and swipes him away. Kicking and crying.
     "Kyle!" He shouts. "Stand up right now young man!"
      He keeps kicking and screaming.
      "That's it!!" He throws the clothes he's carrying on the floor and picks up Kyle. Roughly putting him in the plastic cart.
     He picks up the clothes and throws them into the cart as well.
     He grabs the cart and goes to check out. Paying. Kyle slowly stopped crying and slowly turned into sobs.
We left the store, Kyle had calmed down and stopped making any noise. I held the clothes and dan took Kyle into his right hand.
Dan had told Kyle that what he did was impolite, especially in a store, but he tried not to be I harsh on him.
He had said sorry and dan had forgiven him. We had decided to go to he store and get him some new toys to play with.
He entered and we told him he can have 5 toys for now. Hopefully he knows how to count.
He walked around and started to pick some toys. He first picked hot wheels set, he already had like 50 from the orphanage! But okay.
He than picked a fake sword with shield. Then bus lighter from you story. He didn't want a teddy bear because he wanted to keep his dinosaur alone. So instead he chose a pillow with dinosaurs on it. Next some trains and cars, then even more hot wheels.
I paid this time, and we all went home where we let Kyle play with his new toys and Dan and I cooked some dinner.
I decided to call someone.
"Hello?" She answers. Yes.
"Molly! You're there!" I smile.
"Who is this?"
I chuckle. "It's Phil you silly!!"
"Why are you calling?"
   "Just to see how it's going!!"
    "Ha! Tricked ya! Leave a message after the beep!" I hang up. I don't like leaving messages.
      She's probably busy! Oh well.