I do.

•Dan's POV•
I had missed this. Being able to look down and see a beautiful boy in my arms, with his head on my stomach, clutching my hand like it was his life sorce. I smiled, the corners of my eyes crinkling as I leaned down and buried my face in his jet black hair. I inhaled the scent of cinnamon and jasmine and underneath, a fragrance that was very distinctively Phil. I lifted my head as he turned his, and my heart jumped into my throat. I would never get tired of seeing those eyes, bright and alive, healthy and whole. I forgot how to breathe, and Phil must have seen, because he burst out with laughter.

I hate my laugh. It's loud and obnoxious and overpowering, but Phil's is different. He is different. His laugh sounds like perfection feels like. He looks like perfection feels like. He is perfection.

"Hey," ,Phil murmured, tapping my nose with the tip of his finger. "I feel like this is a great time to tell you something."

"What?" The word barely escaped my lips.

"I love you. I do."

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A/N Hi! My name's Trinity and I'm a young aspiring writer. This is my first ever fic, and I know it's not the greatest out there but I would 100% appreciate it if you commented and voted:) I love you all
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