Dan sighed as he looked down at the almost empty wallet he had stolen last week. The guy had no cards but had almost $500 in cash. Which Dan used to buy more clothes and food for a month at least. But cash ran out fast. He also still owed more people money for favors and giving him money. Dean slowly got up and started walking towards the park. This was all his dads' fault, he got kicked out because he confessed to being gay. He knew his dad would have a hard time with it but he didn't expect his father to kick him out. His mother said nothing, just cried as he left.
Dan walked into the bathrooms of the local campsite, near the park. He grabbed his new outfit and hopped in the shower. Once he washed up, he got out and dressed in a black,slim fit v-neck tee, ripped and stretched black skinny jeans, black and white converse, and a black hoodie/jacket. He wears black so he is not noticeable, easily concealed and no one can tell the police anything special about him. He had to dye his hair many times, right now his hair is a light red, an ugly color but he needed to look different. He slipped in some green colored contacts and put on his fake glasses, he bought them from Hot Topic when he was 15, so they're old but they look real. He puts on his New York Yankees hat, and slipped out of the bathroom, running back to his spot under the bridge. The bridge is right next to Lester Corp., a video game and anime distributor, one of the tops in the country. Dan knew who he could get next, the CEO of Lester Corp., Philip Lester. Though the man is extremely good looking with his dark, fringed hair, beautiful blue eyes, and slim, yet muscular body, through the swanky suit, of course. He is oblivious, always happy and willing to look past a guy walking past him.
Phil walked out of his business, Lester Corp. Technically his father started it and he was the heir to it. Phil has always loved video games and anime but he hated board room meetings and conference calls. He sighed and ran his hands through his hair, unbuttoning his jacket and walking towards the small cafe down the street. He usually went there for lunch on days when he could get lunch. He was walking peacefully when he felt a presence behind him. He kept walking, thinking he was just paranoid since people are everywhere in London. He hears small, fast footsteps behind him as he approaches the cafe. He turns around to find a guy as tall as him, with light red hair and green eyes. He is wearing glasses and a New York hat. Phil looked down at the rest of his outfit and noticed he was wearing all black, and he had the hood up on his jacket. Phil looked at the man's face once more and spoke, curiosity laced in his words.
"Hello? Who are you?"
Dan stared into Phil's eyes, lost for words. He notices that Phil's lips are moving and he does the first thing that comes to his mind.
He kisses Phil.
He leans forward and presses his lips to Phil's. At first, he doesn't register this and reaches around the other guy to grab his wallet. When his brain catches up with him, his eyes widen and he quickly pulls away, looking at Phil for a moment.
Phil looks at the other boy in shock, barely knowing him but feeling a pull towards him. He steps forward to talk to the man again but Dan runs away, his hat falling off his head, landing on the ground in front of Phil. Phil bent down and picked up the hat, looking at it and strangely enough, smelling it. He smelled the warm smell of sugar and cinnamon, a wonderful combination. He smiled and put it away in his pocket, but once he felt around did he realize that his wallet was gone. He facepalmed in realization and sighed, walking towards the road for a taxi.Once he got home, he decided he would find that boy, and he'd get his wallet back.
-------------------------------------------------------A few days later----------------------------------------------------
Dan walks out of the gas station by the bridge he was temporarily living under. He went and managed to get a job, even if his record said he was a thief. He only got caught once and did his time of 60 days in jail. He ran his hand through his hair and walked towards the local drug store. He remembered back to the kiss he had with Phil Lester. He was surprised he had such balls and was also embarrassed at how it had happened, he didn't expect Phil to turn around. He recalled how the kiss felt, Phil had surprisingly soft lips, and he tasted like mint and french vanilla. He also smelled like coffee beans and printer ink. Dan subconsciously touched his lips and snapped out of his trance when he almost hit another person. He didn't look at them, just put his head down and walked faster, yelling his apology.
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Thief (Phan AU one-shot)
RomanceAn alternate universe where Dan is a gay man living on the streets, stealing people's wallets and avoiding the cops under local London bridges. While Phil is a bisexual CEO of Lester Corp. where he can't help but notice the boy following him, wearin...