Chapter Seventeen

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December 19th, 1944

Stockport, England

"You're fucking cute," mumbled Phil as he made out with Dan. Dan hummed against him, his hands finding their way to his own boxers. He slipped his hand in and Phil tsked, pulling him away.

"Hasn't baby learned anything," said Phil, as he smirked. Dan pouted and Phil kissed him roughly, him pushing him back onto the bed and he showed him who was boss.

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March 2nd, 1945

Manchester, England

"Phil, I don't wanna do it anymore!" cried Dan as he sobbed into Phil's pillow. Phil rubbed his back and comforted the younger.

"You don't have to do it, love." Phil assured him. Dan shook his head, getting more angry.

"I don't wanna fucking do it!" Dan screamed and he picked up the pill bottle and threw it across the room. The cap broke off and the pills went everywhere.

The flat was silent as Dan's heavy breathing turned into soft sobs. Phil held Dan in his arms and he shook his head.

"S'okay, you don't have to take them." Phil kissed his forehead. Dan sobbed even more.

"No, Phil, they check up on me to see if I'm not gay anymore!" Dan cried out, shutting his eyes. "They make me take them, no matter what." Phil's heart clenched and he wished his friend hadn't told anyone Dan was a homosexual.

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