and now you're dead //phan [PERMANENT HIATUS] (book #2)

eight

"peej?" phil mumbled as he woke up slowly.

"yeah?" he whispered and kissed on top pf phil's head.

"thanks for being here with me, i hate waking up alone"

"it's just nice, i'm usually always alone too" pj said and shuffled down a little so their eyes could meet.

"i really love your eyes, peej" phil smiled. "they're so pretty"

"thank you" he mumbled and hugged phil, their noses pressing together.

phil suddenly realised how close they were and felt his cheeks flush as he closed his eyes.

"pj... you- you're really close" he said quietly as he tried to not tense up.

"fuck it" pj thought and removed the last bit of empty space between their lips.

it felt nice, but oh so wrong at the same time. tears started stinging in phil's eyes, but he still kissed back. his previously loose grip of pj's hair tightened a little.

he wanted to stop, but he couldn't for a lot of reasons, one was that he had no way of pushing pj away, another one was that a part of him didn't want to because his lips were so soft, the third reason was that he just desired more contact like this. he had really missed a pair of lips on his own.

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