"I promise" [Phan]

monopoly

Wednesday ; 7:26pm (another 3 weeks later)
Phil: where are you?
read 7:26pm
Phil: ?????
Dan: i'm at my house
Phil: open the door then
Dan: what? why?
Phil: you'll see x

Dan chewed on the sleeve of his pastel blue sweater nervously, making his way to the front door. Once he opened it, it revealed a smiling Phil with roses in his left hand and a box of chocolates in the other. A soft smile tugged at Dans lips as Phil put them down to wrap his arms around the other boy, picking him up almost since he was pretty light and smaller than him. "You dont have to buy me things, Phil, how many times have I told you?" The smile on Dans lips wouldn't disappear, in fact it kept growing larger and larger which made him feel like an idiot. Over the past three weeks Phil had been coming up to Dans door and just bringing him gifts. He thought it was pretty cute if he was honest.

"Of course I do! Now are you going to let me in?" Phil chuckled playfully, causing Dan to roll his eyes and open the door a little wider for the punk boy, the smile still planted on his lips. He opened the box of chocolates and placed one in his mouth, Phil smiling over at him as he closed the door behind him and took a chocolate too, placing it in his own mouth. Once they'd both finished their pieces of chocolate, Dan rushed to the kitchen to grab the vase the purple tulips were in. By now they were dead, so he took them out and threw them in the bin. Then he walked back over to Phil with a vase quarter-way filled with water and handed it to him.

Phil smiled and placed the ruby-red roses in the pretty vase, placing it on the same window sill the purple tulips were sat on. Dan wasn't really sure why this boy wanted to hang out with him so often, because he probably had loads of other friends to be with. Or maybe he was just trying to hook up with Dan, he did seem like a bit of a fuckboy. He honestly didn't know why he trusted this punk, he was stupid.

"So, I have this idea," Phil started, a small grin planted on his lips. "Wanna play a board game? We could play monopoly, I brought it with me" He giggled a little, his eyes brightly staring into Dans, the pastel boy just giving him a small smile in response as if to say "sure". Maybe he wasn't a fuckboy after all, since, would a fuckboy really ask to play monopoly with you?