Nouveau à vie; Phan AU

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Dan woke up to a delicious scent, making his mouth watery. He had to know what that scent was. He picked himself up, letting out a soft cry. He was numb and his body ached. "Phil?" He called out, knowing he was home by the aroma in the air.

"Phil" Dan called out again, slightly louder. He heard footsteps come up the stairs, a smile forming onto his face. He stopped smiling as the footsteps stopped in front of the door. "Phil" he said quietly, knowing he was standing in front of the door. Dan got irritated, not knowing what Phil wanted.

Dan breathed in before he let words slip out of his lips. "Daddy help" he said, watching the door open and phil step in. "Yes?" Phil questioned, leaning against the doorway. "I need help getting up" Dan said, reaching his arms out. He watched Phil step in front of his view with a gentle smile. "Up up up" Phil said and picked up Dan as if he was a small child.

"I'm not a baby I'm twenty years old"

"You're my little baby" Phil said and rubbed his face against Dan's, earning soft grumbling. "And you're pretty petite for a twenty year old". Dan adverted his gaze and said nothing. "So what if I'm small..." He said in a quiet voice, finally speaking up.

Sort of

"Don't get heated up about that" Phil said, with a gentle and kind tone. "Come on let's go have breakfast" he pecked Dan's lips before carrying him out of the bedroom. Today felt strangely weird, as if what was happening right now was all a fake.

Dan started to feel sick and he laid his head on Phil's shoulder. He was right about today feeling weird, as soon as he opened his eyes he was greeted by a familiar room. He groaned before his nose picked up the familiar aroma from his somewhat lucid dream. He rubbed his eyes and took notice of the empty room.

Strange

Dan didn't even bother to get up or move, instead just staying where he was. He stared at the door and huffed, not daring to call out to Phil. He closed his eyes and tried to drift off again to sleep, another nap sounded good right now. If he couldn't walk right now, he might as well sleep in all day.

Dan started to drift off again before hearing the door open. He didn't budge, staying on his spot with his eyes closed. He felt the bed sink and the delicious aroma get stronger. He moaned out of tiredness as fingers pushed back his hair. Dan, deciding not to be a dick like last time, peered his eyes open and stared at Phil.

Dan watched Phil place a mug he was holding, down by the bed counter. He watched him with big, brown, chocolate eyes. He shuddered as the bed sheets where pulled away from his grip, letting air blow in trough where his skin was exposed. He didn't say anything neither did Phil.

Dan squealed as Phil slid his hands under his jumper. He decided not to throw a fit and just toss his head back. "You're warm" Phil finally spoke up. "Dan" he called out softly. He watched the younger male turn his head back at him and stare. "Can you walk?" He asked, a smirk forming up his lips.

Dan knitted his brows and huffed, turning his head to the side. "You have a mouth" Phil said, squeezing Dan's sides. "use it" he said in a lowered, angered voice. "A-ah...no I can't walk" Dan responded, feeling his cheeks warm up with heat. He moaned as Phil's cold hands reached up to his chest. "I've barely done anything and you're already moaning?".

Dan blushed in embarrassment, he didn't reply and instead gave a faint nod. He bit his lip as Phil pinned his wrists to each side of the bed. He looked up at Phil but quickly yelped as his neck was bitten. He tossed his head back and moaned, letting Phil mark all over his neck. He didn't want to have sex twice but right now his whole body was tingling and begging to be touched.