You're A fishy fellow (phan AU)

Passionate

*Dan's POV*

So Phil and I are texting a lot during the night. We have a lot of inside jokes now, which I've never really had with anyone. I never get close enough to people to actually feel a deep connection. I have barley known Phil but a few days and I already feel so close to him. It's strange and also terrifying.

I'm looking at my wall, while I wait for Phil to reply. My room has a soft grey vibe to it. The walls are a light grey, with some muse posters and drawings I made. The drawings are always black and white because it looks more calming to me. It makes it feel like it's another world, not like this one. I like to create a new world in my drawings. That's why I spend so much time in my room and at the dock. There's no lights flashing or people yelling. My bed is long with a grey, black, and white duvet, laying lazily over the top. The floors in my room is a tan carpet that sometimes I lay on when I get bored of my bed. Adrian and I both have our room upstairs while my parents are downstairs on the other side of the house.

They gave up on talking to me or asking me to go places because I'm just not an outside person. I never have been. I've always just been to myself. My brother Adrian, is at a friends house again so, I'm playing my music out loud and nobody can hear. My parents also went to a party for my fathers work so, I'm stuck alone. I don't really mind though. I enjoy being alone. I wish Phil was here though. He honestly makes everything more happy and enjoyable. I decided to text him and tell him to come over and hangout. We've never hung out together accept for at the dock.

To Phil:
Heyy I'm bored you should come down to my house and hang

From Phil:
Okay sure I'll be there in a few I'm helping my mom with something

To Phil:
Alright mate I'll be waiting

For some reason I feel the need to look nice when he's coming here. I put on a button down shirt and start straightening my hair. I just don't wanna look bad for Phil. It's not like I like him like that or anything I just don't want him to hate me. I mean do I like him? I honestly don't know. I know I'm bi but do I really like Phil?

I hear Phil knock at the door and I realised I still have sweat pants on. I look so stupid with a nice shirt and sweat pants on. I'm honestly such a mess. I run down the stairs to the door. I stand for a moment, looking at the brown door with the silver handle. I take a breath, since that running down the stairs tired me out. After I calm down I open the door, to see Phil standing there. I take in how fucking amazing he looks. He is wearing a bright yellow hoodie and some pyjama pants and he looks so freaking adorable. He looks at me smiling, with his little tongue sticking out and his eyes crinkled at the corner. It's a child-like smile and it's so captivating.

"Hey, lets go hang out in my room" I say, smiling back at him and head up the stairs. He follows behind me, with his long legs.

"Okay! Sounds great" he says smiling more and following me up the stairs into my room.

We both walk in and I shut the door behind him. I sit down on my bed and he sits next to me. We are both smiling like idiots and tonight feels different than most nights with Phil. I actually feel confident and not like an awkward teenager, who doesn't know how to act around cute boys.

"So Phil, what do people do when they hangout because I honestly don't know?" I say, letting out a little chuckle. I look over at Phil and he giggles a little and I look at him, as he lays back looking at the ceiling. His jaw is very sculpted and his Adam's apple is poking out. He looks so great right now. He literally looks like he has been sculpted my the Gods themselves, from every religion, to make a person person.

"Um I actually don't know. We could talk about life." He says while he stays looking up at the ceiling.

"Okay what do you want to do when you're an adult?"

"I think I want to go into writing or something but I also really like filming and stuff like that" he says as he goes on about what he wants to do. He's so passionate about it and I can see his face light up as he talks about it. His eyes go wide and his smile on his gets bigger. He talks so fast and he talks with this hands. I love seeing him talk about something he's passionate about.

We talk for hours about life and what we want to do. We're both laying on our backs looking at the ceiling in silence now. I decide that since I feel confident tonight I'm going to hold his hand. I take a breathe and grab his hand. He turns and looks at me and I look right back. I get nervous waiting for his reaction, when he finally smiles. So I move closer and lay my head on his chest.

"Is this okay?" I ask quietly, as I listen to his heartbeat quickly. I can tell he's nervous.

I look up to Phil and he's looking down at me. He grabs my chin and slowly leans in. I can feel his breath on my lips and it feels like time is in slow motion. I close my eyes and feel his soft lips press against mine. We start to move our lips a little more, while my hand reaches to the back of his head, gripping the hair softly. He starts to lean in more, making me lay back, as he lays hovering over me. He stops for a moment and looks in my eyes. I look back at him astonished.

"You're beautiful" he tells me, as I blush looking to the side. He kisses my cheek and slowly starts kissing lower until he gets to my neck. I gasp a little because my neck is a sensitive spot and I grip a little tighter onto his hair. He starts to leave open mouth kisses that lead to nibbling. I can feel him leaving the marks on my skin. He moves his hips against mine, making us both moan and he grabs my ass and starts to put my legs around him. He kisses back up to my lips and starts unbutton my shirt, running his hand down my chest. I lay my head back, as he kisses down my neck again and goes to my chest, then to my stomach and he stops. He looks up at me putting his chin on my bulge forming in my pants, making me go insane. He has such an innocent look in his eyes even though he's doing something not innocent at all.

"May I?" He asks his voice deeper than it usually is. Oh my god his voice is so attractive when it's low.

"Maybe we should stop for now" I say hesitantly because I really don't want to stop. We should stop because I want to take it slow.

"Not that I wasn't enjoying that we should just take this slow." I say, as he comes back up and kisses my cheek, laying next to me.

"I'm glad you told me. I like taking it slow. That was a lot more than I've ever done with anyone actually." He says.

"Really? You seemed to be pretty advanced at it. Could have fooled me" I say, chuckling.

We lay there in each other's arms, talking for who knows how long and it's amazing. I'm really happy that he is like this. I'm about to fall asleep when I hear him whisper in my ear.

"I think I really like you" and he falls asleep right after, leaving me to think about it. I think I like you too.