this is so bad i'm so terrible at writing and doing things and it's moving too fast but oh well ily guys c:
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phil placed a plate of heated dinner on the table, only now realizing dan was in a much too small headspace to eat so much. dan's puppy-eyes looked up at phil curiously, probably wondering if he was really going to let him eat all this. phil shook his head apologetically, taking the food back into the kitchen and instead coming out with a small bowl of strawberry yogurt for baby dan.
dan whimpered and made grabby hands at phil once he finished feeding the small boy his yogurt, and phil then scooped him up and rocked him in his arms until he was fast asleep. it was still mid-day, so he carried the little boy to his playroom and layed him down on the fluffy blanket that he had set up earlier for dan to play on. he had to make sure his baby didn't get carpet burn.
"sleep well, baby." phil said comfortably, running his fingers through daniel's soft hair. he sat there for a little while, just to make sure dan didn't wake up and get scared because phil wasn't there. after he was sure the boy was asleep, he headed into the living room again to clean up.
after putting the groceries away he decided he would help tidy up dan's room too. he was surely much too small to clean it himself. he picked up the toys, and soon noticed a bunch of phil's own clothes that he thought had gone missing were hidden all over daniel's room. under his pillow, stuffed in boxes of toys, and overall, if dan hadn't taken any he probably would've never had to buy any new clothes since they moved here.
he had to have a chat with little daniel about this. why on earth would all of his clothes, which were much too big for dan to wear himself, be in dan's room?
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dan woke up, rubbing his still sleepy eyes. he managed to get up and walked over to his bedroom, where he saw phil looking in the pink drawers. oh dear, he hoped phil hadn't found his big boy toys.
"ph-phiw" dan whimpered, he tried to say more but he was simply too small.
phil whipped around quickly, his eyes widening in guilt when he saw the small boy stood at the entrance of the room.
"baby, you're awake." phil smiled, and dan nodded softly in response.
"wh-what were you l-looking f-for," he stuttered out, and his hands were practically shaking.
"well, i came in here to clean up your bedroom a bit and noticed you have been stealing some of my clothes." phil explained, trying not to sound too dominant for he knew dan was still very small.
dan looked down at his tiny sock-clad feet, too nervous to explain to phil that he'd been stealing his clothes when he was away so he wouldn't miss the tall man so much.
"you don't have to explain now baby, you're far too little aren't you?" phil cooed, slowly making his way over to the small boy. dan nodded, still looking down submissively.
"i-i just, i w-wanted to c-cuddle y-yous but yous was not h-here." he was blushing, but still facing the ground, so phil didn't know that.
then phil couldn't help himself, the boy was being so shy and so small, and all he wanted was to be the only one who would take care of him and keep him safe forever.
"daddy's here now, baby."
