Daddy and me ( Little Boy SEQUEL)

Dan swears a lot

Phil's pov
"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" Dan cursed, as we played Mario Kart. This is the game where Dan swears like a sailor. Actually, when doesn't he swear like a sailor?

"Chill." I laughed, causing the boy to just roll his eyes.

"Aren't you sassy?" I edged on, trying to make the 22 year old angrier. Dan is intimidating as a butterfly when he's angry. Except when he's drunk. Now, that's a different story.

"I will literally punch you in the face." He grumbled; I ruffled his hair resulting in him pushing my hand away.

"LITERALLY." I mocked him; he pushed his remote to the side, tackling me on to my back.

"Dan!" I laughed, as he began playfully punching my chest. He quickly pinned my arms over my head as I resisted against his tickling hands.

               "Don't make me beat your butt!" I finally wrestled him off, grabbing the man from the hood of his sweater.

                "Noooo. Be gone!" He shouted as I pinned him down to the couch. I laughed, as I started laying kisses down his neck.

"Stopppp. Can we do something today? We could see what Louise is doing." He suggested; I crawled off him, grabbing my phone from the table.

               "If you want. I was hoping today would just be a us day." I sighed; he ignored me, hopping to the kitchen.

"We haven't seen Louise in awhile. Stop." He said playfully; I followed him to the kitchen, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"I love you." I mumbled into his neck; he held me, stroking my back.

"I'm sorry.." He kissed my neck, before releasing me from the embrace.

"I love you. You never say it anymore.." I tried again; I could tell Dan was getting frustrated with me. But I was so used to getting all his attention. I was used to him being my little fanboy. But now he grew up and he doesn't need me as much anymore.

"Phil. Don't do this right now. I'm not getting into another fight with you." He told me seriously; his voice went deep and he walked off again causing me to just desperately follow behind.

"You ignore me all the fucking time. All you care about is your YouTube channel and what the fans think about you! You're not you anymore. You're so caught up in the bullshit." I blew up; I lost it. This was it. Another fight that won't even solve anything because Dan is too stubborn. I don't know how I blew up so fast. Did his actions silently piss me off so much that it all bundled up into this moment?

"You're so fucking clingy and annoying now. I don't fucking need that. You go do your thing and I will do mine. It's all your fault the fans are on my ass anyways and now I have to fix it. So, fuck you. Go be butt buddies with PJ." He snapped, slamming his bedroom door.

I stood outside the door, resting my forehead against it. I let the tears fall, not even bothering to wipe them. Why did he have to hurt me so much? Why do I love him so much? I can't understand why the hell I deserve this.

"I love you! Fuck, Dan. Why can't you get that through your head?! Where the fuck would I go? You're my other half. Every step I take away from you just rips my heart in half. I need you. You're under my skin." I cried to him through the door; I sat against it, burying my face in my hands.

Love is a terrible thing sometimes. I got up, hastily wiping my tears away. I walked down the hall to the front door. I need to be away from him. There's no way I can handle his shit right now. One moment, he's sweet and loving and the next he's a giant asshole.

"Wait! Phil. I'm sorry." Dan exclaimed, the moment I opened the front door.

"You said you didn't need me. So, I'm leaving. Go do your YouTube shit. You're too busy for me." I snapped back, pulling up the hood to my coat.

"No! I do. Fuck. I just- I need my space sometimes. I'm sorry I blew up on you. Please don't leave." He grabbed my wrist, pulling my body back into his embrace.

               "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Phil. I'm so so sorry." He rested his head on my shoulder, as he stroked my back. I sighed, relaxing into him.  He slowly took my coat off, throwing it in a random direction.

                "You can't just treat me like shit then drag me back in." I muttered; he pressed his lips to mine and I just rolled my eyes, kissing the boy back.

              "Spank me." He said; I stepped back, blinking a couple times.

               "What?" I questioned; he just smirked, caressing my face with his palm.

              "Punish me. You know you want to." I just sighed at his immature behavior, grabbing the boy by the wrist. I took him to his bedroom, pushing him over the mattress.

            He quickly pulled his skinny jeans off, as I leaned over his half naked body.

           "You've been a very bad boy, Dan. You're going to learn your lesson." I told him sternly; he lifted his ass up, whining a bit.
  
            "Yes, daddy." I laid down the first swat and he whimpered.

              I continued the slaps, making Dan moan with each smack against his red ass.

            "Don't pull your sassy bullshit again, understand?!" I snapped, forcefully slamming my hand down again causing him to cry out.

              "Yes! Fuck. I'm a good boy now." He cried out; I let down one last spank before cuddling up with him. I kissed his neck, causing him to mumble another sorry.

             "Say it." I told him; he sighed, relaxing against my hold.

               "I love you, Phil."
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Updated (: hope you guys enjoyed. I'm sorry it took a long time to update. I've been so busy lately and I'm sorry that this update is so short. -Madcatlady