Flowers & Open Fields

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Pastel Dan and Punk Phil

Dan is the smaller one between the pair just to let you know

Relationship: Crushing

Dan's Pov

"DANNNNNNN!!"

I turn around after hearing Phil screech my name, slightly terrified of what he has to say. The sunlight burst from behind me, which engulfed his body with light and made every feature on him more beautiful, his tattoos were more visible and his piercings glinting towards my eyes. Even though his outfit was all black, shoes to beanie, the gentleness of the light brought the dull colours to somewhat life. I quickly stop staring, blush creeping onto my face as I look up to his eyes.

"We could've just gone to the shop across from our place, I've seen how much you enjoy that shop and it sells flowers already cut for people to make flower crowns" Phil states with a small annoyed tone, clearly showing he doesn't want to be here. I sigh before answering,

"I know about that but this just feels more real, more calming and more personal in my opinion" I argue back, trying to stand tall and confident, which if you are me, that's quite hard to do, especially if you have an over-sized jumper draping across your body. Phil sheepishly smiles at me and chuckles as he starts to walk again to catch up with me. Some could say I'm excited, others could say I just want to spend time with Phil, both sides are right if you think about it. Sure I have a crush on Phil, the most well known punk in London, and it keeps growing every day I'm alive but that's something everyone knows now, well except for Phil. He has no clue, or so I hope. We continue our walk towards the hill up ahead, talking and joking about like what we normally do, I blush at him every time he says something nice about me but I quickly shake it off before he catches me.

Phil's Pov

Hearing Dan going on about flowers and pastel things could never get boring, in fact I quite liked hearing about his stories and the random things that pop into his excitable head. And yeah, I'm meant to be the biggest punk in London according to Dan, so you would expect me to love sluts and for me to be a massive bully. That's were you are wrong see, I'm basically the opposite of the generic punk.

What i'm trying to say is that I'm a massive homosexual and I'm the one who gets bullied for being gay,

surprising ain't it?

my crush on Dan has only been getting bigger everyday, his adorable personality which separates him from the rest, his pastel clothing could make anyone instantly fill with joy, his smaller figure and every feature on his face are the most beautiful thing on the planet. The dimples when he smiles are like my love for him, deeper than the ocean, his freckles when the sun gets to his face add to his beauty. I'm a sucker for freckles, they just lay on your face and allow you to join them up to create a story that hasn't been told yet. His eyes are like dark chocolate, they can easily drawing you in and make you weak at the knees, well at least that what I think.

Whilst I was off in my own little dream world, Dan had been picking different flowers that caught his eyes, studying them before carefully place them in his bag he brought along. I felt a pat on my shoulder, letting me catch up with reality, to see Dan string wide eyed at something above him.

Dan's Pov

Those flowers. It stood out, it was calling my name. the inside of it was black but as it grew the petals, the black was stretched out and blended into a soft pastel pink. I got the attention of Phil, who seemed to be in his own little world, and pointed to the flowers.

"Philllllll, look at them, look at the colours, just look at themmmm!" I whined and pouted like a little baby, "They are sooo cute!"

I heard Phil mutter something to himself but I didn't question him, he would have said it louder if he wanted me to know. I stretch my arms up as far as they would go, my jumper riding up so it showed my stomach. I instantly lower my arms and wrap them round myself, I'm super insecure about my stomach and people bullying don't help my thoughts. I turn around, hoping Phil didn't see my self-harm scars, but I just see him crouching down and patting his back, signaling for me to jump on his back. I cautiously lean in and climb onto his back, screaming slightly as he abruptly stands up and walks towards where the flowers are.

"So this is what it feels like to be tall, I could get used to this tbh" I giggle as I reach my hand up towards the flower. Phil starts laughing as well which makes his body bounce up and down, "Stop laughing, your'e gonna drop me you idiot!" I mange to say through laughter as I gently kick his side. He dramatically falls to the ground causing me to topple off of his back and luckily land on the grass behind us. After our laughing fit is over, Phil reaches his hand out to mine and pulls me up from my back. I blush the shade of pink the new flowers we collected were as our hands connected. Phil's face was the same shade but quickly made it disappear once we were both sat up right. My blush still lingered as I was getting the flowers we had picked from my bag along with the green rope (idk what you would use to make the band) and start to measure my head.

"Here give it to me" Phil says as he grabs it from me because he sees me struggling to cut the rope into the right length. In a flash, the rope has been ripped into the perfect length and was handed back to me.

Can he get anymore perfect?

Phil looks up and smiles whilst scratching his neck, did I say that out loud or can he read minds? I laugh to myself whilst saying thank you and getting the knot ready. We continue to laugh and joke about whilst I was threading and tying flowers to the green band, Phil occasionally giving me the flowers and actually wanting to thread some on himself. I could tell from the big smile on his face and the glint in his mesmerizing eyes that he was enjoying today a lot, and so was I.


Heyyy guys, I hope you enjoyed this because it was really fun to write and tbh easier to write then It's me Mark. Maybe cus that was my first one so I tried to make it as perfect as possible but I still enjoyed writing both

This was over 1000 words again ahahaha

May do a future one that's related to this one so keep your eyes open

see ya

-BBG

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