[COMPLETED] soft boy//phan (1)

Twenty-Three

dan

"so how do you know phil?" chris asked.

i wrapped my hands around the warm cup of coffee that was sitting in front of me and bit my bottom lip, "i prefer to not talk about that."

"oh come on, it's not like you guys coulda met in a gang or something." chris laughed and i turned my head to look outside of the window. it was raining hard outside and most of the light up posts were dead out of brightness. (like my soul).

i didn't know what to do, i wanted to tell him the truth but i knew they were gonna be mad at phil and not be friends with him anymore and then he'd hit me and... and-

"dan? are you okay? your face is pale." chris talked me from my mind and i was glad because if i was in there for any more time i would've had a panic attack and that would've been so embarrassing.

"yeah, sorry chris." i apologized. i felt around my face, feeling the red burning and i blushed at the thought of anyone else seeing me like this. chris reached out to my hands from where he was sitting and when he touched me i blushed even more, feeling a tingly feeling in my stomach and looking at his face, trying to find a reason to touch me in a way no one else would.

and i know that's supposed to be like a sexual thing but no one ever touches my hands, or anywhere on my body. it's all always broken and cold and bitter because i get no attention and no one notices my presence and when they do it's to laugh at me for a reason that's so pathetic.

i smiled at him and leaned into his touch, "it's all okay, dan. i promise you that." i hoped he was right.
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me and chris left and it was the most fun i've had in the longest time even though we were cooped into a booth at a coffee shop, we smiled and laughed and holy shit i think i'm something else my mother won't like. and now me and him were walking me back to my supposed home.

"thanks for tonight, chris."

"you're welcome, dan." and when he said that a cloud formed from my mouth as i let out a long sigh and i shoved my bitterly cold hands into my pockets.

"this was fun." chris smiled and turned slowly to walk away.

i didn't know why i didn't move but instead i just watched chris walk away, at least for a few seconds before he turned back around and speed walked over to me and planted a big wet kiss upon my cheek, making my face go red into the cold air.