heaven - pheacker.

three

(wow arent you lucky, my writers block is gone ;>>)

phillip and theo walked home together at the end of school. when phillip got to theo's house, they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.

phillip opened the door to the house when he got home, immediately seeing george in the doorway.

"hey, hamilfag." george said, closing the door behind phillip, pinning him to the wall. they both felt the familiar tingling they felt when they touched eachother, and philip didnt really know what it meant, but george did.

"h-hello george.. and um- please dont call me that.." phillip replied.

"who are you to tell me what to do, hamilfag?"

"stop calling me that!" phillip shouted, pushing george out of the way.

george pushed philip to the ground, glaring down at him.

phillip fell onto his knees, now kneeling in front of him.

george walked over to philip, crouching down to philip's current height and lifting up his chin with his finger, smirking.

phillip flinched and looked up at george, frowning softly.

george leaned closer to philip, whispering in his ear.
"apologize~"

"and what if i dont?" the freckled boy replied hesitantly. he knew he was pushing george's buttons.

"do i need to fucking repeat myself?" george growled, his voice becoming dangerously low.

"m' sorry, g-george.." philip said almost immediately.

george stood philip up, pulling him close to his chest.
"hmm... i'll think about it." he said with a smirk. he was obviously teasing philip.

phillip blushed at this and looked down to hide his face.
h-hes so warm.. phillip thought.

"c-can i please go to my room?.."

george nodded and let go of philip, walking to and up the stairs, then into his room.

philip did the same after a couple of
moments, walking into his room and closing it behind him.

he took off his shoes and got
undressed, changing into pajamas, then sat down on his beanbag chair, curling up into a ball and closing his eyes.

after a few moments, he had fallen asleep.

(timeskip)
about an hour later, george opened the door and peeked into the room.

he heard soft and quiet snores coming from the beanbag chair. george realized it was philip and he smiled, picking him up and tucking him into bed. he sighed softly. "if only i could tell you how i feel.."

george didn't know why he treated philip the way he did. he was probably just denying the fact that they were soulmates. geroge didn't deserve philip.

george decided to slip into bed with philip. he knew that he had nightmares, so he wanted to make sure he was okay.

"sleep well, darlin."

edited 10/30/19