(A lil smut y'all.)
"You stopped crying." I noticed as we walked back to his house, holding hands.
"God, that's so embarrassing. It's not like I have any place to decide whether my parents get back together or not." He blushed in the darkness.
"It's not embarrassing." I replied.
"Yeah it is. I'm not a kid anymore, Phil."
"That doesn't mean you have to stop crying."
"But- I have to start to grow up now."
"Why?" I looked up. I knew damn well that he didn't want to grow up. Almost as much as I didn't want to.
"Because everyone else around me is. You look at Robbie and Cece, going to uni and being on a fucking TV show, then Kayla and Petra who're talking about plans for living together even though they're only 18. And you? you're writing professional scripts for TV and movies, and you even have stubble and you're just.. you're becoming an adult and I can't catch up." He told me exasperatedly, stopping both of us. I stared at him for a second.
"Are you kidding me? None of us wanted this, we always wanted to stay 7 years old, but aging stopped us. And we had to. And you're growing up, going to uni and worrying about money like a real adult. So what the hell are you talking about? We didn't have a choice! But I'm trying to stay as young as I can and tomorrow morning I'm shaving this stupid stubble off my face."
"But... you look really hot with stubble." His face started out straight but a grin broke out.
"Shut up." I smiled and we started to walk back to his house.
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As we reached his porch, I reached in his back pocket and unlocked the door. We got inside and I turned around to face him.
"You're so hot." Dan cupped my face in his hands and kissed me hard. Surprised, I kissed back.
Things escalated quickly, and we got to his living room and he pushed me down onto a couch. He crawled on top of me.
He started to kiss me all over my face. I groaned as he ran his fingers through my hair.
"Shouldn't we wait-" I was cut off by a loud moan from myself.
After a year, he found my sweet spot that I didn't even know I had. It was right where my ear met my jawline.
"You like that, yeah?" He smirked as I moaned.
"P-please. Wait until we get to your room." I begged.
"Why?" He asked as he kissed me more. It was hard to think when he was turning me on so much. He pressed down on the sides of my waist which made me moan hard.
"Your- your mum could be home s-soon." I stuttered. He got up quickly off of me.
"Fine, but you better hurry." Dan teased, starting to walk up the stairs while taking his shirt off. Before he revealed his whole torso, he disappeared from sight.
"You little..." I cursed under my breath and got up. I ran up the stairs and opened his door. I was tackled, without warning, onto his bed.
"Gotcha." He whispered and kissed me. Hard.
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"Phil, baby? It's time to get up." A voice faded into my hearing the next morning. I snuggled into the covers more.
"Baby, come on. Get up." It was Dan. His voice was sweet and soft, but I couldn't will myself to wake up.
"Phil? You awake?" He shook my shoulders a bit.
"Noo..." I groaned.
"Come on, don't do this," Dan said, shaking me harder. I nestled my bare torso deeper into his soft covers.
"Wake up!" He shook me as hard as he could.
"Alright, I'm up." I whined, sitting up and covering my naked body with his sheet.
My eyes drooped as fast as I opened them and my head along with it. He lifted my chin up.
"You okay?" He asked, looking into my eyes.
"You tired me out last night." I grumbled sleepily.
"Sorry. I'm gonna practice my script now." Dan told me, getting up. I grabbed his waist quickly and pulled him back onto my lap.
"Baby," He laughed. "I have to run my lines."
"No you don't." I told him with a grumpy face. He grinned, but tried to get out of my grip.
"Come on, I have to g-" I interrupted him by slamming my lips into his. I was happily surprised when he kissed back. He let my tongue slip in and our mouths moved in sync.
I ran my tongue across his bottom lip and he grinned.
This went on for a second, then a minute, then ten minutes, then fifteen.
"I didn't think if be making out with you at 9:00 in the morning." Dan said after we finished, laying his head on my shoulder. I started to kiss his neck lightly, but not enough to bruise.
"But here we are." He grinned, leaning his neck away from me so I could kiss it more. But eventually I pulled away and made him sit on my lap, his legs wrapped around my waist.
"I love you." I told him, staring him straight in the face. "No matter how hard I try not to be, I will always be in love with you."
"I love you so much more." He said back.
We stayed there for a while, just staring at each other. I studied every aspect of his perfect little face. Even though I couldn't see really well because I didn't have my glasses on, I saw his little dimples and his dark brown eyes. His hair that was always perfect no matter how messed up it was. His lips that curled up into a smile every time he said 'I love you'.
He broke his stare and reached to my glasses sitting on his headstand near his bed. He put on my glasses and I saw his eyes scrunch up adorably.
I took them off of his face and put them on mine. I blinked a few times and I could see perfectly again.
"You can see with those things?!" Dan asked, shutting his eyes and opening them again.
"Sorry I'm blind!" I told him, laughing at his reaction.
"How can you be so perfect but your eyes are so bad?" He wrapped his arms around my neck.
"I'm nearly as perfect as my eyes."
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