Pastel Pink//Phan

dan

It had been two months since Phil and I had started dating. Our friends were weirded out, but honestly I didn't care. I was happy, and I'm pretty sure that's all that mattered.

At the moment, we were hanging out at Phil's place, which was pretty cool and very big.

"Hey Danny boy! Guess what?" I heard Phil's voice from behind me. I looked up from my drawing paper, and I turned to him. I saw he was holding my guitar, a nervous smile on his face.

"I learned this for you, I hope I don't mess up," he said, and started to play very familiar notes and that's when I realized that he was playing a song from my band. And he was doing amazing, and I smiled at him.

He finally finished and he looked up. He bit his lip nervously, scanning my face for any emotion.

I pulled him into a hug. He hugged me back. I pulled apart from him, and noticed his pastel pink flower crown was falling off. I picked took it from his head and put it on mine.

"Hey, I . . . It's stupid but, uh, I used your pastels and drew a picture. I know I'm not the best but I tried," I said, rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly.

Phil looked at the table and headed towards the picture.

It was a storm and rain was everywhere, and Phil was in the middle, a yellow aura around him.

"You're the sunshine in my life, so you remained dry. I hope that's okay." I muttered quietly.

"Dan, it's better than okay. It's amazing." Phil grabbed my hand, and then his face lit up.

"That reminds me! Remember Angie, the store owner? She gave me a gift." Phil pulled away, and got a package that was on the table. I can't believe I didn't notice it.

"Welp, here goes nothing." We opened the package and saw two shirts. They looked fairly normal, until we noticed that they were couple's shirts. And they were pastel pink too.

"Well, they're not that bad, right?" Phil asked, a shirt in his hand. That was until we saw a pack of condoms fall out.

"OhmygodPhilwhattheactual—" Phil gave me a glare and I stopped my sentence, so I changed the subject.

"Rick, the music store owner gave me a CD, so let's see that too, yeah?" Phil nodded and I got the CD from the counter top from where I left it.

We opened the CD cover, and inside was a CD labeled "Use For Sexy Times" and I visibly cringed.

"OhmygodDanwhatthefudge?!" Phil said.

I looked at everything we had, and a smirk came onto my face.

"Hey Philadelphia, wanna bang?"

". . ."

"So is that a—"

"No."

"Wait come back!" I said, chasing after Phil. "I just wanna be 'friends' with you!"
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Este día ha estado muy horrible, y estoy muy cansada y frustrada.

Anywho, this is technically the last chapter! Tomorrow's is a bonus, and next week's is an alternative ending, so stay tuned for that! That's all I have I guess? So see you tomorrow, byeeeeee!