❀ Saving the Flower Boy ❀ // ↠ CRANKSEPTICEYE ↞

❀ Eighteen ❀

(A/N: phandomdads yes)

❀ Seán's POV ❀
I placed Ethan down on the ground, and grabbed out my phone.
I dialed a number and put the phone to my ear.

Number- Hello?
Jack- Hello. My name is Seán McLoughlin. I need a Taxi.
Number- Certainly. What address?
Jack- Los Angeles Hopital
Number- Alrighty. I'll be there in five minutes.
Jack- Thank you!
- Call Ended -

Ethan looked up at me. "Why do we need a Taxi?" He asked.
"Dan drove Phil and himself back to school in my car, then dropped it off at my house." I explained. "Unless you wanna walk?"
"No thanks, I just got out of hospital..." He said shaking his head.
I bent down to his level, and gazed into his eyes.
"Ethan?"
"Yeah Jack?"
I took a deep breath.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" I asked slowly.
His whole face lit up. "Of-fucking-course I will!" He shouted excitedly.
I stood up and pulled him into a kiss.
His hand ran upwards into my hair, and I pulled him closer by his hip.
We made out for a few minutes, before getting interrupted by a BEEP next to us.
We both pulled away, smiling, before I opened a door of the Taxi and allowed Ethan to climb in the back seat.
I slid in next to him, and smiled at the driver.
"Seán, is it?" He asked.
"Yep, that's me." I replied.
"What address am I taking you two to?" He asked.
"[Insert address here because I'm a Lazy ass Author]"
"No problem. We'll be arriving in approximately 3 minutes. And, not trying to be rude, but could you possibly not make out back there? It distracts my driving." He chuckled.
I nodded and turned my gaze to Ethan, who looked tired.
"You okay, blueberry?" I asked him. He sighed and smiled.
"I'm fine. Just a little tired is all..." Ethan mumbled.
"It's okay baby, just a little longer and we'll be at yours, right?" I turned my gaze to the driver.
"That's correct, Seán..." The driver reminded me.
I caressed Ethan's face in my hand, and he smiled up at me.
The car pulled to a stop, and I asked how much it was.
"No no no, free of charge. You and your boy-toy just got out of hospital." He said smiling.
Ethan blushed at the nickname, and I pulled him out of the car.
Once we were both out, we waved at the driver as he pulled away, and I picked Ethan up bridal style again, and carried him into our apartment building.
We reached the elevator, and I placed him on the floor. He stood on his tip-toes and kissed my cheek softly, which was the cutest thing ever.
We reached our floor, and headed towards Ethan's apartment.
"You don't have to stay with me. I can look after myself." Ethan tried to convince me.
"Ethan, honey, I'm staying here and that's final." I pointed out.
We walked into his actual apartment, and I smiled at the past memories I had here.
Ethan headed towards his room, and stripped into his boxers, me doing the same.
We both climbed into his , and I wrapped my arms around the small boy.
"Goodnight Jack." Ethan mumbled, snuggling into me.
"Goodnight, baby boy."
(THIS STORY IS SHIT LMAO)
(IF I WROTE SMUT BETWEEN EITHER ETHAN AND JACK OR DAN AND PHIL, WOULD YOU READ IT?)