Cheerleader! Dan x badboy! Phil
It was a casual day at school. Dan was hanging out the cheerleaders by their lockers in his crop top and mini skirt. He wasn't trans, he was perfectly fine with his gender, just very feminine. Chatting about how the practice should be on monday not wednesday.
While Phil was outside smoking with the bad boy gang. Then Sarah, Dan's most trusted friend, came out and tugged on Phil's sleeve.
It was something Dan had to agree to, if anyone was hitting on Dan or making Dan uncomfortable, Sarah had to come tell Phil. Tugging on his sleeve was all she did, so she didn't interrupt him somehow and unintentionally pis him off, and no one wanted to pis Phil off. The last time a freshman stole Phil's lunch, he ended up with a a bloody face.
Dan was Phil's. Only Phil's. Sure he could have a sleepover with the girls. Dan was open about being a bottom, so Phil did not worry he would cheat, the cheerleaders aren't the stereotypical sluts of the school, they were a mix of personalities, Sarah is gender-fluid and openly asexual, Christine was a punk with a soft heart, Anna was the shy nerdy vice president of the student council, Tatiana was pastel goth with Dan as the main cheerleader.
He entered the hall Dan was in. All he could see was Dan being uncomfortably pinned against a locker by a baseball player.
Dan's hands were on his chest,trying to push him away,his eyes were shut and. The baseball player's hands were clenching Dan's wrists, smashing his body against the cold metal of the locker. Anna was pulling on his jacket trying to get him off of Dan. Cristine stood next to him saying,
"Biacth. If his bf catches, you better have a will 'cause boi you gonna die..."
"I'd listen to Christine if I were you!"
Phil smirked. The baseball player realised it was Phil's voice, the bad boy. He let Dan go, who clung onto Phil's side. Trying to forget what just happened, he hated when anyone, except Phil, tried to make a move on him.
Phil swung his arm and hit the boy straight in the eye. He fell backwards, his elbow making a slight 'crack' noise. He stayed on the floor, hugging and holding his elbow in pain.
"Don't try to have what isn't yours. Dan's mine"
Phil added pulling Dan closer by waist.
"Thank you," Dan murmured into Phil's shirt. Already walking away together from the baseball player.
"No problem, princess."
