Phan Oneshots

Poet's Inspiration (Pt 2)

Plot: Same as pt 1
Pt 2 Nsfw
1333 words

"Look, that was never meant to be shown to you, okay? You can just forget it ever happened," Dan told him coldly, "I get it. You're a straight guy. You won't ever date me, heck, you never even noticed me before. So just forget about it."

"But... I don't want to," Phil said quietly as he looked up past his fringe.

"Wh-what?" Dan asked and he looked at Phil as if he were crazy. Because he was in Dan's perspective.

"I'm... not straight... I'm bisexual... I never knew you had feelings for me because..." Phil  sighed, "I had them for you. My dad doesn't approve though... so I chose to ignore it and tell myself I'd never date a guy."

Dan frowned, "You... like me?!"

Phil smiled shyly, "That's such an old word."

Although Dan had many emotions going through his mind right now, he decided to smile.

They were quiet for a moment before Phil lifted his head up and his eyes flickered to Dan's lips.

Dan stepped closer to Phil so there was barely any space between them.

Phil took Dan's hips with his left hand and Dan's neck with his right as Dan lifted both hands to Phil's neck.

They looked back and forth between each others eye's and lip's for what felt like forever to them before Phil leaned in, tilting his head to the side a bit.

Dan closed his eyes and connected their lips, and instantly felt elated.

It was happening.

Phil leaned Dan up against the lockers, using his hands to go up and down Dan's sides.

He pulled away and they locked eyes again, Phil staring into gold specked brown eyes and Dan into green and yellow speckled light blue eyes.

"This'll give you something to write about," Phil smirked as he brought his hand down to the front of Dan's jeans.

Dan kept in a gasp as Phil caught Dan's leg in between both of his, bringing his knee up to rub against Dan.

"Let's go somewhere else," Dan breathily told Phil as they stared down.

Phil remembered the hall had a security camera and nodded into Dan's neck before whispering, "Okay."

Dan picked up his bag and Phil offered his hand which Dan took this time, and he was rushed to Phil's car.

They drove to Phil's place in silence, Dan staring out the window trying not to make a sarcastic remark about Phil's driving skills.

"My parents are away for the week, they won't know you've been here," Phil told Dan as Dan fiddled his thumbs together.

Phil reached out and put his hand on Dan's, and Dan turned his hand around so they could hold hands tightly.

Dan looked down for the rest of the way until they pulled up into a driveway that led to a much larger house than Dan's small unit he had to share with his family.

Phil walked up to the door with Dan close behind, and Phil smirked mischieviously as soon as the boys were inside and the front door was closed and locked.

Phil connected their lips in no time, cupping Danks face with his hands as they pulled away to breathe heavily against each other's mouths.

"Let's go to my room," Phil decided and Dan nodded before being pulled by Phil again.

He was led up the stairs and into a room on the right, which held a home for clothes all over the floor, posters of bands and CDs littered on every surface and a small lion that sat on Phil's bedside dresser.