BASED OFF 'WISH UPON A STAR' PHANFICTION BY
Link to fanfiction here:
I don't mean to steal the authors idea, I just wanted to continue it, and lots of friends have also wanted a smut genre added to it. I love the original story, and if the original author would like me to the take this story down, just message me and I will.
QUICK OVERVIEW OF THE 'WISH UPON A STAR' FANFICTION IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ THE ENTIRE ORIGINAL STORY:
A girl named Melanie doesn't disclaim her fanfictions, and this means that the fanfictions start coming true. So Dan and Phil start uncontrollably blurting out their love for eachother, just like her fanfictions. They also can only eat certain foods, like the foods they are normally seen eating, like pancakes and pocky and other 'canon foods'. She also starts going into the angst and suicide fics, and they start trying to kill themselves, and they have to save eachother. With the help of Jenny, and 'phan girl in recovery', they try and find Melanie and get her to disclaim her fics before it is too late. It is a really awesome story so I would suggest you read it!
MY STORY:
The suicide attempts were becoming suspiciously more seldom, but instead of calming Dan and Phil it put them more on edge.
"Phil?" Dan said, calling his 14th check-up on his flatmate that morning.
"Still alive," Phil called back. Phil walked up into the office where Dan was. "This is really odd. It's two in the afternoon and I haven't had to fish any tablets out from your throat."
"Yeah," Dan replied. "Thanks for the mental image there, man."
"No problem," Phil replied. "But if anything weird happens, tell me."
"If I have the chance," Dan says.
With an absent smile, Phil left and went into his room. It is the most sane place he had left, it is still filled with normal Phil things, excluding the littered packets of Pocky and Pom-bears.
Five or so hours later and lots of check-up texts, Phil heard the familiar plodding of Dan's footsteps. They weren't hurried, so he felt fairly comfortable that it wasn't another attempt. Dan swung on Phil's door, appearing in his room. "Hey," he said, an odd look in his eyes.
"Hiya," Phil replied, barely looking up from his laptop. "Okay?"
"Not really," Dan said, walking further into Phil's room.
He looked up, worried. "What's wrong?"
"Aw, you look so cute when you're anxious," Dan grinned and sauntered over to Phil's bed where Phil was sitting under his duvet.
"Er," Phil said, unsure how to respond. He furrowed his brows at Dan questioningly. "So, what's wrong?"
"I'm cold," Dan stated, slowly uncreasing a corner of Phil duvet and perching on it.
"Same here," Phil said, cautiously. Dan chuckled, and shuffled up closer to Phil.
"Okay Dan," Phil said, pushing himself up and away from Dan a bit. "What do you want?"
"I'm just cold... Mind if I get in there with you?"
They would sometimes cuddle on the sofa when it was freezing but Dan was always the more reluctant one. Phil already knew where this was going. "Dan you are acting weird. Please god, let this not be another genre..."
"No, I'm just cold Phil," Dan said. He stood up and took the duvet off Phil, revealing his top and boxers, and leaning over closer to Phil, he placed his hand on his thigh.
"Okay Dan, snap out of it, you are being really odd," Phil said, shuffling away.
"You are cold, I can keep you warm if you want," he said, trying to subtly wink.
"If you are cold, you do have your own bedroom," Phil said.
"I'm lo-o-onely though," Dan said, beginning to whine.
Just be normal, Phil, be normal.
"Okay, fine, let's watch some YouTube then."
Dan shuffled in next to Phil, sitting unnecessarily close. Phil moved away a little and replaced the duvet over them, tucking a bit in between them to separate them a bit more. "What do you wanna watch?"
"What you want to," Dan said, turning on his side to completely face Phil. "Maybe Netflix? Just some Netflix and chilling."
Phil exhaled heavily.
"I'm gonna go make some tea, how about that?"
"We can't have tea, silly... Don't leave me here... You know what I want, and I know you want it too..." Dan placed his hand on Phil's torso. Phil jumped up out of bed.
"I'm not gonna let you leave," Dan said, licking his lips. "Before I -"
"Okay, okay, but... I need to... get ready? Yeah, I need to get ready... you know. I'm just going to the bathroom, I'll be back in like 5 minutes."
"Of course," Dan said. "I'll get ready too." He stood up, and pecked Phil on the cheek before he could scurry away.
Phil dashed down the stairs and into the bathroom and immediately locked the door shut. This Melanie girl... He was going to kill her before she even the chance to disclaim her fics.
He quickly called Jenny's contact and Jenny replied almost instantaneously. "Phil?"
"Oh thank God! I think Melanie's started dabbling in a... new genre of fanfiction."
"Oh no, not the mum fics?"
"No no... What even?... I don't wanna know," Phil shook his head. "Like, generic smut I guess," Phil said, feeling gross just saying it.
"Oh... So Dan tried it on with you I guess?"
"Yeah, he's in my bedroom now, he thinks I'm 'getting ready'."
"Um... well, I mean... most smut fics end with... climax, you know."
"Obviously!"
"So... "
"No."
"Okay, um, well you could just leave for tonight, it will probably blow over by tomorrow."
"Oh yeah... But what if he gets suicidal?"
"Perhaps just put some baby monitors around, the ones you bought, and just lock yourself in the office."
"Okay, good plan," Phil said, anxious.
"Text me how everything plays out, yeah?"
"Yeah."
He tapped the red end call button and took a long breathe out. As slowly and quietly as humanly possibly, he opened the door and crept up the stairs again. As he was making his first step up the stairs to the office, he heard Dan's calling voice.
"Phil?" Dan called, peeking his head around to the kitchen. "Ah, there you are, big boy, are you ready for me?"
"Ahaha, um, not really, no - "
Dan skipped forward and grabbed Phil around the waist, connecting their lips and pushed him gently against one of the kitchen counters. Phil hated to admit it to himself... but it felt pretty good. It felt almost... natural. Their lips hadn't touched for 5 or 6 years, and to Phil... it felt like home. Phil never noticed how much he missed intimacy like this, he never knew how much he loved the dominance of a male body pressed against his. He could quite believe he and Dan were making out.
Trying to dismiss how much he liked it, he wriggled slightly and Dan moved his lips down to Phil's neck.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this Phil," Dan said, inbetween kisses.
Maybe... Maybe this was the real Dan?
No, that was stupid. Dan wouldn't have this much random confidence or spontaneousness.
"Dan this isn't you, this is just the fanfiction, you don't actually like me like this," Phil said, a bit of underlying sadness in his voice.
"Yes I do, otherwise I wouldn't do this," Dan said, grinning into his last kiss, adn then scooping Phil up into baby carry and ran into Phil's room. He dropped him down on the bed and leaned over him, and pressing his lips against his. Phil melted into the kiss, and... kissed back. Dan was an amazing kisser, slowly entering his tongue and his lips pressing against what felt like every nerve around. The brunette began caressing the sides of Phil's stomach and working his way up to his ribs and his nipples, circling around and putting just the right amount of pressure.
"You are so hot, you know that right?" Dan said in between kisses.
Phil nervously chuckled. He felt his face beginning to warm up and his breathing increasing as Dan moved his kisses along his jawline and downward. He could feel himself getting hornier.
It suddenly struck him. Dan is going to remember this. He remembers his suicide attempts, he's going to remember this. he's going to remember that he let him do it...
"I can't, Dan, I just can't," Dan said, pushing Dan off and onto the floor. Phil ran out of the room quickly, grabbing the baby monitors and locking himself into Dan's bedroom.
Why did he like it? He could have just pushed Dan off the first time he got near him and then then lock himself into the room, and it would just be kind of normal, they would adopt it into their lives. Reluctantly foster perhaps.
But... Dan was going to remember this. Remember all of it. Remember how he kissed back, remember how Phil's hand started snaking down to Dan's waist before he stopped himself. He is going to remember.
Phil walked over to Dan's bed and despite spending many a hour on it with Dan, just messing about on Tumblr, he felt like an intruder.
He couldn't leave now because he could hear Dan's knocking and light pleading. He went over to Dan's bed and tucked himself in, covering his head with the pillow. He liked the smell of Dan, it was a comforter. He always felt safe with Dan, before all this fanfiction shit happened.
He rocked himself to sleep.