Chapter 1: The Walls Incident
Author's note: Hey guys, sup? First story and I am excited that it turned out so well. What should I write next in this story? This is an M rated story for a reason. Lots of quotes to come, and maybe some smut, if you want. Please leave a comment suggesting what you want in the next chapter, and I will make it happen. Love you all. I don't own Dan and Phil. No one human does!
Caitlin :3
"Please don't procreate, the brown haired gentleman prays. "Just end your genetic line now." The boy with the black hair comes up to the annoyed man. "Well how's about I get you some chocolate?" he asks. The brown haired man nods in agreement and sits down. "What is my life?" he ponders.
The black haired man returns and sits beside him. "Be yourself Dan; don't worry about what other people think of you." Dan smiles and laughs. "Oh Phil, I just don't like interacting with other humans." "What is your opinion on giraffes?" Dan looks at Phil puzzled. "I don't know, Google it or something." They both laugh for a while, looking into each other's eyes. "You are better than toast Phil," Dan whispers.
Phil slaps his arm. "That's my line!" Phil then tackles Dan to the ground, poking his neck. "I will eviscerate you!" Dan screams at the sudden jolt of pain in his neck. They decide to call it a night and say 'see you in the morning' to each other.
"Hey Phil?" "Yes Dan?" "Shit just got personal," he screams as he rams Phil into the wall and knocks him down. Phil then starts crying. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry Phil! Please forgive me!" Phil is bawling now, tears soaking his Danasaur shirt. Dan falls to the ground beside him, feeling stupid. Why did I do that? Why did I hurt Phil?
Phil gets up and runs into Dan's room, locking the door behind him. Dan gets up and knocks on the door. "Phil, I'm sorry! Open the door; I need to get some clean boxers… I mean talk to you." He hears the door unlock from the inside and rushes in before Phil changes his mind.
In the corner, Phil is sobbing heavily, holding his side. Dan goes to him, picking up his fragile body and holding it close to his chest. Phil leans his head into Dan's chest and keeps crying, wrapping his arms around Dan's slim figure. They stay like this for a while, letting Phil cry.
Eventually Phil calms down enough for Dan to lay him on the bed. "Let me see your side Phil," Dan whispers calmly to his black haired friend. Phil clings to his side and shakes his head vigorously. "Please Phil, I won't hurt you. I just need to take off your shirt… that sounds odd doesn't it?"
Phil eventually bends to Dan's will and lets him take off his shirt, his cold fingers running over his warm body. Phil shivers with delight, as the cold fingers are just right against his chest. Dan throws Phil's shirt across the room and leans over Phil, causing an uncomfortable silence to appear.
"Well, this is odd," Dan laughs, trying to calm Phil down. What he doesn't know is that Phil loves it. The closeness of Dan, feeling the heat flow off his perfect form. The fact that he was half naked lying on a bed. All of it was too much for him to handle, and he couldn't stop shaking. "Looks like it's just going to have a nasty bruise. You shouldn't go anywhere for a while, so I guess you're bed ridden for a few days," Dan smiles, poking his side a little bit.
Just before Dan's about to go, he looks at Phil and smirks. "You know, I kind of like my bed, and you're occupying it. I guess we have to share." Phil smiles and laughs, trying to not make a big deal out of this. He was going to sleep with Dan.
Dan crawls into the bed beside him and pulls Phil closer to himself, wrapping his arms around Phil's pale waist. "Good night Phil. Have a good night."
"Oh I will," Phil says before drifting off into a peaceful dream.