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softpanfanfics · 5 years

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Study Night (Enjolras X Reader)

Hello, lovelies! I went to my friend’s house and we watched Les Mis and I was struck with inspiration. So I wrote a thing. I spent a while on this one, so I hope you like it! I do.

Description: You've begun to fall for someone in your study group. College AU.

Requested: No

Word Count: 940

Warnings: Bit of self-deprecation at the end, I’m posting this at midnight so probably some grammar errors

Date Posted: 6/24/2019

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You were beat. College was hard. I mean, you knew it was going to be, but you had no idea it would be like this. You had stayed up all night finishing an assignment again, and you were exhausted. You wanted to stay in bed all day, but between classes and convincing your friends you were fine, there was no time. You gazed at your figure in the mirror. You had half-successfully covered up the bags under your eyes and no longer looked like you had just been crying. That was a good sign. You slipped on your cardigan and put on your boots. Your backpack felt like it was filled with bricks. That meant the book you were doing a report on was in it. Les Misérables was almost as heavy as your debt.

You arrived at The Musain Café and put on a smile. Ponine rolled her eyes at your lateness, but you were too tired to retaliate. Enjolras smiled at you as you sat down next to him. His cheeks were a light shade of pink, probably from the cold, and he looked cute. Your own cheeks flushed at the thought, so you decided to distract yourself. The group chatted about your classes and ordered coffee. You gulped yours down in traditional college student style.

“Someone’s tired,” Grantaire smirked.

“Aren’t we all?” You responded. The group nodded in agreement.

Soon enough the café was quiet, and everyone was working. After about an hour of reading and taking notes on the actions that Jackman took and the consequences they had on Anne’s life, the energy the coffee had given you was burnt out. You wanted to order another but didn’t want to break the silence. Just wait until someone else orders, or when the waitress asks if you want a refill. Then it wouldn't be awkward. You tried to focus on the pages in front of you, it was supposed to be an exciting scene after all, but your brain refused to function. You had read the book before and wanted to skip to when Aaron came in. You ended up thinking about him instead of the battle between Russel and Jackman.

You were sitting on a park bench next to Enj.

“(Y/N), can you go through one conversation without making it about a musical?” he laughed. You opened your mouth to make a reference, but he cut you off. “I’m warning you (Y/N/N).”

“I think I’ve got a crush! I can’t, I think I’m falling for him.” Enjolras stood up to leave. “Oh no,”

You chased after him and latched to his back. He turned to face you and pressed his lips t-

You woke up to the book being taken out of your hands.

“The frick?” you rubbed your eyes and glanced around at the empty chairs and tables.

“You fell asleep. I didn’t want you losing your page.” He put a bookmark in-between the pages and closed the book.

“Thanks for not folding it,” you muttered, still sleepy. “What time is it?”

“8:46. You look like you haven’t slept in ages. I’m driving you home.”

“You really don’t have to, I can walk.”

“I want to, it’s really no trouble!”

You sighed in defeat and packed your bag.

“What were you dreaming about anyway? You looked happy.” He asked now that you were in the car.

“You wouldn’t get it,” you smiled sadly.

“Try me.”

“I don’t know. It was kind of like this, I guess. I was with this guy.” He raised his eyebrows and smirked. “We were talking, just talking. It was nice. He’s really important to me. I mean like, he doesn’t notice me, and yet he’s so welcoming and friendly, and he’s made this past month so much easier. And I think he understood that! In the dream, I mean. He has no idea here. And-“ you realized you were rambling and your face got hot.

“Look, (Y/N). We all know you love Dan Howell.”

“No!” you shrieked as he laughed. “I’ll have you know; I was talking about a real, non-Youtuber person!” He looked at you and you panicked. “It’s not like it matters. He doesn’t even notice me. I mean, everyone flocks to him. He wouldn’t choose me.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure.”

“Really? I‘m just the English major who can’t even stay awake for study night! I can’t function without coffee. I can’t fall asleep at night. I procrastinate. I talk too little until I say too much! I ramble. And he listens! I mean, he’s so amazing and empathetic. He’ll listen to you talk for ages just because he likes seeing people passionate! He sticks up for what he believes in and never backs down. He’s charming and kind. He’s been an amazing friend and,” you put your head in your hands and groaned. “I like him a lot, Enj.”

“I need to meet him and see if he’s worth your time. I’m not letting you waste away for a piece of trash.”

“It doesn’t matter since he doesn’t like me.” He looked at you expectantly. Sighing in defeat, you opened your phone. “I’ll show you a picture of him if it matters so much to you.”

Now or never. You thought to yourself as you pulled up a selfie of the two of you. You handed your phone to him.

He glanced at the screen. “(Y/N/N), this is just a photo of us.”

You nodded and looked at your hands.

“(Y/N/N), you undermine yourself. Wanna get coffee sometime? Like, on a date?”

“Sure.” You smiled.

Comments are nice!

Should I make a part two?

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dailydnp · 5 years

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"It’s always a dangerous game asking the crowd to get involved in a show..." - Dan and Phil talk new DVD Interactive Introverts

Daniel Howell and Phil Lester, better known as simply Dan and Phil, began life as YouTubers, amassing a huge online following with their zany videos and antics.

With hundreds of millions of views, the pair were soon in demand over the next few years scored a show on Radio 1, presenting gigs and even their own documentary.

At the end of 2015, the pair decided to step out from the camera and went out live with their first stand-up tour. That tour, The Amazing Tour Is Not On Fire, was a big success, and a follow-up was demanded. That arrived this year in the shape of new show Interactive Introverts.

This time, the pair handed over control to their audiences, promising them rants, roasts, battles, stories and more surprises. Now the show has been captured on DVD and is now available in hmv stores and here in hmv's online store.

With the DVD now on shelves, we spoke to the pair about the inspiration behind Interactive Introverts and the perils of audience participation...

Can you talk us through the inspiration for Interactive Introverts?

Dan: "We were thinking like if we were about to both get hit by a meteor and spectacularly cease to exist forever, what would we want to do in this show?"

Phil: "The answer is give the people what they want! It’s not about us or what we want - just giving our audience the best time of their lives."

Dan: "The entire show is about that, but who are the people? Are they all the same? What do they want? Why do they want it? Is it even a good idea to give it to them? All about the relationship between artists/creators and the audiences that violently consume them."

Phil: "And so the idea for our show was birthed! As for the name.. well we’re two introverts who don’t really leave the house or talk to people and here we are handing ourselves to hundreds of thousands of people. Kind of funny and ironic."

Dan: "And catchy."

What did you want to do differently from The Amazing Tour Is Not On Fire run?

Phil: "Our first ever stage show was basically the ultimate celebration of the history of ‘Dan and Phil’ on YouTube. Literally, every word was an inside joke to something and it was insanely over the top and amazing, but for this new show we wanted it to be funny for anyone."

"You can take the jokes and the meaning behind all the parts of the show and apply it to any fandom which is really interesting! My parents understood this one which says a lot."

Dan: "Also we wanted to shake up the style of what we did in the show. Our first one was mainly scripted with a few interactive segments which were always the highlight, but given the name of the show, we knew this one had to be almost entirely controlled by the audience."

"This was awesome as every show was different and reflected back on who was in the room that night, but it was also incredibly fun for us to do a mix of stand up/sketches and improv based on the interesting things the audience wanted from us."

You allowed audience members to input their own questions and polls via your own website, did that ever bring any unexpected results?

Dan: "Every town is totally different, it was hilarious! Turns out most people in the UK and USA just want to laugh at us and for us to suffer for their amusement, but in places like Russia and Manila, they were so kind and wholesome, even when we were literally asking to be roasted."

Phil: "It’s always a dangerous game asking the crowd to get involved in a show, that’s what made it so hilarious though!"

You took the tour to 18 different countries, were there any particular highlights on the run?

Phil: "When you say it like that I suddenly feel really tired. We performed the show 82 times can you believe that?! I loved travelling across the USA in a tour bus, looking out the window at all the strip malls filled with IHOP’s. I had a dank Denny’s ‘breakfast slam’ at 2am in Florida."

Dan: "Phil mainly enjoyed the USA for the breakfasts. I loved going to all the far-out places we’d never been before like New Zealand and Mumbai! The craziest thing is no matter where we went in the world everyone had the same sense of humour and meme references, it’s a small internet after all."

You filmed the DVD in Los Angeles, why did you decide to do it there?

Dan: "The audiences in LA are wild."

Phil: "It’s true! Having performed live there a few times we know it’s always a good crowd and being halfway through our tour we knew we’d be good at performing the show by then."

Dan: "The people in the room in the film are so diverse from all age ranges, including a couple of terrified fathers who were quaking in fear that we’d interact with them. They were so animated though!"

"Our audience close ups in this film aren’t people sitting down politely clapping - we have people standing up and jeering, throwing themselves on the floor laughing and even an ironic dab which we had to highlight in shame."

What are you going to be up to in 2019?

Dan: "That’s a good one! Sleeping."

Phil: "Dan’s gonna be like an angry bear deep in a cave that you should only approach with a sharp stick. We’re both gonna chill after our insane adventure this year then think about some new cool stuff we might try."

Dan: "Everyone knows we both like to try new things whether it’s Radio, writing or even game designing so I think each of us will look within and see what we’re tingling for next."

Have you started planning your next live tour?

Dan: "Yes in 2019, I’m going to do a tour of a remote mountain top that I will fly to and live in solitude."

Phil: "Can I do a tour of places that serve sweet breakfasts? I’ll happily do a show about that."

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douxreviews · 5 years

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Veronica Mars - ‘Spring Break Forever’ Review

"Neptune didn't need another private investigator. It needed an enema."

Veronica Mars is a grown-up, and she really wants you to know it.

It seems like just yesterday we were all waxing nostalgic over the return of Neptune High alums, past loves and other familiar faces. The Veronica Mars Kickstarter movie felt like one giant hug for the fans; a thank you for making its existence possible, and for sticking by the series for so long that Rob Thomas had to keep it alive. I loved it for what it was, but I understood that if Mars and co. were to continue past that, it would have to be in a different form. We had the novels in the interim - The Thousand Dollar Tan Line and Mr. Kiss and Tell - which were both good in their own way, but Veronica Mars was made for the screen.

This new iteration of the series is in the perfect format for a mystery orientated show; a heavily serialized burst of episodes on a platform that allows it to be the series it deserves to be. Both Thomas and Kristen Bell have told us this isn’t necessarily the series we want, but one that we need. Whether or not that's true remains up in the air by the close of ‘Spring Break Forever’, the first episode of Veronica Mars since May 2007, but it certainly made one hell of a statement. This isn’t the show we loved; it’s grown up along with its titular character, and the world around her has changed because of it. It’s seedier, darker, and even more complex than it used to be, much like Veronica herself. The episode wastes no time in proving this with quite a bit of cursing (but not too much) and some more R rated content than we're used to - a decapitated head, for instance. It's all a little jarring initially, but it fits so seamlessly into the world that Thomas built that it's difficult to contest any of it.

Our first glimpse of Veronica is a flash-forward to what turns out to be the episode’s final scene. Veronica watches law enforcement comb a ruined crime scene at a seaside motel in Neptune; a familiar sight, minus the wreckage. She laments on her decision to stay in Neptune because she thought it needed her, and she needed it. Somehow, she believes that theory to be proven wrong, and these next 8 episodes will tell us exactly why she's been so defeated.

Back in the present-day, Veronica helps a burned 90’er get revenge on her slimy ex by hitting him back twice as hard; getting even is also a very familiar sight where Veronica is concerned. Ronnie doesn’t exactly break through Karsyn’s entitled attitude, but she does dupe her into paying quite a bit more than her usual fee, which is useful considering Mars Investigations appears to be going through some cash-flow problems, even with two PIs now under the same roof.

Keith doesn’t seem to find it as easy to manipulate gullible clients as Veronica. He’s even taking on a supermarket case that’s paying next to nothing just because he feels like he has to. I felt bad for the Mars patriarch, here. He’s still in pain following the hit and run we saw in the movie, a fact made all the more obvious by the cane he needs to walk. He also seems to be suffering from memory loss, which isn’t an ideal situation for a PI whose job is reliant on remembering the most miniscule of details. Perhaps he should consider handing over the reins to his eagle-eyed daughter.

Whoever takes the lead, both members of the Mars family will need to be at the top of their game following an explosion at a seaside motel during spring break. There’s a whole sequence in the middle of the hour that introduces us to everyone who was there at the time. It’s clearly a pivotal scene, one that demands the viewer’s attention, but without an established character, it runs a bit too long.

Regardless, the impact of the explosion itself is even larger that it seemed initially, with all of the victims’ deaths causing a myriad of complications for those they’ve left behind. Aside from a douchebag frat boy, the blow claims the lives of the fiancée of a congressman’s brother; the son of a woman with ties to a major Mexican cartel leader by the name El Despiadado; and the owner of the motel itself, who is survived by his inquisitive teenage daughter. It’s caring for this young girl that seems to be the reason Veronica becomes so invested in the case, a fact that Veronica doesn’t hesitate to point out as a huge mistake. Time will tell how this bond forms, but it’s clear that Maddy isn’t a world away from another determined teen we met a decade ago.

I think it’ll be interesting to see if the series takes advantage of the parallels between the girl Veronica was, and the woman she is now. She’s still an inherently flawed individual, who has trouble letting people in. Given all the heartbreak and betrayal she’s witnessed in her years in the PI biz, she’s not interested in getting married. We should know that already since it’s one of the first things we heard her say in the pilot – “an absolute”. Sadly, Logan still believes in the idea, and Veronica rejecting his proposal may have some lasting consequences on their already fragile long-distance relationship.

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We got a snazzy new title sequence with a cover of the classic theme song by Chrissie Hynde. I like it.

Big Dick Casablancas is still in town, and campaigning against the party scene that keeps the bars, motels and other low-level joints in business. Nicole, a local business owner played by The Good Place's Kirby Howell Baptiste, is very much against his plans. Veronica liked her instantly, and I think I did as well.

Another great character introduced was Alonzo, played by Clifton Collins Jr.. He works for El Despiadado and he wasn't fazed in the slightest by a head being thrown into his boss' backyard. His assignment to the bombing case can only spell trouble.

Wallace is an 09'er now, with a wife and an adorable son. I'm so happy that he seems happy. Our Wallace deserves the best.

Tina Majorino (Mac) is sitting this series out, which is a shame.

I was gagged at the amount of time Jason Dohring spent half-naked. For the record, if he got down on one knee looking like that, I'd say yes to anything he asked!

Cliff was the one to refer Veronica and Keith to the congressman Daniel Maloof. I forgot how much I adore him.

A few elements introduced in the novels carry over into the series: Marcia Langdon, the police chief who ran against Dan Lamb in Mr. Kiss and Tell is one. Veronica's new dog Pony is another. I'm glad these little developments weren't ignored so that they could remain canon.

He Said, She Said

Veronica: "I spent my first 19 years trying to escape my hometown of Neptune. Made it out, then, after a decade away, decided Neptune needed me, and I needed it. I was wrong on both counts."

Karsyn: "Tell me we're recording this." Veronica: ""We're recording this" is my middle name."

Veronica: "There is no George Bailey moment at the end of this story, Dad. When we go belly up, no one's taking up a collection for us." Keith: "There's always that law degree."

Veronica: "This Sea Sprite bombing. I like to think I would have walked away if we didn't need the money. Knowing what I know now I wish I had. But there was a girl and I started to care about the girl. And if you know anything about what I do that's never good."

Pacing issues aside, I enjoyed the hell out of this episode. It made a strong case for making another return to Neptune, one that’s shed a whole different light on how corrupt and dangerous it still is, and how fantastic a character Veronica remains five years later. It’s good to be back.

7 out of 10 engagement rings.

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moonhowlerpack · 6 years

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Definition of...{Part Two}{Dan Howell}

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“From what I understood from the video your fan’s didn’t have a very positive reaction to you finally admitting you had a girlfriend” The male interviewer referred to the previous video they played from a fan’s angle, Dan nodded his head stiffly

“Yeah I was definitely expecting a better reaction from my fans, they’ve always said they were very supportive but I didn’t see it that night” Dan spoke into the camera knowing his fans would be watching.

The interviewer nodded “What would you have liked to see differently that night?” the interviewer glanced at the crowd who watched as Dan in took a breath fingers tapping against his knee lightly.

“I would have wanted my fans to cheer, whistle, hell even making dirty jokes, a lot of my fan’s know I’ve never openly admitted to having a girlfriend, and the one time I do which the relationship is serious that I see myself in the near future marrying her, it just breaks my heart that I had to see her break down backstage sobbing her eyes out all because my fan’s couldn’t support me most when I needed them to” Dan rambled out.

The interviewer nodded his head thinking up of another question to ask but Dan spoke once more “I just wanted to say I love you guys I really do but after that reaction I was very disappointed I know it may have only been that reception we were at but it show’s a lot”

The interviewer bit his lip afraid to ask the next question but his boss was practically yelling down his ear piece, he swallowed thickly before he looked over at Dan.

“How were you to calm her down, because I myself would have felt this over whelming sad emotion after that commotion” The interviewer glanced at Dan’s facial expression.

“I told her she was perfect to me”

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fandom-trash-6303 · 6 years

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I Will Find You

“I will find you in any world Phil.”

When Dan had once said those words in the middle of filming a video with his soon-to-be husband, he meant them. He truly did. He just never realized how much truth was in them. Because at the time he was just referring to video games, but.. well you’ll find out if you keep reading. Things may get a little crazy and even a little sad. But hey, don’t shoot the narrator. My job is just to explain what exactly happened after fate decided to take dark twist.

But first, let’s set the stage to before things went downhill.

The year was 2018. Daniel Howell and Philip Lester were currently away from home on their second world tour. If they were being honest, they were still shocked they made it that far. But this isn’t the story of how their life together was created. This is the story of how it destroyed.

Now a few months before this, Phil had decided the time was right to take a huge step in his relationship. This large step just so happened to include a night under the stars and a silver ring. They haven’t told anyone about it, as they were waiting until after the trip around the world before any big plans were made. Looking back, they should have just eloped right then and there.

Enough with the foreshadowing, I’m sure at least one person is a little anxious by now. They were on the train to Dublin when it happened. Dan was half asleep at the time, his head resting on Phil’s shoulder, hands intertwined, sharing earbuds and listening to Muse. Things were so peaceful then.. I sincerely wish I didn’t have to explain what happened next. But, I must.

It was during the fourth song of the album when they heard two gunshots and a scream. It came from the next car over. Terror flooded every person on that God-abandoned train. Dan called the first respondents, and they said they had already sent a team over, which should be arriving soon.

The man made his way to the car they were in. He was working his way to the front of the stopped train, and just so happened to be terrorizing everyone on his way to it. That day was not a good day, as many news channels proceeded to tell the public afterward. It was a bad day for everyone. But it was a horrendous day for everyone who lost a loved one to that random act of terror.

Dan was grateful of only one thing that day.

At least he had the chance to say “I love you” one last time.

That was about the only positive thing he could think of.

I will refrain from telling you all of the details of what happened on that train. It is too horrible for even me to recount. But there were many deaths. Even more tears. And more “I love you”’s than could be counted.

The rest of the tour was canceled. People were a little upset, but everyone understood. People also gave Dan his much needed space. Grief is a terrible thing, but is necessary to help one deal with an even worse thing.

But grief can make people do horrible things sometimes, especially people who already don’t see a point in living.

And when therapy doesn’t work, sometimes people try their own solutions.

Dan decided that since Phil was ended on a train, so would he. Everything seemed to be hazed. Life seemed so dull and empty. So he didn’t even think twice before jumping off of the platform when the train came by.

Now hold on a second. You didn’t think that was the end, did you? Well it wasn’t. I had said earlier things get a little weird and crazy, and that hasn’t happened yet. Here’s when it gets weird and crazy.

Time seemed to freeze as Dan landed on the tracks. And it wasn’t like the conductor slammed on the brakes. No, time literally froze. Birds stopped flying mid-flap and just stayed in the air. And yet Danny boi still seemed to be able to move like normal.

“What the actual fuck..?”

“Hi, sorry for ruining this moment, but would you mind if I asked you a question?” cautiously asked a new voice.

Dan turned around and saw what looked to be just a normal teenager.

“Who the fuck are you? And whats going on, I kinda wanted to die right there, and you’re keeping me from doing that. Somehow..”

“Well that’s not a nice way to start a conversation.. Who I am doesn’t matter, only the fact that I can give you another a chance. Now I’m assuming that you jumped because you lost a loved one, spouse or fiance, right? Probably died in the train shooting a few weeks back?”

“How did you-”

“Unimportant. Now I might sound a little crazy, but would you like a second chance with them?’

“Of course I would! But that’s impossible..”

“Dude time is literally frozen right now. That’s impossible too. What if I told you you can have another chance, or as many as it takes?”

“Whatever it takes, I’ll do it.”

“I don’t need anything from you, I just like seeing people happy.. And good luck! It should be easier to find them this time.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’ll see. Now just relax and I’ll send you over”

“Okay...?”

Dan woke up with a start and was immediately confused.

This is my old room... What the hell? He looked down and saw a red string tied to his finger.

So this is what they meant by ‘It should be easier to find them this time..”

To Be Continued..

This was the first part of something I started writing, I’m so sorry if it is a little confusing at times, I wasn’t sure how to set it up for the rest of the story. I promise the other parts make so much more sense, and the general idea of what I wanted it to be also makes more sense.. But yeah, I’ll try to post soonish, once I find the time to write up a whole part.

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glitterrhowell · 6 years

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Chapter 19

Title: Seized

Co-author: fadingcrystalvoid

Pairing: Daniel Howell & AmazingPhil (Phan

Word count: 1.2k

Warning/Genre: Rape/extreme violence/ depression/PTSD/Degradation/torture/ Non-consensual pretty much everything/Little!Dan/Daddy!Phil/Kidnapping

Summary: What starts out as a day in the Park for Little Dan and Daddy Phil turns into something terrifying when Dan is suddenly kidnapped. Will Phil be able to find and save him before it’s too late? Heavy trigger warning

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Phil unlocked his hotel room door, sighing as he chucked his bag on the ground and toed off his shoes. His mind was racing over everything that had taken place. Dan was little again after stressing himself too much about telling everyone he was a little, that much he knew. He’d had a five-hour nap, Phil cuddling him the entire time. Nurses kept coming in, asking for updates. The answer was always the same: “He’s still sleeping.”

“What happened?” his mother asked, letting herself in through the door. He’d given them the spare key so they’d be able to get in whenever they needed. Phil had also called them in the car, telling them there was an emergency regarding Dan—he hadn’t known what was happening at the time.

“He slipped into little space. He was panicking ‘cause I wasn’t there.”

“Is he okay now?” Phil’s dad asked, taking a seat on the mildly comfortable sofa in the room.

“As good as he can be. He didn’t want me to leave, but I had too.” Before either of his parents could continue the conversation, there was a knock at the door.

Assuming it was room service or something similar, he pulled open the door, a ‘hello’ in his lips. He never actually spoke though, stood completely still as two police officers jumped on him, cuffing his hands behind his back nearly as soon as his body hit the ground.

“What on Earth is going on here?” his mother screamed, demanding answers as to why her son was lying on the ground, a police officer’s knee pressed into his back.

“We need to bring Mr. Lester back to the station. We’ve been given intel that he may be involved in Mr. Howell’s kidnapping,” the officer explained. “You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in court.” The officer said before roughly pulling Phil to his feet.

“Are you bloody kidding me?!” his mother shouted, and for her to swear was a very rare occurrence. She must have really been pissed. “My son loves Dan and would never do anything to hurt him. Who the fuck said he’s involved?”

“That is none of your concern, mam'.” the officer said in reply. Passing Phil off to his partner and turning back to them. “If this goes to court, you may speak for your son.”

With that, the officers pulled Phil from the hotel, the man unhappily agreeing. He saw absolutely no point in fighting them even knowing he was innocent. Besides, he believed quite strongly that things would work out. Dan could testify explaining what happened when he was big again. Everything would be fine.

Phil was roughly shoved in the back of the police car. He panicked as he realized there was no seatbelt, but the officers didn’t seem to care, judging by how they were treating him. He supposed he understood; I mean, you’d get fed up with criminals pretty quickly. The only thing was that Phil was completely innocent. Well, as innocent as someone who carved words into his boyfriend could be. He hadn’t had control at the time, his limbs moving completely without his will as Sir carved words into his boyfriend’s stomach, Phil continuously telling him how good he was as he did so. He didn’t want Dan thinking he was naughty when he was the best little in the world.

As Phil tumbled to the other side of the small cabin as the car turned, he suddenly realized what had happened back at the hospital. Phil had said “good boy.” He realized Dan must associate those words with the pain of the blade carving into his skin and in his little mind, he didn’t understand that Phil never did it of his own free will. Was that the intel they had spoken about?

“Out you get,” the officer grumbled, grabbing Phil’s arm and pulling him from the car. They pushed him inside the station, shoving him into one of the holding cells and locking the door behind him. “Someone’ll come to get your statement soon.” Phil’s hands were uncuffed from between the bars and he rubbed his wrists, the metal having cut into them.

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“Danny, how are you feeling?” Eric asked, trying his best to act as if he was talking to a child. It was weird since Dan stilled looked like an adult—he was an adult.

“I want my daddy,” he mumbled around the thumb in his mouth. Remembering how Phil had treated Dan, he pulled it gently from his mouth, ignoring Dan’s whine as he pushed a pacifier between his lips. He wasn’t used to looking after kids, he himself being the baby of the family.

“Your Daddy can’t be here at the moment. But pooh-bear can look after you, can’t they?” he asked, Kate, having told him not to refer to the teddy with ‘he/him’ pronouns. He didn’t question it, assuming Dan would explain when he was bigger. For now, he maintained a caring nature as he looked after Dan as best he could. The nurses were trying their best too, but little Dan remembered him and Kate as his friends and had taken to them for support and love.

At first, Eric had refused, stating that Dan needed to just “grow up” and “act his age.” He’s learned pretty quickly though that raising his voice only forced Dan more into his little space, and after Lela had yelled at him and explained what was happening, he understood Dan had no control over his emotional state.

“Danny, can you come with me, please?” Lela asked, standing in the doorway. It was time for his appointment and even though he was little, he still needed to have them.

“Okay, Mummy!” he shouted, getting up from the bed and waddling over to her. Dan had clearly taken to calling her mummy and she just let him. If that made him feel safer than so be it. It wasn’t hurting anyone.

“So, how have you been going?” she asked, closing the door behind them as Dan ran straight to the toys in the room.

“Good, mummy. When’s daddy coming back?” he asked, pulling the lego box from the tub of toys.

“I was hoping you could tell me about that day you and daddy went to the park?” she asked carefully, avoiding Dan’s question. The station had called back, telling her Phil was in custody.

Dan looked up from his toys, confused as he’d never been asked directly before. It was always carefully phrased questions to avoid possibly triggering him. He didn’t really care though—he had legos to play with.

“Sir said he had a puppy, he’s Daddy’s friend and daddy said we could get a puppy,” Dan explained simply.

“Hasn’t your daddy ever told you not to go with strangers?” she continued.

“Yeah, he’s a good daddy,” he mumbled to himself, seemingly remembering something. "Hey! Where’s my daddy!?” he shouted, tears starting to collect in his eyes.

“I’m sorry, Danny. Your daddy can’t be here right now,” she explained cautiously.

“But- but Daddy’s always here when Pooh-Bear isn’t! You- you’re a bad mummy!” he shouted, running from the room.

Nurses found Dan in an abandoned corridor an hour later, tear stains on his flushed cheeks as he mumbled ‘daddy’ in his sleep.

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Why Dan, Phil, PJ, and Chris are the Most Underrated Creators

Before I begin, let me just state that this is in no way meant to be an attack towards other creators. There are a lot of incredibly talented creators out there today. In fact, I wish I was as talented as 99% of these people because then maybe I wouldn’t be rotting away in a godforsaken cubicle in a dead end job (don’t go into software engineering kids. You will hate everything and yourself). That being said, if you find yourself offended at any point during this narrative, please accept this homemade apology from me:

With that out of the way, let’s go!

Prior to YouTube’s existence, bored people like myself mainly browsed websites like Ebaum’s World, Stupid Videos, Albino Black Sheep, and shitty flash sites for bizarre, humorous, and at times traumatizing content (anybody remember The End of the World, Numa Numa, and Schfifty-Five before they were uploaded to YouTube?) . Enter 2005 - the birth of YouTube! At that time, I was one very bored 15 year old full of angst. YouTube offered up a new way to find content that appealed to millennials like myself. Not only that, but YouTube became the platform for people to connect with the world by sharing their interests, thoughts, and work with the world! While I never uploaded anything to YouTube, I spent an unhealthy amount of time searching and stumbling upon videos. Things got exciting in 2006 when I discovered a wonderful YouTuber you may know as AmazingPhil! Subsequently over the years, I would find myself stumbling upon Dan, Chris, and PJ.

Let’s start with the first of the four I encountered - Phil Lester. Honestly, is there anyone on YouTube, let alone this planet, who is nicer than Phil? Even though he is a true YouTube trailblazer, he has fewer subscribers and gets less appreciation than his collaborator and best friend, Dan Howell. In spite of this, Phil does not get envious and remains fully supportive of not only Dan, but all of his friends. Phil is the paragon of a sincerely kind and generous human being. If more people in the world strived to be more like Phil, humanity would be better off. Phil’s creativity and talent never fails to make me smile and amaze (well, he is AmazingPhil!) me. I love his light-hearted silly jokes and when he spontaneously bursts into song (my favorite is in the Snake Oil video PJ did with Dan and Phil - “He slithers down your chimney/ He licks you while you sleep/ You don’t know where he’s been tonight/ He’s a snake on Christmas Eve”). Here is a guy who has accomplished so much in his life so far - graduated with a master’s degree, presented on BBC Radio 1 with Dan, won a Guinness World Record for coin stacking, and invented the game concept for the 7 Second Challenge app. Personally, I think Phil offers higher quality content than many other YouTubers. As a viewer, I can tell that when Phil makes a video, he puts in so much effort and heart. Yet, do others truly appreciate Phil’s talent, creativity, and personality? If I walked into a random crowd on the streets of Seattle and asked the crowd’s opinions on Phil Lester, what do you think would happen? I’m willing to bet most people would look at me as if I just asked them to solve a differential equation. Phil is so genuine both as a creator and person, and I wish more people appreciated him for all he does.

Next up is Dan Howell! I have yet to encounter a person who is as eloquent in their vocabulary and sarcasm as Dan. As someone who was also raised on Winnie the Pooh (and raised by an intensely literature/English focused mom. English class didn’t end after school for me!), stumbling upon a YouTuber like Dan was one of the best things to happen to me. Intelligent and bona fide, Dan is someone I could sit with over some tea or wine and have in-depth discussions with. While I love Dan’s typical commentary on his experiences with social awkwardness, being an outcast, and making mistakes, once in a blue moon he will post a very sagacious and intensely emotional video. Daniel and Depression is one of those videos. In this video, Dan opens up about his experiences in understanding and managing his depression. After watching his video, I took some time to absorb and dissect the content I just watched. As someone who has been dealing with chronic depression and anxiety since childhood, this was a video that profoundly struck a chord with me. Dan’s videos are very engaging and easy for many people to relate to. Even as I’ve gotten older, I still find the content Dan posts to be easy to relate to. For all his sardonic humor and sarcasm, Dan comes across as a very kind and generous person. Everything he creates is done with so much insight and character. I hope Dan continues to produce the content he does!

Now then, on to PJ Liguori! If there is one channel that you will never find another one like it, it is KickThePj. The first video I ever saw on his channel was Retro MakeOver. I immediately subscribed to his channel after watching that video. PJ takes his artwork and creativity to whole different level on his channel. Not only can he draw, but he is musically inclined and an outstanding storyteller. The way in which PJ tells his stories with a twist of imagination makes his videos unlike anything I’ve ever seen both prior to and during the existence of YouTube. I love how as a viewer, I feel as if I’m in the moment with PJ, observing his imagination in action - nothing feels scripted! The way he engages with his viewers is also very genuine (I know I’ve said that a lot. Honestly all four of these guys can be described as genuine). PJ seems like a very pleasant person that I’d gladly chill with over a card or board game. I’m honestly surprised that more people haven’t discovered PJ or don’t seem to have an appreciation for this type of content. In a world that seems to demand more originality and creativity, you couldn’t find a better creator than PJ. PJ is a one in a million and a very talented creator. I can’t wait to see what he does next both on and outside of YouTube!

Finally, but not least, Chris Kendall! I would venture to say that no one could get through one of Chris’ videos without laughing their socks off. Chris does some the best impersonations and parodies I’ve seen on YouTube! I love his casual attitude in his gaming videos where he just acts like himself and doesn’t take things too seriously (his random burping always makes my day :P). Much like the other three, his content is original and there is a discernible effort in his videos. Case and point - both of his I Can’t Even YouTube Quiz shows. I laughed until I was in tears during both of them and loved all of the geeky references! I would describe quite a bit of his humor as both geeky and classically British. Beyond his comedy, Chris is also a great actor. Both in his videos and collaboration videos, his acting skills are impeccable and he is absolutely hilarious! I was sad when Chris took a hiatus from YouTube (though I understood), but I am happy he’s back to creating more awesome content. Chris is a creator that I hope more people will discover and follow!

I hope to be fortunate enough one day to meet all four of these wonderful men outside of a computer screen. If anything, to shake their hands (and hug them if they’re ok with it) and thank them for how much each of them have positively impacted me in some way or another. If any of them are reading this, thank you for taking the time to read my thoughts and for all the great work you are doing!!

@danielhowell @amazingphil @kickthepj @crabstickz69

#daniel howell #dan and phil #phil lester #amazingphil #danisnotonfire #crabstickz #chris kendall #pj liguori #kickthepj

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I Found, chapter 2

Dan Howell and Phil Lester hate each other, and everyone at the Ida Gatley school of dance knows it. So what happens when the two are paired together to choreograph and perform a duet at England's most renowned contemporary dance competition?

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“I’m home!” Dan slung his bag off his shoulders and onto one of the hooks next to his front door, alerting whoever was home that he was back from school. As he started towards the kitchen to get some food, he heard the voice of his older brother, Charlie, coming from the lounge.

“How was school?” Dan could see that his brother was laying on the grey suede couch, watching TV. Dan gave a vague noise that suggested his distaste. “Caldwell can’t be treating you that poorly, can it?” Charlie laughed as Dan sat next to him, taking a bite from a leftover slice of pizza from last night’s dinner.

Dan could tell his brother was laughing at the thought of Caldwell Prep, the school Dan was currently attending. Charlie had graduated last year. Caldwell was referred to by the students that attended it as Cald-Hell, due to its rude and incompetent teachers, jocks that pretty much ran the place, and tendency to make the students want to drop out after their first week there. Dan used to have a fairly consistent sleep schedule, but it was completely tossed out the window and replaced with countless projects, essays, and reports that he’d work on for hours into the night. Most of the kids there were snobby rich kids who managed to keep up amazing grades, partake in at least three different extracurriculars each, and have a social life all at once. Dan didn’t know how they did it.

“Yeah, school’s been pretty shit lately. I’m pretty sure all my teachers planned on giving major projects all at the same time just because they’re evil and they can.”

“That sucks, dude.”

“But it could be worse,” Dan said with a mouth full of pizza, “I could be completely friendless or something.”

“Oh yeah, isn’t Liam coming over later?” Charlie referred to Dan’s best friend. He looked over at his little brother, who nodded. “You don’t have dance?” He inquired, a bit confused. Dan always had dance on Fridays.

“Nah, my tap instructor is supposed to have her baby this week and she said we all deserved a day off.”

“I see. What are you two gonna do? I need to know if I should get out of the house. Are you aware that the last time he came over, you two couldn’t stop screaming at the TV? You two were literally screaming. My poor fucking ears,” he whined.

“Hey, the Vine compilations we watched were really funny. You’d be laughing as loud as we were if you saw them. And to answer your question, we’re gonna go into town. There’s this bakery that Liam has been talking about wanting to go to for ages. “

“But is he staying the night?”

Dan chuckled. “Yeah.”

Charlie threw his head back in exasperation and let out an overdramatic sigh. “Fuck! I was planning on getting some sleep, you know!”

“Calm down, we’ll try to keep quiet.”

“You say that,” Charlie whined, ”But I know I’ll be kept up by your shouting over a video game or TV show or whatever.”

“That sounds like a personal problem.” Dan laughed as he stood up, having finished his slice of cold pepperoni pizza. “Liam’s gonna be here in about 30 minutes.”

“I guess I’d better cherish this next half-hour before my peace and quiet is ruined.” Charlie frowned at Dan, who was now back in the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water.

“Oh shut up,” Dan scoffed, “Even if he can be loud, you like him.” The younger brother caught the older one roll his eyes, although he was grinning at the same time.

“You got me there. I can admit that Liam is pretty cool.”

As Dan started towards the hallway that his bedroom was connected to, he pointed knowingly at his brother. “I’ll be in my room if you need me. See you later.”

“See you.”

“Dude, I’m so fucking excited.” Liam stared out of the passenger seat window of Dan’s car, taking in London’s skyline with his dark brown eyes.

“Liam, chill. They’re only donuts.”

Liam looked over at his best friend with wide eyes. “Yeah, Only donuts with a five star rating on my favorite blog. Do you know how hard it is to get five stars on that blog?” The boy shook his head disapprovingly and went back to staring out the window.

After a few more minutes of delving into downtown London, they arrived at Mad Batter, the bakery that Liam had been raving about since he read that blog post about it. After ducking out of the car, Dan looked around for Liam but quickly realized his friend was already inside, probably drooling over the menu. He had to give it to him, Liam really liked good food.

The bakery was really cute, with fake tree branches hanging from the ceiling and marble tabletops and cases full of macarons, croissants, and (to Liam’s excitement) rows and rows of donuts. Seriously, there were so many different donuts, Dan had no idea how he’d be able to choose which one to get. After a few minutes of looking over the selection, he settled on a simple custard filled donut, while Liam chose to go for the peanut butter and dark chocolate flavored donut. After paying for their desserts, the two best friends sat down at a table for two that was tucked away in one of the bakery’s corners. Dan watched as Liam bit into his pastry and he could have sworn he saw the other boy roll his eyes back with delight.

“This is so fucking good, I think I just came.”

“Oh fuck off! I’m about to eat, you can’t say that.” Dan reached over the table to slap Liam’s arm.

“Once you try yours, you’ll see what I mean.”

Dan rolled his eyes and lifted his donut off the plate, making sure to get some of the custard when he took a bite. He started to chew, and suddenly understood why this place has five stars. “Damn, that’s the best thing I’ve ever eaten.”

“Right?” Liam said in between bites.

The two boys ate their desserts in silence, not wanting any distractions from the glorious donuts they were eating. Once they were done, they began talking again.

“Coming here was a really good idea.” Dan looked gratefully at his best friend.

“No shit, Sherlock.” Liam’s freckled face broke into a grin, his eyes crinkling at the edges. “What do you wanna do now?”

Dan gestured vaguely, unsure. “How about we just walk around and see what we find?”

“Sounds good to me,” Liam said while standing up from his seat in the turquoise chair, “Let’s go.”

The boys walked around aimlessly for a while. When they found themselves in Hyde Park, they decided to visit the rose gardens. Dan insisted on it. The sky was turning a beautiful shade of gold, and it cast a lovely filter over every flower. The friends ambled around, smelling all the different types of roses and taking in the scenery. Being here made Dan very glad that he didn’t have to go to tap class that night. He sat down on a bench in the middle of the garden, patting the seat next to him so that Liam would follow suit.

“Why don’t we do this more often?” Liam asked, still looking out at all the flowers.

“Because we spend all our time watching dumb YouTube videos and playing horror games.”

“Well I guess that’s pretty fun. But we should try to actually go outside more than just stepping out to get a pizza we’ve ordered.” Liam snickered. He went back into silence, and Dan could see that something had caught his friend’s eye. “Hey isn’t that...”

“What?” Dan questioned, not seeing anything at first. But then, as he adjusted his gaze to look further away, he caught sight of a group of about five boys. One of which was a tall figure with straight black hair. “You’re fucking kidding me,” Dan said, all life drained from his voice, “This actually has to be a joke.” Getting away from Phil was one of the reasons he was so excited to get the day off from dancing, so it was only fitting that his rival had to show up and ruin his night. He looked over at his companion, who was trying to keep himself from letting out a laugh. “This isn’t funny!”

“Yeah, but you do have to admit, this is the biggest coincidence to happen in the history of like, ever.”

“Well,” Dan said while standing up from the bench, “We should go before they come over here.”

“Agreed.” Liam had only seen Phil for very brief periods of time at Dan’s shows, but he’d heard enough ranting about the boy to memorize who he was when seen in a group of dancers onstage. The absence of colourful lights and costumes made Liam unsure of whether it really was Phil in the group, but once he neared the two best friends, his suspicion was turned into assurance.

As the two boys tried to discreetly escape the garden, Dan heard the voice that he feared he would hear. “Dan? Is that you? What a coincidence!” The disembodied voice exclaimed with false excitement. Dan pivoted around despite Liam’s suggestion to keep walking forward.

“What do you want, you prick?” The brown haired boy crossed his arms over his chest as the other four boys that were accompanying Phil laughed and playfully punched their friend’s arms.

“Yeah, prick.”

“What do you want, prick?”

“C’mon Phil, what do you want?”

“Ha!”

“Shut up, guys,” Phil commanded.

“Ooooh, he’s mad now, isn’t he!”

“All I want is to enjoy this nice evening with my friends, I can assume you feel the same?” Phil gave Dan a condescending smile. Dan wanted to punch him in the throat.

“Yeah, I do. So I’d appreciate it if you left.”

“Oh, I wasn’t aware you had to have a reservation to be here, were you guys aware of this?” He briefly turned his head to look at his friends with feigned confusion, then turned back to look at the other dancer.

“Fuck off, Phil.” Dan started to lower his arms from their placement near his chest, balling up his fists. Liam, noticing this, touched his friend’s shoulder lightly, shaking his head.

“Oh, I’ve been meaning to ask you, aren’t you just so excited to hear who’ll be competing at Grasp with me?”

“You and I both know that I’ll be the one going to Grasp,” Dan hissed, “Thank you very much.” He watched as one of Phil’s friends tapped his shoulder, pouting. Dan guessed that this was to show they were bored of this quarrel and were ready to move on to something new.

“Well, I guess we’ll just have to see about that, now won’t we? See you soon!” And with that, Phil and his friends walked past Dan and Liam, clearly making sure to bump into Dan’s shoulder while doing so.

Liam waited a few seconds after the group of boys was out of earshot until he spoke. “We should probably just head back to your place now, right?”

Dan sighed and looked over at his friend gratefully. “Where would I be without you?”

“Jail, most likely. I saw the way you balled up your fists just now.”

Dan laughed. “You’re probably right.”

“Oh honey,” Liam said as they started walking away from the rose garden, “I am right.”

“That’s not true! I have more self-control than you think I do.”

“So you’re telling me you wouldn’t have punched Phil just then?”

“Well, maybe…. Okay, yeah, I’d be in jail without you.” Dan burst into a fit of laughter as they continued down the path, their voices fading into the sounds of the city.

#phanfiction #phan #phandom #enemies to lovers #phanfic #enemies to friends to lovers #wildflowerhowell

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The Summer (28/33)

The Summer (28/33) | Dan Howell has spent the last three summers at Camp Bergamot, but it’s never been quite like this before. This year, he faces a summer full of new friends, a new relationship, and an entirely new view on his own sexuality. Perhaps Camp Bergamot should be renamed camp self discovery for all the changes Dan has gone through, but one thing’s for sure - despite all the hiccups and the drama, he just might have found the love of his life. | Phan | Mature | Smut, Misunderstandings, Insecurity, Panic Attacks, Bullying, Minor Violence, Physical Fight | 300,000+ Words

Disclaimer: In no way do I claim that this is real or cast aspersions on Dan or Phil.

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For reference, @botanistlester is Dan, @snowbunnylester is Phil.

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Warnings: competitiveness, sexual innuendo, light angst

Hey guys! In case you hadn’t noticed, Rachel and I have both changed our URL’s on tumblr! You can now find Rachel (phansdick) at @botanistlester, and Eliza (insanityplaysfics) at @snowbunnylester! We’d be happy if you followed us or stopped in for a chat :D And yes, this does mean updates are back to Wednesday and Saturday. Love you!

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Once Dan had left, Phil reluctantly got out of bed as well. He felt sluggish and heavy, but mostly just relieved that he and Dan seemed to be okay now. He knew things weren't perfect, but he was also beginning to realize that they never would be, which was okay. Phil didn't need perfect, he just needed Dan. Getting ready felt a bit like a chore when Phil just wanted to sit in bed all day and cuddle with Dan, but he managed it, yawning while he brushed his teeth after a shower, and pushing his hair back to try in a quiff because he really couldn't be bothered for the day. After pulling on a pair of jeans and an old, ratty t-shirt that Phil wasn't entirely sure was his, Phil wandered out of his cabin and was just about to head into Dan's cabin when said boy appeared in front of him, smiling and holding out his hand in offering to Phil. Phil smiled, ducked his head, and took Dan's offer to hold hands while they headed off to get a snack from the cafeteria. It had to be near lunch by now, or something.

One of Dan's favourite things in the entire world was seeing Phil with a quiff. He didn't think he would ever get used to it, the way that Phil's forehead was so beautifully framed, making him look like some sexy model god. He nearly dropped to his knees and thanked the lord right then as soon as he saw Phil walk out of his cabin with a quiff but decided against it only because he didn't want his boyfriend to think he was weird. So he simply grinned widely and held out his hand. Phil’s hand fit perfectly in his, just as it usually did, but now Dan couldn't help but feel extremely clingy. He wanted nothing more than to show Phil how much he loved him today, and he had a strange wanting to just cling to him whatever chance he got. "You look stunning," Dan told his boyfriend matter-of-factly, kissing him on the cheek. He was going to say more but his stomach growled loudly at that moment, making him roll his eyes and begin to tug Phil towards the cafeteria.

Phil wasn't used to styling his hair much. It was pretty simple to just push it sideways in his usual fringe, but he was suddenly happy that he'd quite lazily shoved his hair back today because Dan was complimenting him and it made Phi's heart quiver a bit. It was an overall nice feeling, even as Dan ruined it with his stomach growling, and Phil laughed at him for the sound. When they got to the cafe, it turned out the entire thing had just been turned into an all-day style buffet, rather than being split into mealtimes, since no one was following any guidelines or rules today. Phil really liked that, and was happy he and Dan could have a proper meal with the few other people who'd woken up so late. It was comfortable as well, and Phil was glad to have a little more time with just him and Dan before they met up with their friends again, wherever they were. Phil hooked his ankle around Dan's under the table, and swung their legs a bit just for the comfort of remaining close while they ate.

Dan was thankful for the entire buffet because he was so hungry that he was sure he could ravish an entire horse. It was nice that it was just he and Phil so they could cuddle and be as affectionate as they wanted without having to worry about friends, and he was basking in their closeness. It seemed as if he just wanted to be as close as possible then because he had absolutely no issues with Phil linking their ankles together, their thighs pressed together while Dan shoveled forkfuls of food into his mouth. He even leaned into Phil just because he could, settling in comfortingly to his side. Dan was practically glued to Phil, but they didn't seem to mind at all. It was a nice change from yesterday, when they were arguing and Dan could hardly stomach being around Phil. But Dan didn't want to think about that. He didn't want to think about how he'd thrown up in the bushes after their encounter, or how there was a void in his chest where his emotions should be. Right now, he could only focus on Phil. They were back together and Dan wouldn't let go this time. He was in this for the long run, no matter what. Dan took another bite of his food and nestled just that little bit closer to Phil. He wanted to be as close as he could get. He wanted to make sure he couldn't lose Phil again.

Dan was a warm, comforting presence against Phil's side, solid in the way that he leaned into Phil. They ate in silence, but the way they touched seemed to say it all. It was more than enough. It was everything. Phil ate slowly, while Dan ate fast, gobbling his food down like he couldn't get enough, and the sight of it was absolutely endearing to Phil. He smiled indulgently when his boyfriend got up for seconds, and welcomed him back by re-twining their ankles together as he ate as well. Despite having eaten so little yesterday, Phil wasn't able to stomach nearly as much brunch as Dan, but Dan still finished before Phil, collapsing with a sigh as Phil finished off his pancakes. If there was one thing Phil wasn't sure whether to miss or hate, it was camp pancakes. He laughed at Dan's long moan of pleasure and distaste as he complained next to Phil about being full, and shook his head. "Come on," he urged Dan after his final bite. "We have some very good friends to apologize too, and one final day at camp. Let's make the most of it."

The mention of their friends made Dan's insides turn inside out. He grimaced at how much he'd undoubtedly worried them after practically behaving like a maniac last night. He could hardly blame himself though, especially when he was feeling rather void of emotion. They had rights to be worried about him, so he owed them an explanation. Dan made a big deal about grumbling as he stood up, rubbing his hands over his stomach because he was just so fucking full that he felt bloated. "What do we even say to them?" Dan asked, grabbing Phil's hand as they began walking. They had no idea where their friends were, but Dan had a niggling feeling that he'd find them in the gaming room, as per every year on this day. "'I'm sorry we worried you, but Dan was being a major ass hat and wouldn't own up to his own dumb emotions'?"

Phil frowned, not liking the way that Dan put himself out like that. Phil was just as much at fault for yesterday as Dan, if not more so for making his boyfriend feel like Phil didn't trust in him at all. "That's not right, Dan. If anything, it should be 'Sorry we worried you, Phil doesn't know how to deal with his insecurities and made Dan feel like shit,' but we're not going there, alright?" Phil insisted, nudging Dan in the side with his elbow. "What use is there in us blaming each other, or trying to take more of the blame?" Phil shook his head again for good measure, and squeezed Dan's fingers in his. "No, we're just going to tell them that we're sorry, and that we were dealing with some problems, but that we're here now." Phil's words were easier said than done, however, as when they did find their friends, all four of them were staring at Dan and Phil with both worry and irritation on their features. It ended up being Phil who spoke up first, apologizing and hanging his head in shame, but promising them that everything was okay now, and that, well, they'd missed them. It didn't take much from Dan as well for the others to cave, shaking their heads and pushing the conversation away completely in favor of playing games. When they picked up Monopoly, it was reminiscent of the early weeks, before Phil had even thought he truly had a chance with Dan, and he laughed at the memory of Dan flipping the game board as he sat down next to Dan and whispered, "What's mine is yours, right?" teasingly.

Dan knew that Phil was right. Phil was always right when it came to these types of things. Dan was shit at handling sadness and emotions, so he allowed Phil to explain to their friends what had happened. He didn't say what had gone on between them, persay, but he did mention how they'd been going through a few things, that everything was fine now, that they were working through it. Dan was grateful that Phil was there, because his mouth had dried up, and his throat wouldn't form any words, no matter how pleadingly their friends were looking at him, begging for some sort of explanation. When they headed off to pick up a board game, Mariah stayed behind for a moment and linked their pinkies together. The act made Dan feel somewhat guilty. He wished that he'd gotten to spend more time with his best friends, but she understood, and he was thankful for that. Maybe he could even take a trip to see the twins this year, if his parents allowed it. "Are you doing okay, Dan?" Mariah whispered, her eyes searching his for some sort of semblance that he truly was not okay. Dan nodded, smiling slightly. "I'm alright. It's been rough but we're getting there. Just a misunderstanding so it's nothing we can't work through." He watched as Phil and Caleb got out the game of Monopoly, and smiled at how comfortable Phil was around them now. Back in the beginning, Phil had still been a bit awkward and unsure about himself, but now he was confident and sure of his movements. Dan couldn't help the pride from raising in his chest. "Thank you for being here for me," Dan continued, detaching from Mariah and going to walk over to where his friends were setting up the game. He chuckled and bumped his shoulder to Phil's at the teasing comment. "Anything for you, honey," Dan giggled. He hoped that maybe this time they would actually be able to play the game without Dan flipping shit.

Phil couldn't help thinking that Dan should not have agreed, because once the game started, he took advantage of Dan's words - at last in jest. In the early rounds, Phil called for a boyfriend tax, and constantly reached over to pinch bits of Dan’s money, but he always gave it back. It amused him when Dan let him get away with it, though, sometimes for three turns in a row before he returned the fifty, or the hundred that he'd stolen. Sometimes, Dan didn't even notice, and Phil paid for his boyfriend to buy a property, laughing when Dan went from "Fuck! I can't afford it!" to "Oh, thanks Phil," with a glimmer in his eye. Phil would always smile sweetly back at him, and once they game had progressed to buying houses for their property, Phil went around the board collecting money, only to land on Dan's and lean over for a kiss as "payment." They'd argue until Dan agreed that Phil didn't have to pay him, and then Phil would slot the money on over to him, smiling to himself all sweetly and resting his shoulder against Dan's. It was comforting, and fun, and everyone was teasing everyone, and it felt okay. It felt good. It felt like a proper end to their month long sentence at camp. Phil was suddenly going to miss these guys more than he'd realized.

The game had a new twist to it, and Dan couldn't exactly complain about it. How could he complain when his boyfriend was just so cute? He couldn't stop Phil whenever he stole his money, or when he gave Dan a kiss as payment. It made Dan's competitive side damper a little bit, leaving him a flustered and smitten mess. God, he was wrapped around Phil's finger, and he couldn't even bring himself to care. The others just laughed as they watched them interact. Kim often called them cheaters, and Caleb would roll his eyes and mimic Dan and Phil's actions with Clarice. It was basically couple against couple now, with Kim and Mariah teaming up until it was basically a clusterfuck of people ultimately 'cheating' to win. "We're never going to finish this fucking game at this rate," Dan laughed, shaking his head. Phil was cuddled against him, and his entire body felt warm, giddy with happiness of being able to have a good last day at camp. Finally. Caleb grinned at him and shrugged. "Who cares? It's more fun this way." Mariah snickered and added, "Especially if it keeps Dan from destroying the game." Dan glared at her, but he couldn't exactly argue with that. It was more fun this way, and he felt pleasantly at ease with Phil wrapped up in his arms.

Phil didn't bother to reply to the other's, just looking over the pieces on the board and watching as slowly but surely, all three unofficial "teams" became real teams, merging their property and money together, making the game three times harder than it had been before. Phil could see Clarice and Caleb had the least, though, as he went about stationing hotels on three of the properties he now shared with Dan. Dan cackled besides him, and Phil rolled his eyes at him, but it was fond, and he loved it. He loved seeing Dan like this, carefree and having fun. It was a good afternoon, and as Calrice and Caleb, and then Mariah and Kim, went bankrupt, Phil tried to pretend that it had all been Dan's doing - the mastermind behind the entire win. He laughed when Dan cheered so loud that he dislodged Phil from his side, and shared a conspiratorial smile with Mariah, who winked at Phil and rolled her eyes at Dan with a loud moan of distress and annoyance. "You only won because you cheated!" she complained, to everyone's laughter because they'd all cheated by the end.

"Suck my cock!" Dan shot back in response to Mariah. He was fully aware that he was gloating, proud that he'd finally won a game. Even if they'd all cheated in the end. He vaguely heard Phil mumble something about how he was the only one allowed to suck Dan's cock, but he ignored it in favour of sticking his tongue out at his friend, childish in the name of glory. Once they'd cleaned up and Dan had finished his victory dance, they decided to head over to the televisions so they could play a 'fair' game of Mario Kart. Dan didn't quite know why he was so competitive, but he knew Phil found it both endearing and annoying by the way he kept shoving Dan whenever he spouted out curses at their friends reprimanding him for his use of language. Dan just couldn't help it. Whenever he was playing games with someone else, he just wanted to crush them.

Sometimes Phil didn't know what was worse - Dan being a competitive little shit, or his fighting talk, because half the time his fighting talk was hyper sexual and inviting, and Phil was the only one allowed to do any of those things with his boyfriend. For the most part, though, Phil just found it all very amusing, especially when they sat down to play Mario Kart and Phil actually found himself wrecking Dan for once. He laughed as Dan shoved at him, sticking his tongue out, and rolled his eyes every time Dan burst out with something else sexual and a little rude. Mariah and Caleb were used to it, with Kim blushing but mostly comfortable around it as well. Clarice was the only one who blanched every time Dan said something even remotely sexual, though Phil couldn't blame her. There were a few times when Dan went a little too far, but Phil just nudged him roughly to get him back on the right track, and they moved on. By the time they'd finished clearing upwards of seventeen tracks, Dan had pulled out the lead, and everyone groaned at his gloating.

Dan let out an obnoxious holler as he finally pulled ahead of everybody, claiming his rightful crown to the winner throne. There were collective groans from the entire group, especially Mariah and Caleb, because they all knew what this meant. "In your faces!" Dan screeched. He leapt to a standing position and slammed his controller on the couch, doing a little dance. The dance was basically just him wiggling his hips and ass while his arms flailed wildly, making himself look like a dumbass, but he truly didn't care. He was overly proud of this moment and the entire world had to know. "You guys didn't know you were battling against the Mario Kart Master, did you?!" Dan exclaimed, smirking at his friends. Mariah had her face in her hands, and he didn't even feel guilty that Clarice and Kim looked utterly embarrassed. He couldn't tell what Phil was feeling, but he had a quirked brow, so Dan assumed he was amused.

Dan was an absolute dork, and Phil was entirely in love with him. He couldn't even bring himself to be upset that Dan had ended up beating him, not with the way Dan stood up in excitement and started to do a little dance. It was a ridiculous dance, something that embarrassed the rest of their friends, but a cute dance all in all. Dan's butt jiggled cutely in his jeans, and he just looked so happy that all Phil could do was stare up at him with a quirked brow, asking him silently if he was done yet. Dan smirked back at him, but finally stopped wriggling around, settling back down on the sofa next to Phil, who moved to wrap an arm around his waist but otherwise didn't say anything. "You guys are gross," Mariah complained, but it was affectionate as she came over and perched herself on Dan's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck to hold herself there. "Jealous, Phil?" she asked, teasing. Honestly, Phil was a little bit, having not sat in Dan's lap himself ever, but he wasn't going to admit that or cause a stir when it wasn't that big a deal, so he just shrugged his shoulders and let Mariah and Dan do their thing, knowing as he always had that they cuddled often. It wasn't weird, Phil liked to cuddle as well, even with his friends. "Caleb, start it over. These two are distracted and I want to kick your ass," Phil said, laughing as Caleb rolled his eyes but did as he said. Phil pulled his arm away from Dan to grab his controller, sending his boyfriend a smile, and then he was leaving Dan to Mariah, because it was clear that she wanted some time with her best friend.

When Mariah first settled into Dan's lap, Dan was immediately afraid that Phil was going to be jealous. He stiffened slightly but wrapped his arms around his friend regardless, sending Phil an apologetic look. This used to be something that he and Mariah had done a lot back before he'd met Phil. They were always particularly cuddly, but it didn't mean a thing. He let out a sigh of relief when Phil said he wasn't jealous and turned his attention back on the game, leaving Dan and Mariah alone. Phil really was the best and most understanding boyfriend Dan could have found. He allowed himself to relax then, his hands wrapped around Mariah's stomach to keep her in place. She was short and Dan was tall so he could easily rest his chin on top of her head, which is what he did now. "Are you and Phil going to see each other outside of camp?" Mariah asked quietly when the group had all of their attention on the game and away from them. Dan nodded, his chin digging into Mariah's head. "Yeah. He lives in London with me so we were planning on going on a date sometime." Mariah was quiet for sometime. When she spoke, her voice was soft, tentative. "Are you going to tell your mum? About your... sexuality?" Dan thought for a moment, panicking a bit when the topic was brought up. In all honesty, the fact that he'd actually have to come out to his parents had completely escaped his mind. He licked his lips and cleared his throat. "Eventually," he said slowly. "I'd like to wait a bit so my mum can get used to him and allow us to have sleepovers and stuff. But I'll come out to them." He looked over at Phil and smiled, his arms wrapping tighter around Mariah's waist. "He's worth it."

Phil could just about make out the fact that Dan and Mariah were speaking, and it made him uncomfortable to think that he was eavesdropping, so he moved to settle himself on the floor where Caleb was crouching instead so he could give them their privacy without feeling like the jealous boyfriend he kind of sort of was. Maybe he could just... fix it later, when he had Dan alone, and sit in his lap as well. The thought made him smile, but he did his best to tune back into the game, laughing as Caleb took a blue shell and fell back to third place, with Phil zooming past him into first. It could be a dangerous position, but Phil wasn't letting up for the world. By the time three races had ended, Phil had taken the lead again, with Kim moaning beside him, and Caleb throwing his controller in frustration. "That's it! You and Dan deserve each other! Take your earnings and leave!" Caleb thrust empty hands at Phil, and Phil accepted his "prize" with a laugh, knocking shoulders with Caleb and glancing behind him to find Mariah had curled up against Dan, looking a bit sad. Phil's heart melted, and he smiled softly before turning away, deciding that yeah, Dan needed more time with his best friend. Phil could wait to have his attention back later. "Another round?" he asked, to a chorus of boo's, so Phil laughed and stood up, rooting through the other game collections before stopping on the newest Mario Party. He turned with a shit eating grin and asked, "So who wants to be Bowser and lose all their friends?"

Mariah was nestled in Dan's arms, her curly brown hair tickling his nose. He could tell that her eyes were glued to the television but he didn't say anything about it. "I'm glad you have Phil. You're good for each other," Mariah murmured. "Admittedly I was a bit jealous for a while, though. I felt like he'd stolen my best friend from me. But I don't think you can even compare Phil and I because we're on two opposite spectrums. It's just... it's hard, I guess. To be so far away from your best friend only to see somebody else take him away as soon as you finally see him." Dan frowned and nuzzled his nose into her hair. There was a pit of guilt in his stomach that wouldn't go away. He just wished he could make everybody happy. "I'm sorry," Dan whispered. "You'll always be my best friend. Phil is just so new and I feel like I can finally be myself around him. It's hard to ignore the dumb honeymoon stage, y'know?" Dan backed away slightly and turned so that he could look Mariah in the face, tilting her face up with his fingers. He grinned widely down at her. "But I'm going to try to see you before next summer. I'll talk mum into it in one way or another." Mariah giggled and leaned into him, shaking her head with amusement. "Always the people pleaser. But I'll hold you up on that, Howell."

Kim ended up playing Bowser, grinning manically and hiding the screen with her face pressed up close until they were all playing their mini games, and cackling every time she took the majority of their lives. It was a fun game despite the odds being stacked in Bowser's favor, and Phil was having so much fun he almost forgot to be vaguely jealous of his boyfriend and his best friend cuddling behind him. He reminded himself it was platonic and didn't feel that badly despite it all, and was even happy when he saw Dan and Mariah start to laugh together. It made him feel warm, and when all the mini games were said and done, with Kim as Boswer coming out on top, Phil turned to talk with her. "Are you excited about going home?" Kim half smiled, half grimaced. "I'm not excited about going home to my homophobic parents... but I'll be happy to see my girlfriend again," she admitted, the smile turning shy. "I'm so in love with her, Phil." Phil smiled, turning to glance at a still laughing Dan. "Yeah. Me too."

Dan and Mariah stayed cuddled together for the majority of the time while the rest finished playing Mario Kart before moving on to Mario Party. Mariah was so soft and small and Dan enjoyed it because he'd gotten used to having her cuddling up to him for three years and, hey, girls smell really good. They watched with small smiles as their friends played games, bashing each other until the games were finally finished and they had nothing else to do. Dan watched with mild curiosity as Phil turned to begin talking with Kim and he tried not to spy on them too much. Apparently, his jealous streak hadn't gone away, even if Kim was a lesbian. But how could Dan help himself when he'd been deprived of his boyfriend's love all of yesterday?

It wasn't long after that, that Kim and Phil started talking rather secretly about their partners with small smiles on their faces, giggling and nudging at each other as slightly more raunchy things came up, but they didn't go into detail. Mostly, they were just thinking fondly of the people they'd fallen in love with, and it was amazing. Phil ended up reaching over to hold Kim's hand for comfort, knowing this was harder on her than it was on Phil, who had Dan right there, and squeezed it when she seemed to get too emotional.

Finally, they all decided they were hungry and began piling out the door where they could stuff their faces with shitty camp dinner one last time. When Mariah jumped from his lap, Dan took his time stretching his limbs out, reaching his arms over his head and sighing dramatically. He stopped Phil before his boyfriend could leave the room, feeling a bit too needy at the moment. He watched in minor interest as the others went ahead and Phil turned to stare expectantly at him. Dan didn't really know what to say at first, biting his lip as his eyes raked over Phil's mouth. He could really go for a snog right then. "To proceed forth, you need to pay a toll," Dan told Phil bluntly, smirking as he crossed his arms over his chest.

It wasn't all that long before the rest of their group decided they were hungry, though, and that they could go for dinner just about then. Phil and Kim were the first to stand, with the others following more slowly, and Phil let go of Kim's hand the second Mariah jumped off of Dan's lap. Despite having enjoyed his time with his friend, he was itching to get back to holding onto Dan instead, so he waited by the door for Dan to join in him in following their friends out when Dan stepped in front of the doorway instead of walking out. Phil blinked slowly at him, trying to register his words, and ended up with a furrowed brow. "What kind of toll? Come on, Dan, I'm hungry," he complained, a little bit put out and scared that Dan was punishing him - for what, he didn't know, but he did know that he wanted to go and sit with Dan and be cute while they had their last dinner together.

Phil looked so put out that Dan almost laughed. He didn't though, not wanting to be rude. Instead, his smirk grew wider and he snickered, licking over his lips. He was blatantly checking Phil out, blocking his boyfriend from moving forward at all. He wasn't going to let Phil go without a price. Besides, he couldn't help that little niggling bit of jealousy gnawing at the back of his mind from watching Phil and Kim hold hands the entire time back there. Phil was his, and he wanted both of them to remember that. So with a giant smile and a glint in his eyes, he leaned forward a little until he was at the same height as Phil, a few inches away from his face. He could Feel Phil's breath on his lips, making him shiver. "A kissing toll!" Dan remarked. "Gotta give me a kiss before you can continue on your way!"

Phil shivered a bit as Dan started to smirk, leaning in at the same time and making their faces level so his breath fanned across Phil's lips. Phil breathed out on a surprised sigh, only to watch Dan shiver in response as well, and felt his heart beat harder in his chest. He'd never get over how amazing it felt to have Dan so close to his face, to have Dan close in general, and hoped he never got used to it. He wanted to feel this tingly sensation forever. Phil was just about to close his eyes and lean in for a kiss despite whatever Dan's "toll" was when Dan spoke up, sounded overly excited and extra trolly. Phil's half-lidded gaze turned into surprised eyes as he looked at Dan's excited face, and then he was grinning, long and slow. "Oh yeah?" he asked, laughing. "And what if I don't?"

Dan truly hadn't been expecting Phil's response, so he tapped his finger to his chin and pursed his lips. He hummed, long and drawn out. "Well, obviously you couldn't eat dinner with the others," Dan told him seriously. He backed away a little so that their faces weren't so close anymore. Hopefully Phil could feel the loss. "Then because you didn't pay the toll, you'd be trapped in this tiny room forever. Eventually you'll probably even die, considering you can't eat. All because you didn't want to pay the toll." Dan clicked his tongue, shaking his head and chuckling. "Plus, you'd be missing out on a Dan kiss, which is the absolute worst thing in the world."

Before Phil knew it, Dan was pulling away, and somehow, it felt like a tug on Phil's heart. He leaned forward to follow him instinctively, and then caught himself, shaking his head a little so he could pay attention to Dan - ridiculous Dan, who was talking about Phil starving to death and missing out on the best thing in the world, Dan's lips. Phil couldn't exactly disagree with him there, though, as Phil definitely agreed that it would be the worst thing to miss out on a Dan kiss. Still, he couldn't help teasing his boyfriend a bit more. "But normally, I get my Dan kisses for free. Are you bribing me with food?" he asked, grinning and tilting his head.

Dan was growing frustrated and flustered. He was really wanting to kiss Phil and Phil was denying him so well. How could Phil keep his lips to himself so easily when Dan was having so much trouble? He held in a whine and instead tried to focus on what Phil was saying. He licked his lips again, nibbling on the skin. Hopefully it looked stupidly sexy and not like he was trying to distract himself enough to come up with a witty response. "I'm most definitely bribing you with food," Dan said slowly. "My kisses may typically be free, but the food comes with a price." Dan waggled his eyebrows, finishing with a wink and puckered lips. "And that price just happens to be my lips! Now kiss me, Philip Lester. Else you whither away in this tiny room!"

Phil had to bite his own lips to stop himself from laughing when his denial of Dan caused his boyfriend to whine and pout, biting at his lips as he clearly attempted to think of a good enough response to get Phil to kiss him. The idea of Dan trying so hard just for a kiss tickled Phil's fancy, and he crossed his arms over his chest thoughtfully. "Hmm," he said, "Withering away might not be so bad, though, if your boyfriend is charging for kisses he'd normally give for free anyway. Nah, I think I'm fine right here," Phil decided with a shit eating grin, and managed to tear himself away from a pouting Dan who made a rather undignified noise behind Phil. Was that a foot stomping, as well? Phil stifled a laugh against his hand, and turned back around with a raised eyebrow at Dan. "Is that how the troll behaves when he doesn't get his way?" he asked. Dan's face was red and a little upset, reminding Phil of yesterday all over again, and his stomach fell, the teasing rolling away with sudden ease. Smile turning gentle, Phil took a step back forward until he was crowding into Dan's space. Slowly, his hands came to rest on his boyfriend's hips, and he tilted his head at him. "There are better ways of asking me for a kiss," he murmured, leaning in a little bit, until his breath fanned across Dan's lips all over again. "But I guess if the only price is a kiss... I could afford that," he said. Their lips touched then, just light enough to make Phil sigh, and he closed his eyes as he kissed Dan, revealing in the comfort of touching him again after this afternoon.

Dan couldn't believe it! His boyfriend was actually denying him of a kiss! Dan took every single good thing he said about Phil back, because his boyfriend was apparently a dick. Dan whined as Phil turned his back on him and stomped his foot a bit too hard. He didn't know why he was behaving like a two year old, but the rejection hurt just a bit more than it should. All Dan wanted was a kiss and he didn't know why Phil was taking so long. He almost just wanted to push Phil over and ravish him right then and there for making him wait. They hadn't had a good snog in a few days. Not since... Dan didn't want to think about that right then. Phil was turning back to look at him and his smile was so gentle when he was walking over his way. Phil's hands were then resting on Dan's hips, and Dan couldn't help the sigh of relief that escaped him. Finally. "I think this is the best way to get a kiss," Dan disagreed, but he didn't get to add more because they were kissing then. It was so soft and warm that Dan's breath escaped from his lungs. His head felt cloudy and his eyes fell shut and he was gripping onto Phil's hips and breathing him in. Everything was so soft. Dan swore he fell a little bit more in love right then. All too soon, Phil was pulling away and Dan chased him with his lips. "The kissing troll says it's not enough!" Dan demanded, giggling. "The price is now two kisses!"

Phil couldn't do anything but laugh when Dan chased after his lips and demanded a second kiss, chuckling for all of a few seconds before their mouths touched again. At that point, Phil melted against Dan, licking into his mouth and really kissing him, unsure if he was trying to satisfy the troll, or just take what he wanted as their lips smacked against each other and their tongues slid together. It was always particularly wonderful to kiss Dan, and Phil didn't want to stop. Instead, his fingers creeped up the end of Dan's shirt and teased softly with the skin of his sides as he kissed him deep and hard, a proper snog after they'd struggled so much that morning. It was good. It felt a little like coming home, and tasted even better. Dan always tasted wonderful. Phil couldn't get enough of him, tilting his head further and pressing into Dan until he had Dan pushed against the far wall. The sensation of Dan running into anything made them both pull away for a moment, Dan giggling and Phil staring down at him fondly.

Finally, finally, Phil was kissing him. Really kissing him. Full-on, with tongues sliding against each other's and Phil's fingers playing with the skin of Dan's sides. Dan let out a noise of appreciation and tangled his fingers in Phil's hair, tugging him a bit closer. He wanted to be as close as he could get. Not kissing Phil the past day was really taking it's toll on him, and not in the way Phil was being tolled just now. Phil was licking into his mouth and Dan was sucking on Phil's bottom lip in turn, trying to taste Phil as best as he could with such a short time period together. He was already out of breath, going to show just how much they'd been away from each other. They must have gotten too into it because suddenly, Dan's back hit the wall and he let out a small whimper, pulling away as he did so. He giggled, embarrassed, and met Phil's fond eyes, feeling his heart melting in his chest. He really just wanted Phil to look at him like that all the time, wanted to be able to spend forever just kissing like this. But he knew they couldn't. Their friends were waiting for them. "I expect to finish this later?" Dan whispered, nuzzling his nose against Phil's cheek. "The kissing troll is satisfied for the moment but I assume he'll be needing more payment later."

Phil had known the moment would have to end. That didn't mean he had to be happy about it, however - and he wasn't, not really, but he accepted it as Dan told him the toll booth was satisfied for now. Phil could be satisfied for now as well, knowing that Dan had plans for later. It made Phil's body start to react, but he did his best to stomp down on it before it could become too much. Swallowing, Phil laughed lowly and pulled away from Dan. "The kissing troll can have all the payment in the world if he kisses like that," Phil agreed, laughing loudly when Dan snorted and smacked him. Phil let go of Dan, then, before he lost himself completely, and sorted out his clothing before straightening up and offering Dan his hand. "Come on, then. Let's go have dinner with our friends. And then I can have you for dessert later," he said, and laughed again as Dan shoved him.

Dan couldn't help but feel extremely thankful that he had Phil as a boyfriend. They seemed to know exactly what the other wanted and even the thought of seeing Phil later that night was making him feel giddy with happiness. Sure, they'd seen each other the entire past month, but he was excited anyways. They would finally have some well-deserved alone time, some time that wasn't sad or filled with tears. He was thinking about what it'd be like to hold Phil again, to kiss him into oblivion until they were both panting and filled with want. Dan's excitement was filling him and he had to take a deep breath to calm himself down. Now was not the time. Phil seemed to be having to same thoughts as Dan because he was suddenly proposing having Dan for dessert, and Dan had to shove him to make sure he didn't actually take him up on the offer right then and there. "Shut up! I swear to God, I will make you get me off right here if you don't watch that dirty mouth of yours," Dan said flatly. Before Phil could actually tell him that he'd be down for that, Dan was dragging him away and out the door where he saw his friends disappearing down.

Phil would have been happy to have Dan for dessert right that second if it weren't for the obvious way that Dan showed he didn't want that. Phil understood, which was probably for the best as he could have easily been hurt by Dan's lack of desire to have sex with him right then - the thing was, Phil knew it wasn't a lack of desire. The two of them had been ignoring their friends far too much recently, and it was their last day at camp. Their friends damn well deserved to spend some time with them. Phil followed Dan into the cafeteria easily, trailing after their friends and finding the room full, but not as full as it usually was. It seemed most people had decided to catch a vaguely late dinner. Phil didn't mind it as he and their friends went through the buffet line for dinner before sitting back down at their preferred table, which was miraculously empty. Phil sat next to Dan and Kim, mostly because he didn't want to leave his friend out anymore, but also because he couldn't not spend his last dinner right next to Dan where he could press along his side and feed him bits of food.

Dinner was just how Dan had imagined it would be. He and his two closest friends were sitting in a subdued silence for a bit, taking in the fact that they would be away from each other for yet another year. Dan didn't want to get sappy but it really fucking sucked not being able to see his friends as much as he wanted to. He wished they could go to the same school and hang out whenever they wanted to. That would make this friendship thing loads better. But sadly, that wasn't the case. Dan was just happy that he got to bring Phil along with him outside of camp, otherwise he may have thrown a tantrum like he had the last three years. Finally, they all relaxed enough to tease each other and Dan felt warm as he threw grapes at Caleb, Mariah snickering beside her brother. Phil was a warm presence by Dan's side and he couldn't help but be ever thankful for that. He never really did well when he had to leave the people he loved and cared about. "Last dinner, huh?" Dan asked quietly. The whole table went silent. He smiled softly and looked around. There were so many new faces, so many new memories. He sniffled and wiped his nose on his sleeve because he was a fucking sap and couldn't hold himself together. "I fucking love you all, and I better see you guys here again next year," Dan reprimanded the group. His voice was thick though, making the threat lose it's power.

The atmosphere at dinner was an odd one. It couldn't seem to decide between their usual giddy repertoire, or solemn with the fact that they would be going home soon. Phil hated it, and his laughter was extra exuberant because of it. That was, of course, until they hit a lull in the conversation that Dan filled with the thought on everyone's mind - this was their last dinner. Tomorrow morning, they'd be taking the bus back down to the drop off point to be picked up by their parents, and in some of their cases, they wouldn't physically see each other for another long while. When Dan choked up, Phil felt the tears sting his eyes too, and he reached over to grasp Dan's thigh in a hopefully reassuring grip. "Yeah. I'm going to need your numbers and your social media or I don't think I'll survive until next year," Phil complained, to which everyone laughed, getting a little wet behind the eyes as well. Phil grinned as Kim reached over to hold his hand, and squeezed her fingers in his. "Especially you. You have a girlfriend to introduce us too," Phil complained. The others laughed again as they all began to talk over each other about how they were going to keep in contact, teasing and insisting on weekly skype calls. Phil, meanwhile, watched Dan and how emotional he got. That was something Phil had definitely grown to love about Dan. He smiled at him, completely gone for him, before doing his best to join the conversation again.

Everyone was then passing out their phone numbers and doing their best to assure everyone that they were, in fact, going to keep in touch no matter what. Phil's hand was on Dan's thigh and Mariah was kicking her foot against his lightly in a nice game of footsies, and Dan was getting more and more emotional as the dinner went on. He wanted to just take all of his friends into a giant group hug and never let them go. The world could be cruel sometimes, having the most amazing people living so far away from him. He laughed wetly as Phil mentioned Kim's girlfriend. "We better go on a double date," Dan told her. Caleb piped in with a, "Make that a triple date!" The group laughed as Mariah then complained about how she would have to somehow find a boyfriend before then so they could have a quadruple date. Dan loved his friends so much, and his heart hurt just thinking about leaving them. As dinner came to a close, Dan was feeling rather somber, but everyone was as upbeat as ever, claiming that they were going to make the biggest campfire that night, one that would be unforgettable. Dan giggled as he followed after them to the fire pits, hesitating just a bit so he could clasp onto Phil, needing as much comfort as he could get. Mariah and Caleb were used to Dan being extra clingy on the last day of camp. Phil, however, was not. Dan just hoped his boyfriend didn't mind being smothered.

As dinner wound down, Phil couldn't help dreaming of the day they could all go on a quadruple date together. The idea of he and Dan staying together that long, of all six of them staying friends that long, was intoxicating to the boy who'd had so few friends in his life. He almost wasn't paying attention to anything else he was so deep in his daydream that it shocked him when Dan slipped his hand into Phil's, holding so tightly Phil thought something terrible was happening. When he blinked back into reality, however, he found that their friends were just headed off to the campfire's now, having declared, Phil vaguely remember hearing, that they were going to have the best damn campfire ever. Phil turned to Dan, smiling a little, and was about to ask if everything was okay when he saw the tears still glittering in Dan's eyes. Things were clearly not alright, not really, but as Dan clinged to him and pulled him after their friends, Phil thought he might have an idea of why. So he held Dan's fingers back just as tightly, and led them both out to the fire pits.

True to their word, they did have the best damned campfire they possibly could. It was much like the very first night of camp. They all sang dumb songs and danced around like idiots, the flames casting shadows on the trees so the darkness danced with them. This time though, Dan was allowed to dance with Phil. Hell, he danced with everyone. Mariah, Clarice, Caleb, Kim, and definitely Phil. He twirled Phil around until he couldn't help but laugh, his tears drying to be replaced with wide grins and clumsy footing as he tried not to make them both fall on the ground. Dan was enjoying his time, and he sure as hell didn't want it to end. So he soaked the moment up as much as he possibly could, singing louder, dancing until he was sweating, and he clung to Phil until he was sure his boyfriend was getting sick of him. By the time the night drew to a close, Dan wasn't tearing up anymore, but there was still a sadness deep in the pit of his stomach. He didn't want to leave but he knew there would always be more summers to look forward to. Dan had faith that their friendship would travel with them throughout the entire year.

It was the most fun that Phil had ever had. He'd never known a more joyous group of people than the friends he'd made a camp, and he never wanted it to end. He clung to every second of their final campfire, singing and dancing despite the fact that it usually terrified him to be so strange in public, and even allowed Dan to twirl him around the fire. Phil tripped a few times, but Dan never let him fall into the pit or burn himself, and Phil even rewarded him with a kiss by the end of it. It was cute, and sweet, and probably a bit too sappy, and their friends made sure to make fun of them, but Phil couldn't find it in himself to care. Instead, he just laughed and pulled away from Dan and enjoyed the fact that his boyfriend was so clingy. The pit of sadness in Phil's stomach was a constant nagging reminder that things were about to change for them again, but he held it at bay with the reminder that Dan was still going to be there. So were their friends, but Dan was the most important person on Phil's mind just then, because there had been far too many near misses this summer where Phil had truly been afraid that he might just be about to lose the love of his life. Love of his life. Yeah. Phil wasn't lying when he said he wanted to marry Dan. Some deep, deep part of him just knew. As their final camp fire came to an end, and as their friends grew tired, Phil realized that he didn't want to sleep. He bit his bottom lip and wondered if there was a way he could sneak away with Dan again, just to enjoy their last night together under the stars, maybe star gazing again like they had back in their first week. Phil smiled at the thought, and went around to hug all of their friends goodbye, twining his arms around them and hugging so hard they had to slap his back to let them go. Kim got the biggest hug of all, and when Phil was done, he pulled back to kiss her on the cheek, pushing her hair out of her eyes and smiling dumbly at her. "You're the best," he said, to which she giggled and smacked him on the arm. "You're so weird, Phil Lester," she said, but her voice was laced with affection. "And this isn't goodbye just yet, you know! We've still got breakfast, and a bus ride back down to the drop off point, and -" Phil shut her up by dragging her back into his arms once again. "I know, but no one wants to get all sappy in front of their parents. Just let me have this you dork," he teased and squeezed her until he couldn't squeeze her anymore. They all started heading back up to their cabins, then, talking in small voices while Dan and Phil stayed near the back, holding hands.

Dan watched with a faint smile as Phil crushed Kim in a hug and turned to have his own sappy time with his two friends as well. He knew they would still have tomorrow so he wasn't full-out crying yet, but he was feeling rather sad and they knew it. "I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?" Caleb said softly as he and his sister wrapped Dan in a huge group hug. Dan nodded into where his face was smushed in their shoulders. "I'm just gonna miss you nerds a lot," Dan mumbled. They laughed in sync and rubbed his back. "We'll miss you too," Mariah said. "But there's always next summer," Caleb added. They both kissed his cheeks and then began to make their way back to the cabins while Dan migrated to Phil's side. He was happy that Phil had the same idea as he and seemed to want to spend a bit of extra time together tonight. Dan really didn't feel like retiring to bed just yet. He entwined their hands together and kissed Phil chastely on the lips. "I have to run back to the cabin real quick, but I'll meet you at the lake?" Dan asked. Phil looked at him quizzically as if wondering what the hell Dan needed, so he rolled his eyes and nudged Phil's hip with his own. "I just wanted to put some snacks in my bag in case we get the munchies. Nothing too serious." He then thought back to the condoms and the lube sitting in his bag and his cheeks turned a bright red at the thought. Hopefully Phil didn't notice.

Phil only got a few seconds of holding Dan's hand in his before the other male was saying he wanted to run back to his cabin for a bit. Phil frowned, a little put out by this and very confused, but let go of Dan's fingers obediently as his boyfriend turned and started to head off. Doing as Dan had said, Phil started the small trek down through the tree's and to the lake, where they'd spent a lot of time this summer. Phil knew already he was going to miss this place, but he could have a proper goodbye tonight. As soon as Phil hit the edge of the lake, he found a spot not too far off and under a tree to lay down, crossing his arms under his head and staring up at the night sky while he waited for Dan. The stars were beautiful tonight, and Phil had fun tracing out the patterns he still recognized, the constellations he'd grown to know back home but that were so much more visible out here away from civilization. He was lucky to see much of anything even with his telescope in the city, but for all that he'd missed this clear night sky, part of Phil missed the view from his own window. He sighed, smiling to himself as he realized that he could bring Dan over some time, show him the things Phil was most passionate about the way Dan had shown Phil his paintings. A giddy rush flew through Phil at the memory of the painting Dan had done of him, and he rolled on his side to giggle into his arm, shy and beyond happy that Dan had wanted to do anything like that for him. The sheer amount of love in that image was clear. Phil would treasure it forever.

Dan detached himself from his boyfriend and started to walk quickly back towards his cabin. He really had just wanted to grab some snacks but now that he had the image of the condoms in his mind, his imagination was going wild. This was the final night of their summer camp experience. They were going home tomorrow and who knew when they were going to be able to see each other next? And even if they did see each other, it didn't necessarily guarantee that they would be able to do risque stuff. And everybody knew how much of a horny boy Dan was. He walked into the cabin as quietly as he could until he came to his own bed. He rummaged through his backpack, ensuring that he had a few bags of crisps and waters, before his hands fell on the little packets of foil. Dan bit his lip. Hard. It was no secret that they'd talked about having sex before now. Hell, Phil had admitted many times to wanting to fuck Dan, and vice versa. At the time, they both weren't ready, but as Dan crouched in the dark with his fingers running over the condom packet, he was left to think. Was he ready? And did he want Phil like that? Did he want Phil to take his virginity? Dan shivered and he knew what the answer was as soon as he zipped his pack shut, leaving the condoms inside. There was no ensuring that Phil was ready, even if Dan might be, but he could come prepared just in case. He tried to shove those thoughts out of his mind as he made his way back over to the lake, their beloved destination that Dan had grown to become so familiar with. He smiled softly as he found Phil stargazing under a tree by the edge of the lake. Phil looked so beautiful lit up by the moonlight, skin white as snow. Dan plopped down next to him, his bag strewn to the floor. "I brought the goods," Dan told his boyfriend, his stomach a nervous wreck because he had fucking condoms and Phil didn't even know about it. "Got some crisps and water, just in case we get thirsty."

When Dan appeared beside him, Phil instantly turned to him, eyes bright and smile huge as he took in the way Dan looked under the moonlight. He'd never forget this, never forget how carefree and happy the other male looked, hair a little bit windswept and eyes bright as he smiled down at Phil. Laughing a little as Dan told him what he had in his bag, Phil sat up and went to drag it towards him to rummage through it now, but Dan caught it and dragged it towards him before Phil could. Arching one eyebrow at him, Phil tilted his head in question at him. "You okay, there? Thought those were snacks for both of us. Don't be selfish, Dan," he teased, glad when Dan's face lit up all bright and happy as he threw his head back and laughed. It made something soft and sweet curl in Phil's stomach, and the look on his face was surely fond when Dan turned back to him.

Dan's stomach did a flip when Phil went to grab the bag. He couldn't have Phil finding the condoms, not now! He was regretting his entire decision to bring them along with him and immediately found himself snatching the bag back, laughing a little bit too hysterically when Phil made a joke about him being selfish. He just couldn't have Phil finding out about his dark thoughts. What if Phil thought he was dumb? What if Phil wasn't ready? Dan didn't want to push him and bringing those condoms with him was probably a mistake. "Sorry, just don't want you to find the huge dildo I hid in my bag," Dan told his boyfriend sarcastically and threw Phil a smirk so he knew he was kidding. He rummaged through his own bag and pulled out two packages of crisps and two bottles of water, tossing one of each at Phil, who caught them both easily. Dan then zipped up the backpack and set it aside, instead leaning into Phil and melting into his warmth. "Finally some peace and quiet," Dan murmured. And just because he was a little shit, he opened the bag of crisps as loud as he possibly could and then chomped down on one just as loud, giggling as Phil scoffed at him and shoved him away.

Phil rolled his eyes, laughing and shoving at Dan when his boyfriend decided to be a complete dork and make as much noise as he possibly could just to combat his usual words, but gratefully picked up his own bag of crisps to sink his teeth into as well. He opened his up much more neatly and stuck one in his mouth to eat normally, all while giving Dan a side eye as he continued to eat his own bag rather nervously and quickly. Phil wondered about the wild look in his eye, but decided not to question it as he moved over to press his side up along Dan's, their shoulders touching. With his free hand, Phil reached for Dan's, resting over the top of his own the grass. He smiled at Dan and then moved to look up at the sky, eating his bag of crisps far slower than Dan. "I'm going to miss this place," he confided. "And the stars. They're so beautiful and clear, here," he said, letting Dan in on what he'd been contemplating earlier.

It was relaxing when Phil rested his hand on top of his, squeezing ever so lightly and making Dan's entire stomach light with fire and butterflies. Dan grinned at him and nodded in agreement at his comment. "It's definitely beautiful here. I'm going to miss the lake especially." Dan wiped his crispy hands on his shorts and leaned into Phil just a tiny bit more, moving his hand so it was facing palm up and he could actually hold Phil's hand properly. "At home I like to go on my roof and stare at the stars sometimes. It's not as beautiful as it is at camp, but it's the same sky so I like to reminisce while I'm up there." He smiled and turned his head to press a light kiss to Phil's cheek. "Maybe we can do that when we go home. Watch the stars on my roof. Maybe throw some meaningful spiel in there somewhere right before we begin to make out." Dan didn't know why he was in such a mood tonight. Maybe he was nervous and it was making him joke around more, but that was okay because his jokes made Phil laugh, the noise ringing through the trees and making Dan's heart pound in his chest.

The thing about Dan was that he could always make Phil laugh, no matter how he was feeling. It wasn't that Phil was down tonight, not at all, not when he had Dan back and there was no threat of them breaking up hanging over their heads anymore, but at the same time, he was kind of sad. It was difficult to feel anything other than happiness with Dan beside him, though, so he threw his boyfriend a delighted smile when the peals of laughter calmed down a bit, and nudged him with his shoulder. "You're an idiot," he complained, but he didn't mean it. He loved that Dan always seemed to want him, and knew that it wasn't always about that with them. Phil nodded his head, though. "Yeah. I could definitely go for spending some time on your roof, but only if you agree to come over and use my telescope sometime. It's hard to see through my window, but on a really good day, there are some really amazing constellations out there," he mused happily.

A loud giggle burst from Dan's throat as Phil called him an idiot. He knew his boyfriend didn't mean it, though. His voice was so warm and fond and it made Dan tingle all over. "I'm your idiot though," Dan sang. He hummed as Phil brought up the telescope and nodded enthusiastically, his nerves going down quite a bit. They were having a conversation, nothing more. Dan didn't have any reason to be nervous. This was Phil. "In all honesty, I would love that. Maybe, if we can manage, we could take your telescope to my roof sometime. Then we can be outside while watching the stars." Dan sighed happily and set down his bag of crisps. The bag was half full but he wasn't in the mood to eat anymore. Instead, he fell over so his head was in Phil's lap, that way he could stare at the stars and his boyfriend at the same time. "You're so gorgeous," Dan sighed dreamily.

Phil was still contemplating the logistics of carrying his telescope to the top of Dan's roof when his boyfriend fell over and put his head in Phil's lap, staring up at him and speaking all dreamily, like Phil was the best thing he'd ever seen and he was starstruck. The idea of that made Phil blush and laugh again, smacking Dan's arms and reaching down at the same time to drag his fingers through Dan's hair. "Oh, am I?" he teased, shaking his head. He couldn't keep the smile off of his face though, even as he pushed his crisps bag against the side of Dan's bag and picked up his water bottle for something to wash the salt away. "If I'm gorgeous, than you're out of this world," he shot back, giggling behind his hand when Dan gave him an incredulous look before bursting out into laughter of his own. Phil's eyes crinkled up in humor, and he had to lean back when he started laughing too hard. Dan followed him, burying his face into Phil's stomach, breath hot through Phil's shirt.

So maybe Dan had the cheesiest boyfriend in the entire universe, but he wouldn't change it for the whole god damned world. He loved Phil more than he could even express. He loved the way they were so comfortable with each other, how even though they were both new to this whole dating thing, they still tried to do whatever they could to make the other as happy as possible. Dan was so lucky and as he laughed aloud, burying his face into Phil's stomach, he could feel his entire face burning with happiness and love. God he loved Phil. He couldn't ever get over that fact. "I love you," Dan breathed into Phil's soft stomach, and then he nipped at the skin softly before pulling away and pushing himself up to a standing position. He stretched his arms over his head, groaning, before smirking down at Phil. "You want to go for a swim?" Dan asked. He was dying to make the best of their last moments at camp and if he wanted to take a swim at midnight under the stars, then Phil couldn't stop him.

"I love you too," Phil said, startled when Dan stood up rather suddenly after saying the words, and staring up at his boyfriend in confusion. Dan was stretching, arching his body in a way that made his shirt ride up. Phil smiled at the sight. He'd always loved Dan's stomach, and he was just about to reach out and touch it, maybe tease him by pressing wet, silly kisses to it, when Dan asked if he wanted to go swimming. Phil's expression only grew in confusion, and he glanced down at his clothes, and then back up at Dan's. "You want to go swimming," he asked, deadpan. "At midnight, when we don't even have our swim clothes?" he asked, arching a brow up at Dan. "Unless you plan on going skinny dipping, I'm not sure how that's going to work out," he said, reaching for his bag of crisps again and shoving a bunch into his mouth.

Dan crossed his arms and stared down at his boyfriend stubbornly. He cocked an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?" Dan asked sarcastically. He rolled his eyes when Phil grabbed the bag of crisps and started to eat them. Phil obviously had zero faith in Dan's swimming abilities. But Dan wanted to swim damn it! He tsked and shook his head. "Must you doubt me, love?" Dan sighed dramatically. "Besides, skinny dipping could be fun! It's not like we haven't seen each other naked before." To prove his point, Dan shrugged off his shirt and threw it to the ground. Phil squeaked as Dan started to unbutton his pants. "What? You've literally had your tongue up my ass only days before, it's not time to start getting shy now," Dan joked just as he shoved his trousers and pants off, leaving him stark naked in the middle of the clearing. He felt horribly exposed and he was feeling a bit self conscious that Phil was judging him. But really, they'd done worse things so there was no need for him to worry. "Well?" Dan asked, lips cocked in a smirk. "Are you going to join me?"

Phil found himself rolling his eyes as Dan sighed dramatically, not bothering with his over dramatic boyfriend right up until the moment he started stripping off his clothes. At that point, Phil very nearly upended his bag of crisps as he squeaked, Dan moving to start undoing his jeans as well. "Dan!" he complained in a loud whisper-hiss, glancing around the area they were sat at as if expecting someone else to be around and see them. It wouldn't be the first time they'd been caught in this kind of situation, only there was nothing to hide behind now and Dan was just stripping naked like it was no big deal. Phil groaned as Dan started to tease him, pointing out the fact that they'd done much worse, and pushed his face into his hands to hide his blush. Yeah, he'd done a lot of things for Dan, and in quite public places as well, but at least in Dan's bed they could have hid under the covers. Out here, they were completely exposed to not only people, but the elements, and... well, Phil was a bit embarrassed, that was all. The next time Dan spoke, Phil looked up only to find his boyfriend completely naked, eyes practically daring Phil to do the same. Dan looked good like that, skin shimmering under the moonlight, and Phil was distracted for all of a minute by the sight of him. When he looked into Dan's eyes again, there was a hint of insecurity there that forced Phil to get up off his ass and start stripping off his clothing as well. "I hate you," he complained as he undid the button and zip on his jeans, blushing furiously as he shimmied out of his clothes. "I hate you so much, Dan Howell," he said again, bending over to get his legs out of his shorts and boxers, and then shivering as the cold night air finally seemed to hit him. "I can't believe we're doing this," he said. Dan's only response was to grin.

It satisfied Dan more than it should have to finally have Phil standing and stripping right in front of him. There was a joke on the tip of his tongue about succumbing to peer pressure but he bit it back just in case Phil changed his mind because of it. Dan wouldn't let anything ruin this moment for him. "You love me," Dan argued, but he was grinning so large that his cheeks hurt, and his hands were itching to just reach out and touch Phil. He tried to restrain himself a bit though because he was initially trying to have an innocent swim and he didn't want Phil to think he only wanted sex. He ended up giggling as he pecked Phil quickly on the lips before grabbing his hands and pulling him towards the lake. "Now hurry up and quit grumbling before someone sees us!" This was a new experience for Dan, and he was excited to try it with Phil. Sure he'd swam in the lake at midnight before, but never had he done it completely naked before. His body felt unrestricted and free, sensitive to the slightest touch of breeze blowing over his body. When they finally submerged in the water, goosebumps attacked Dan's flesh and he shivered, allowing the water of the lake to swallow him whole. He turned to Phil and smiled widely. "See? This isn't so bad," Dan said softly. They were waist deep in the water so nobody could tell they were naked, fingers intertwined, and Dan's heart was pounding in his chest.

It was like a whirlwind when Dan grabbed Phil's hands and started to tow him to the water they were moving so fast. Phil's entire body was extra sensitive to the wind rushing against him, and he almost wanted to reach down and cover himself up, but it was like free falling to follow Dan down and into the water of the lake, crashing through and making a loud splash as their bodies were submerged. It was exhilarating, entirely foreign and new to Phil, who could do nothing but laugh even as the cold water struck him and really made him start to shake and shiver. Dan was holding him, though, Dan was there. Dan's fingers were twined with his, and they were waist deep in the water once Phil had enough control over himself to actually look around, their feet still hitting the bottom. Phil's smile was huge from the adrenaline rush of doing something so absolutely ridiculous, and despite Dan's soft tone, Phil felt like teasing. So, without thinking, he drew his arm back under water, and launched it at Dan's face, laughing as he squealed and cursed at Phil. Before Dan could get him back, Phil was swimming away, feeling strangely free to be alone and naked like this with Dan.

The moment had been soft, all up until Phil was suddenly launching water in Dan's face and ruining everything. "You ass!" Dan screeched, trying to splash back. Before he could, Phil was swimming away as fast as possible and Dan was left a spluttering mess as he tried to get the water out of his face while still attempting to chase after his boyfriend. "Get back here you little fucker!" Dan roared. He splashed through the water none-too-gently, trudging after Phil, and Phil's laughter was ringing loudly through the trees. When he finally caught up to him, he grabbed Phil's shoulders and pushed him under the water with his hands, giggling when Phil submerged once more with a soggy fringe and a pouting face. Despite them both being naked, it wasn't awkward. Dan felt completely free and comfortable with Phil, more than he ever had been before. He wanted to just bring Phil into a sweet kiss, but they were both feeling particularly teasing, so Dan just decided to play instead. "Tag, you're it!" Dan squealed as he slapped Phil on the arm and then swam away as fast as he could. He felt like a literal child and it was exhilarating. He was going to remember this moment for the rest of his life. The way his body was unconfined, how his laughter was ripped from his chest, and especially the way Phil's entire face lit up under the glow of the moon.

It was absolutely ridiculous. They were absolutely ridiculous. They were like two children playing in the water, completely free of inhibitions as they chased each other around the lake, dunking each other when they managed to catch up, and swimming away before the other one could get them back. Phil was breathless with laughter, with the way it looked to see Dan all wet and shining under the moonlight, and their laughter echoed through the tree's in a way that made Phil think it was going to give them away. No one came looking, though. They were completely alone, going pruney in the water as they laughed and splashed and played, Dan catching Phil's foot on more than one occasion and trying to pull him close only for Phil to start kicking, splashing water in his face until he was forced to let go. It didn't count as "tag" unless you dunked the other person, either, apparently, as Dan shouted at Phil who'd just managed to grab Dan's arm but hadn't managed to dunk him. Phil couldn't even manage a pout in reaction, merely dunking under water and trying to swim as fast as he could to catch up to Dan. Dan seemed to lose track of him this way, which Phil used to his advantage, and twisted his body under Dan's treading legs, only to launch himself up in front of Dan and drag him into his arms before dunking them both, laughing silently with his cheeks all puffed out and air bubbles escaping as he tried not to breathe. Dan was kicking and squirming against him, but Phil didn't care. He could see nearly everything, despite being half blind, could see all of Dan's perfectly beautiful tanned skin under the water, and before he knew it, he was drawing Dan close. They were both kicking to get back up to the surface now, but there was something peaceful about being under the water like this, so before the moment could be lost, Phil let go of Dan to tangle his fingers into his hair instead, and dragged their mouths together. Kissing under water was... strange, as it turned out. It felt cold, and a little unnatural, and Phil was too afraid to swallow water and die to force Dan's mouth open under his, but he still liked it, on some strange level, because it was new and exhilarating, and Phil could feel all of Dan's naked body pressed up against him.

While most people would assume that skinny dipping was supposed to be sexy, Dan could digress. Sure, maybe he had a great appreciation for his boyfriend's naked body and the way it pressed all up against him, but the way they were joking around was the least sexy thing Dan's ever done. It was nice. He liked playing with Phil like this, liked giggling and being completely stupid without a care in the world. Hell, he even enjoyed when Phil dragged him under the water and gave him a great big kiss under the surface. But then again, Dan would probably like anything if it were to do with Phil. He could feel Phil's body pressed against his, all the way from their lips to their chests to Phil's beautiful naked hips. It was sweet, it was everything Dan could have ever wanted, and it was even slightly erotic. When their lungs threatened to give out, they finally resurfaced, and Dan took in a large gulp of air before he was launching himself back at Phil and attaching their lips - properly, this time. Kissing Phil was even better when they didn't have to worry about water getting in their mouths, and even though their lips were cold and wet, Dan was opening his mouth and letting his tongue swipe along Phil's bottom lip. It was all Phil needed from him to accept the invitation, opening his mouth and allowing their tongues to entwine, tasting each other, and Dan could hardly breathe again because Phil just took his fucking breath away.

As soon as the two broke the surface of the water, they were yanking their mouths apart in order to inhale deeply, gasping a little from the exertion of messing around and being dragged so far under water, not to mention the way they'd had to struggle to kick back up to the surface all while Phil kissed Dan. It was good, though, something Phil would not forget, and he laughed when Dan launched himself back at Phil the second that they'd caught their breath. He made a small mewling noise in reaction to Dan swiping at his bottom lip with his tongue, and then he opened up to his boyfriend, reaching under the water to steady himself with his palms against Dan's hips. It was nice, being like this. A perfect end to a perfect summer, even if said summer wasn't actually just quite over. Phil had another month back home with Dan, hopefully with Dan, before they had to go back to school, but who was counting? All Phil really wanted was to soak up every last second with Dan. He laughed when they pulled their mouths apart again to breathe, and leaned in to nuzzle at Dan's nose. Dan's skin was beginning to get a little warm, as was Phil's, with arousal, and Phil knew where this was headed. But not yet. He didn't want to go and mess around just yet. He wanted a little more time to just... be. Taking Dan's hands in his, Phil started to kick backwards towards the shore, smiling softly at his boyfriend and hoping he'd go along with what Phil wanted. "Come with me. Wanna lie under the stars with you for a little bit."

While kissing Phil was extremely pleasant, Dan may have to admit that it was a bit too pleasant. Even despite the cold water lapping at his skin, his body was getting warm, and he didn't know whether or not to be disappointed or relieved when Phil pulled away. He didn't know if he quite wanted to get into that particular mood right then, especially when he was feeling a bit insecure about what words would come out of his mouth as soon as they were getting freaky. Who knew, maybe he could start spouting off some bullshit about how he wanted Phil to fuck him right then and there and Phil would say no, because he wasn't ready? But then again, kissing Phil was so wonderful that he just wanted to do it forever and never ever pull away. Even if it meant they both couldn't breathe. He couldn't complain when Phil was suggesting they lie under the stars, though, although it made Dan wonder if they were going to have to put their clothes back on. They didn't, much to his excitement, and Dan took this to his advantage as he carefully took out two towels from his backpack and laid them on the ground so they wouldn't get leaves stuck to their asses. Admittedly, it was slightly cold due to the night breeze against his wet skin, but he didn't mind when Phil was next to him. That was enough to make him warm.

There was something so vulnerable and intimate about laying next to each other completely naked. It wasn't that it was the first time Dan and Phil had done such a thing, but it was.. different, when it was before they'd even had sex, yet, before they'd done anything other than make out a little. Dan was teasing him about his earlier reluctance to swim naked, and while Phil was laughing and swatting at him, his eyes were following the curve of Dan's body, the soft bits of him where there was just that little bit more flesh, plump and perfect and beautiful. Dan was by no means unattractive, dressed or not dressed, and it made Phil feel all warm to be next to him. He rolled into Dan, affectionate as he nuzzled his shoulder, pressing a light kiss there. "It's not my fault I was concerned. What if someone saw us? What if someone still finds us?" he complained, though he had no intentions of letting Dan move from where Phil was now partially laying against him, hips and stomach pressed to Dan's side while he wrapped one arm over his waist. He stared up at Dan's glittering eyes, and felt nothing but adoration for this man. Dan was everything to him. Dan was... Dan was Dan, and Dan was Phil's, and there was really nothing more to it than that. If Dan asked, Phil would give him everything. He ducked his head to kiss him again, and then let out a breathy sigh, turning to gaze up at the stars again. "At least when we get home, when we look at the sky, we can pretend we're back here."

Dan laughed and shook his head, grinning down at Phil as he expressed his worry of being found out. "Oh hush," Dan replied quietly. He leaned down (a bit awkwardly due to their positioning) and pressed his lips to Phil's forehead, silently thanking the gods that Phil's wet hair was slicked back, showing his forehead. "Even if they found us now, what would they do? Kick us out when we're literally going home tomorrow morning?" Dan snorted and wound an arm around Phil's waist, holding him closer to his side. He could feel Phil's tummy pressed to his side, all soft and squishy, and Dan was currently in heaven. "Let them find us. I'm enjoying my time with you. Being naked with you is probably my favourite hobby, next to arting." He heard Phil mock his use of words and tried to shove him, which really just made Dan squeeze Phil closer. "When we get back home, I won't have to pretend to be back here anymore." He felt Phil look at him questioningly and giggled, feeling extremely gross and cheesy as he said," Because I'll have you by my side and that's all I need."

Phil squirmed and laughed as Dan "shoved" him, only causing Phil to press in closer. The feeling of his slightly aroused body pressing to Dan's was not helping him to keep this a peaceful cuddling moment, but Phil was insistent that he would have it. Oh well if he started to get a hard on - he just wanted Dan to hold him. He liked being held like this. Of course, then Dan had to go and make everything far more cheesy by saying what he did, and though Phil laughed and smacked him and made fun of him for being a complete nerd, he was blushing all the way to the tips of his toes. It was good, to hear someone say something like that. It was soothing to the soul. Phil couldn't help it when he leaned up and pressed a kiss to Dan's laughing mouth, giggling himself when Dan immediately grew a bit more serious in order to kiss Phil back. It was an interesting moment, and he pulled away from the kiss with the biggest smile on his face. "I love you," he said.

Phil could act like he didn't like Dan's cheesy words all he wanted, but Dan knew the truth. He knew Phil liked it by the way his cheeks grew all rosy and his entire face brightened. Plus the way he leaned in to give Dan a kiss was definitely a pointer to make Dan believe he didn't hate his words as much as he said he did. "I love you too," Dan murmured once they pulled away. His lips were tingling from where Phil had kissed him and he didn't feel the cold bite of the air against his skin anymore. It was instead replaced with complete warmth, filled with love and the way that Phil's body was pressing against his. Dan wanted to keep this moment forever and he told Phil as much, nuzzling their noses together. They were being so grossly affectionate, but Dan couldn't bring himself to care when he was so happy. It was a nice contrast to yesterday and he wanted to hold onto this feeling for forever.

They lay like that for a while, with Phil all tucked up in Dan's arms, his cheek pressed over his heart, naked bodies partially entwined. Dan was flat on his back because Phil wasn't allowing him to move, but that didn't mean Phil couldn't wind himself all around Dan as much as he wanted, with one of his legs tucked between Dan's, and his arm holding his body close to Dan's. It was peaceful, just resting together, Dan's body keeping Phil warm despite it being so cold out. The breeze kept Phil shivering a bit, but he wasn't willing to move. At least, not until he started getting thirsty. They were talking about nothing, just mumbling to each other and pointing out sets of stars, Dan teasing Phil that he'd seen a shooting star even though Phil knew he hadn't, when Phil got up with a yawn. He was starting to get tired, but he wasn't willing for this night to end, so he stood despite Dan's protests and headed over to his backpack to grab another water bottle. The one Dan had gotten out for him earlier seemed to have disappeared into the grass. Behind him, Dan was saying something along the lines of "What are you doing?" but Phil ignored him, rolling his eyes at his boyfriend's strange behavior. Dan's bag was already unzipped when Phil started to dig through it, practically blind in the middle of the night, and he was sticking his tongue out in concentration when his fingers hit something - strange. Like foil. Small, and square, and most definitely not a bag of crisps. Suddenly, Phil's heart felt like it was beating a hundred miles an hour as he slowly drew the strange object out of Dan's bag. He thought he was going to have a heart attack he was so anxious to see what it was, and then it was there, lying innocuously in his palm - a condom. Dan had condoms. Why did Dan have condoms? Phil's mouth was dry, and he slipped in the grass a bit so he was sitting down, but his dick was definitely starting to grow... interested. Did that mean... did Dan want...? "Dan?" Phil asked, turning his head very slowly towards his boyfriend, who'd propped himself up on the towel and was looking at Phil was wide, terrified eyes.

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The Summer (13/30)

The Summer (13/30) | Dan Howell has spent the last three summers at Camp Bergamot, but it’s never been quite like this before. This year, he faces a summer full of new friends, a new relationship, and an entirely new view on his own sexuality. Perhaps Camp Bergamot should be renamed camp self discovery for all the changes Dan has gone through, but one thing’s for sure - despite all the hiccups and the drama, he just might have found the love of his life. | Phan | Mature | Smut, Misunderstandings, Insecurity, Panic Attacks, Bullying, Minor Violence, Physical Fight | 300,000+ Words

Disclaimer: In no way do I claim that this is real or cast aspersions on Dan or Phil.

This Part: 15,145 Words

For reference, @botanistlester is Dan, @snowbunnylester is Phil.

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Warnings: slight misunderstandings

Chapter Thirteen

The wait for the rest of his cabin to go to sleep was agonizing, but the second Phil thought he was safe, he got up and reached for the glasses he was no longer afraid of wearing, before pretending to yawn and head off to the loo. In reality, he left the cabin as quietly as he could and made his way to the kissing tree, anxious to see Dan. When he got there, he planned to hold Dan like his life depended on it. It didn’t help his resolve any that Dan had looked terrified when they’d parted ways from all the silly spooky stories, and Phil just wanted to hold him and protect him from everything that he was afraid of. He grinned the entire walk to the kissing tree, sneaking along the edge of the tree line as he went.

By the time everyone was asleep, Dan was fidgeting so bad that it was a wonder that he hadn't woken everyone up with how loud he was being. He made his way out of his cabin as quick as he could, not even caring that he was in his pyjamas (so what if he had on fuzzy pants with dogs on them? Maybe Phil would find it endearing). He snuck to the kissing tree as quickly as he could, his heart pounding in his chest. Phil was there first, leaning against the tree with his head back, showing the white skin of his throat. He was absolutely gorgeous in his glasses under the silver moonlight and Dan caught his breath. "Hey," Dan murmured quietly when he got close enough for Phil to hear him. Phil straightened himself at his voice and grinned, walking closer to Dan and tangling their fingers together. Dan took a deep breath and brought Phil into a tight hug, resting his head on Phil's shoulder. "Missed you," he mumbled, even though they’d just seen each other a little while ago. He hoped Phil understood that he meant he’d missed being alone with him.

Phil had been leaning against the kissing tree for a while, head tilted back to stare at the stars and distract himself from the baseless fear that Dan might stand him up. He knew they both needed to be careful coming out here, so it was no real surprise to him when Dan showed up far later than Phil. He did immediately smile, though, taking in Dan's slightly rumpled appearance and the cute dog pajamas he currently had on. Though he wanted to hug Dan so bad, the first thing Phil did was twine their fingers together instead, grinning softly at Dan before Dan suddenly pulled him in for that hug he wanted. Immediately, Phil's eyes slipped closed, and he hummed happily as Dan rested his chin on Phil's shoulder despite being taller than him. He couldn't even began to articulate just how much he'd missed Dan, and sighed instead, kissing the side of his head that was available to him, and tightening his arms around Dan's waist. "I missed you, too," he breathed back. "It sucks not being able to hold your hand whenever I want too or touch you in general."

Dan hummed as Phil kissed the side of his head. He didn't think he would ever get tired of Phil's sweet kisses. They always made his face turn a disgusting shade of pink and Dan always felt like a blushing schoolgirl whenever Phil was around. He was glad that Phil understood what he meant and he nudged his nose into the side of Phil's neck, breathing him in. Who cares if that made him a bit creepy? Hopefully Phil wouldn't mind. "It's torture not being able to touch you," Dan told him, and he finally pulled away, smiling down at Phil and tugging on his hand to bring him towards the forest, away from where they would be able to get caught. He was planning on going back to the clearing where maybe they would be able to gaze at the stars like some sappy romance movie. Even his own thoughts disgusted him, but he didn't care because he would gladly be obsessed with Phil any day. "Sometimes I question why we decided to hide our relationship because I want to show you off to everybody and call you mine in front of our friends, but it's moments like this that make everything worth it. I don't want anyone butting in on us," Dan told him, tugging him down to lay on the grass next to him. God, Dan didn't understand how he was so lucky. Phil's eyes were so pale in the moonlight and he swore he could go swimming in them.

Phil understood Dan's complaint completely, but he also felt like they'd made the better choice in keeping this a secret. "At least in the beginning, I think it's for the best," Phil agreed quietly, allowing Dan to man-handle him and get him laying on the ground out at the clearing they'd last laid in with their friends. He laid his arm out for Dan to snuggle into, head turned to gaze at him, and watched as Dan very happily lay down with his head pillowed on Phil's arm, turning to stare at Phil's face too. "Hey," he greeted softly, grinning like an idiot. "There's no pressure like this. I like it this way," he hummed, and then he was turning to look back up at the sky. "You missed my constellations lessons last time because you feel asleep. Want me to go over them again, just for you?" he wondered, stomach fluttering with nerves. He didn't want to fuck this up, but he wasn't entirely sure how he was meant to behave around Dan now that they were dating. He'd never dated at all, before.

Agreeing with Phil's statement about feeling as if there wasn't any pressure and that it was better, Dan made a noise of contentment as he snuggled into Phil’s side. He was basically curled around him, kind of like a big, clingy dog. He cushioned his face on Phil's arm and their faces were so close that he could feel Phil's breath fanning across his face. He shivered and tried to listen to what Phil was saying. "I like it like this too. It just makes me want to touch you more when we're alone," Dan told him, poking Phil's side. He then turned to stare at the sky where the stars were twinkling down at them. There were hundreds, thousands of them, so much more than he could see back at his home in London. It was nearly as breathtaking as Phil was. "I would love to hear the constellations," Dan told Phil, shifting so he was able hear Phil's heartbeat against his ear.

Somehow, Dan ended up curling into Phil completely - not that Phil was complaining - until their faces were quite close, at least until Dan shifted again to lay his head over Phil's chest, ear pressed over his heart. Phil was sure he could hear just how erratically it was beating. "There's a lot we can't see here," he murmured, reaching up to card his fingers through Dan's hair with one hand, while the other arm moved from being Dan's pillow, to curl around his waist. "We're not in the right hemisphere for some of my favorites. But I'll show you what I can." They were alone for the first time in what felt like ages. Dan was curled into his body, and Phil was the happiest he'd ever been. He liked the way it felt to have Dan breathing on top of him, liked the way he was able to card his fingers through his soft hair, and liked the way he could feel Dan's laughter rumble through him whenever he made a joke about a selection of stars that Dan didn't believe existed. It was fun, and as Phil told Dan about constellation after constellation, he felt himself beginning to relax more and more, giggling and staring down at Dan every chance he got.

Listening to Phil talk about the stars was easily becoming one of Dan's favourite thing in the entire world. Phil's voice was soft and he talked about the stars so gently as if he was talking about a childhood friend. He made jokes about them, made Dan laugh because he was such a nerd and Dan was completely obsessed with him. Phil's mind was amazing, the way he thought and the things he found intriguing, everything about Phil was so wonderful that Dan knew he definitely wanted Phil more than he'd wanted anyone else. All of the past uncertainty about his sexuality was quickly dispersing, being replaced with a sense of belonging and sureness. It made Dan relax, melting into Phil's side - and then he was moving, pressing himself to Phil's side and looking up at Phil through his eyelashes.Phil was pointing at the sky, trying to draw a picture with the stars. He watched as Phil's lips moved, so pretty and pink, and they were hypnotizing Dan, making his stomach twist. Phil was seriously the most gorgeous creature in existence. Dan could feel his heart pounding in his chest as Phil glanced down at him, his eyes dancing under the stars. Phil was looking at him with the softest face he'd ever seen, one that stole his breath away. "Phil," he whispered before he could stop himself, and Phil's words died in his throat. He saw Phil swallow, his adam's apple bouncing as he listened to what Dan was going to say.

Phil was drawing something in the sky when Dan rolled even further into him, until his entire mid-section was pressed to Phil's side, and he was peering up at Phil from under dark lashes. “Yeah?” he asked, swallowing roughly and closing his mouth on the words he'd been trying to say as Dan looked up at him and said his name. His gaze was so warm, and just looking at him made Phil's heart stutter in his chest out of nervousness again. He didn't want to hope that Dan was going to kiss him, but Dan was looking at him like Phil was something precious and amazing and perfect, eyes flicking to Phil's lips as he tripped over his words and ended up failing to say anything at all.

"I..." Dan couldn't get the words out, so he didn't try to speak. Instead, he smiled at Phil, reached up to trace his fingers over Phil's cheekbone, and then over the skin of Phil's neck. There was a moment of hesitation, and then Dan decided fuck it. He leaned in and kissed him.

When Dan reached out and touched his cheekbones lightly, the pads of his fingers tracing over and down the bone until he'd found Phil's neck, Phil found goosebumps rising on his skin, and just had enough time to let out the breath he'd been holding when Dan seemed to shove himself up and leaned in to kiss Phil. Finally, finally, Phil had Dan's lips against his, his eyes fluttering shut as he let out a surprised, half-sigh kind of noise in reaction. It felt like his skin was on fire, and Phil had only kissed one other person in his life, but already this was ten thousand times better. There was nothing awkward about the way Dan's lips moved carefully against his own, urging Phil to reciprocate, and there was no attempt to shove a tongue down his throat. Instead, there was just warm heat in the pit of his stomach that was both happiness and excitement, and the feeling of Dan's chapped lips sending sparks against Phil's. Unsure how to actually kiss despite all the time's he'd seen other people doing so, Phil tried to mimic Dan in the way his lips pressed to Phil's, moving gently against him, and kissed him back.

Phil's lips were as soft as Dan had imagined they would be. He covered them with his own in a gentle kiss, remembering what Phil had said about being uncomfortable with tongue, so he just moved his mouth with Phil's in a way that made them both comfortable. He sighed into Phil's embrace, basically lying on top of him, and his fingers were playing with the little hairs on the back of Phil's neck. Dan's heart was fluttering in his chest and Phil seemed a bit unsure of how to kiss, but Dan was patient, letting him figure out what to do and relaxing into Phil when he wrapped his arms around Dan's waist. There was no uncertainty in Dan's mind anymore. He was beyond gay for Phil, wanted to kiss him for eternity, wanted to feel him against his skin, and he would be totally down for eventually exploring his sexuality with Phil this summer.

It was terrifying to think that Phil just had absolutely no idea what he was doing, and Dan might be completely put off from him because of that, but he kept kissing him anyway because of how wonderful it felt. Phil had never considered just how amazing it was, though he'd seen thousands of people enjoy making out, because his first experience had just been so strange, but now he wanted to keep Dan with him like this forever. Before he knew it, his arms were winding around Dan's waist as best as he could in this position, and he was holding Dan against him while Dan's fingers moved up to thread through the hair at the back of his neck.

When he pulled away after the best fucking kiss of his entire life, he rested his forehead on Phil's, beaming at him with flushed cheeks and giggling nervously. "I really like you, Phil," he told him and then pecked his lips again. Just because he could.

It was disappointing when Dan eventually pulled away, as Phil didn't feel like he'd had enough or done enough with Dan just yet, but he still smiled when Dan told him he liked him, hovering over Phil with this soft look on his face before he leaned back in to peck Phil on the lips again. "I really like you too," he murmured back quite gently. "And now that you've kissed me once, I don't think I'll be able to stop myself from kissing you some more." Phil let go of Dan's waist to reach up and cup his cheek, leaning up to do just that. This time, Dan tilted his head, fitting his bottom lip between Phil's very lightly. The motion was strange to Phil, and he gasped a little when Dan did something with his mouth that felt like he was sucking on Phil's top lip, so Phil mimicked him and did the same back, practically melting as he realized just how much better that was than what they'd been doing before. Dan's mouth was soft and pliable against his, despite just how chapped his lips were, and everything was so much better and more intense than when Phil had been kissed before.

Dan laughed at Phil's words. He was so damn happy he could barely breathe, wanting to be as close to Phil as possible. Kissing Phil was quickly becoming his favourite thing. "I give you full permission to kiss me whenever," Dan told him before Phil was doing just that. Dan decided to spice it up a bit and show Phil a few tricks to make kissing just a bit more enjoyable. He didn't want to force Phil into a full make-out session if he wasn't ready for tongue, so he'd have Phil be the first one to suggest it before he tried. Instead, he placed his bottom lip between both of Phil's and sucked on his top lip, trying to deepen the kiss without making Phil uncomfortable. When Phil did the same back to him, Dan let out a noise from the back of his throat that was half out of surprise and half out of pleasure. Dan tangled his fingers into Phil's hair and pulled him ever closer, kissing Phil harder and feeling like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. Gently, he nibbled on Phil's lip, pulling it out with his teeth and letting it ping back into place. Then, he apologized by gently kissing the area and smiling against Phil's lips.

It wasn't fair. Dan really knew how to kiss, and he was driving Phil insane with the way he knew how to move his mouth, pressing in closer and deepening it that tiny bit more. Phil's lips were already tingling when Dan nibbled on his lips, and he groaned when Dan pulled back, taking his lips with him, before releasing it and kissing it gently in apology. No one had ever, ever done anything like that to Phil, and he'd never really seen it done before, so it was quickly becoming the most erotic thing he'd ever experienced. Everything he did with Dan seemed to be overly erotic, and Phil never wanted it to end. His fingers fit themselves down on Dan's hip, and he moved the other boy until he was straddling Phil, though he promised himself not to do anything awkward or too much when this was still so new to them both. Then he reached up and tangled his fingers into Dan's hair instead, and drew him back for more kisses. The idea of tongue was still strange and weird to Phil, so he just kept doing what Dan had shown him, mimicking the movements of his mouth and biting down on Dan's because he wanted to. The sound Dan made went straight to Phil's dick and caused him to breathe out a little roughly in return, but he refrained from doing anything with it other than kissing over it in apology and kissing Dan more deeply, pressing in harder and feeling his breathing becoming unsteady and uneven with every passing second.

Dan was pleasantly surprised by how quickly Phil was catching onto kissing. He was still a bit unsure in his movements, but he was slowly becoming more certain, manhandling Dan so he was straddling Phil. It made him a bit nervous because it was so hot, extremely sexy to the point where Dan was making small noises in the back of his throat. He'd never been so vocal about kissing before but Phil seemed to know exactly what Dan liked, pressing closer into him and tugging on his hair, biting his lip in the way that Dan had shown him only moments ago. The thing Dan liked about kissing Phil (other than the obvious reason) was because he didn't force Dan to do anything he would find uncomfortable. What would have been slightly sexual with Dan's positioning was mostly just an intense make out session. Phil kept their hips angled away from each other so they weren't tempted to grind against each other, and Dan was completely thankful for that. However, kissing Phil like this was kind of turning Dan on, so he detached their lips for a moment to calm himself down a bit. He didn't really want to stop but he was getting a bit too excited, so he ended up kissing all over Phil's face. His forehead, cheeks, nose, his lips once more, and then he was trailing along Phil's jawline, feeling the stubble on his lips and enjoying the way Phil was breathing heavily underneath him.

Kissing Dan was quickly becoming too much. Phil was hot all over, and if it weren't for the fact that he was inexperienced and also terrified to take things too far, he thought he might have accidentally began grinding into Dan if he wasn't angling their bodies so carefully away from each other. In many ways, Phil was relieved when Dan pulled back from the kiss to instead pepper Phil's entire face with small little kisses. He giggled at the feeling, realizing with a start just how affectionate it felt to have Dan doing that rather than kissing him on the lips. There was arousal in his belly, but there was also an overwhelming feeling of happiness as Dan kissed over his jaw. Phil rolled them over gently, laughing at the way Dan squeaked, and settled them both on their sides. "I've never done that before," he whispered, knowing that Dan already knew that. His breathing was still very unsteady, and he probably sounded overwhelmed, but he wasn't willing to let this go just yet as he leaned in to press a kiss to Dan's nose, and then both of the apples of his cheeks, and then his dimple. "But I think we should stop for now," he added as a murmur against Dan's face.

Dan already knew that Phil had never done that before but it was so much different to hear him saying it out loud. He felt a bit of pride at the fact that Phil was so out of breath, his cheeks tinted pink as he rolled them over. Dan giggled a bit as Phil kissed his nose and his cheeks, his heart stumbling a bit in his chest. Kissing Phil was pretty amazing, something he would love to do whenever he could. Although he was a bit glad that Phil had told them to stop because he could tell they were both getting a bit heated and Dan didn't want to do anything they would both regret. He melted into the ground, grinning at Phil and licking his lips. They were a bit swollen from the force of their kissing and he liked that feeling a lot. "I hope you enjoyed your first real kiss," Dan whispered to him, caressing Phil's cheek with a gentle hand.

"I very much so enjoyed it," Phil reassured Dan, closing his eyes in contentment as Dan reached out and caressed his cheek very softly. Compared to Phil, Dan seemed so much more gentle, and it was something Phil was definitely enjoying in life. He just kind of wanted to curl into Dan forever, and it was a strange feeling to want someone as much as Phil wanted Dan, to like someone as much as Phil liked Dan. "You know you're the first person I've ever really liked, right?" Phil murmured, not opening his eyes just yet. "So you'll have to be careful with my heart, Dan Howell." Despite not wanting to put pressure on either of them, part of Phil couldn't help asking Dan to be gentle with him. "Not that... not that I'm saying feelings can't change with time." Phil bit his lip. It was too early for these kinds of conversations, so he leaned in and kissed Dan on the lips quite a bit more gently than the last time, just kind of nudging him softly before pulling away, and reached out to thread his fingers through Dan's instead of finishing that conversation.

Heart swelling from Phil's words about how he was the first person Phil had ever liked, he couldn't help but grin. Then Phil was saying how Dan should be careful with him, and Dan quickly turned serious, putting a hand on Phil's hip to rub soothing circles into the clothed skin. He was definitely going to be more than gentle with Phil, never wanting to let go of him. He was hoping they'd make this last as long as possible because he wasn't planning on changing his feelings towards Phil and Phil didn't seem like he was planning on it either. "I'll never let you go," Dan told him, squeezing Phil's hip. "I think we both need to be careful, as this is something new to both of us." He was going to say more about it, how he was nervous since his relationship with Valerie and a bit insecure about everything in general, but Phil didn't seem to want to talk anymore because he leaned in and kissed him gently. It was just a feather light touch, but it still made Dan melt and hum his approval. Deciding to change the subject, Dan smiled at his boyfriend. He knew their time was going to come to an end since it was getting very late, but he wanted it to end on a happy note. "I swear when we get out of here, I'm going to date you so hard," Dan teased. "I'll take you to cheesy romance movies just so we can ignore the storyline and make out in the back of the theatre the whole time. We can go eat fancy food and do gross couple stuff like feeding each other, and don't think I'll let you off the hook when I drag you to some dumb art museum and make you look at pretentious art with me."

Phil could feel his heart tremble at Dan's words for the want of that, for the want of never letting each other go, and hoped that this was something that could potentially work out in the end. Phil wanted it to be more than a summer romance at camp, but he wasn't sure what was going to happen in the future, and so he was clinging to just enjoying the moment now instead. "Oh are you?" Phil laughed as Dan promised him he was going to date him so hard when they got home. Phil couldn't believe how lucky he'd been to find someone who lived in London along with him even though they went to different schools. "I'd really like that," Phil added, humming softly as he looked into the best pair of eyes in the universe. He couldn't help reaching up and pushing Dan's fringe out of his eyes gently, the pads of his fingers grazing against the skin there. "All of that, even the pretentious art museums I'm sure you're obsessed with. Will you make us dress up for that? We can pretend to be fancy, cultured boyfriends," he teased, and then nuzzled closer to Dan, rubbing their noses together. "I want to know everything about you. I want to experience everything you love."

Ducking his head and chuckling abashedly, Dan admitted that he really did love those horrifying art museums, but no one could really blame him when he was literally the world's biggest art nerd. Get him in front of some Salvador Dalí art or a Picasso painting and he would go on for hours about it. The best part of any museum, in Dan's opinion, was definitely the renaissance art. He was a slut for renaissance art. "You caught me," Dan laughed, grinning at Phil. "I actually love art more than I love myself. And if I'm being honest, I would probably make you dress up, but more for a reason to see you in a sexy outfit." Dan winked at that and enjoyed how Phil snickered a bit, rubbing their noses together, and Dan took this as another chance to peck Phil on the lips. Just because he could. Phil's next words softened his heart, making Dan want to just melt completely into his arms. Instead, he just moved a bit closer to bury his nose in Phil's hair. "I want to experience the world with you," Dan told him.

Phil had never really felt like this before. With Dan's nose buried in his hair, crushing Phil forward so his own face was crushed against Dan's collarbones, he could feel something like a dizzying happiness filling him up right to the brim. He'd never grinned this hard in his life, and it was all because Dan wanted to have the world with him. So what if they had only known each other for a week? So what if things might not work out? This felt like the first friendship Phil had ever had where-in they clicked almost instantly, and just kept clicking after that. He had felt that with Kim as well, but Dan was different entirely. Everything Dan did or said, the way he joked and messed around, it reminded Phil of himself so much that he just knew that he could be friends with Dan forever. It felt like a friendship that just could not fail, so even now, when their relationship was even more new than that friendship, Phil thought that maybe they could make it. Maybe they could see the world together. Maybe, one day, they could travel, and learn, and really get to see the world before they got to settle down with each other in some grand house with a dog. "I want a dog," he blurted out, blushing as he realized his daydreaming was too much for him to hold inside. He cleared his throat. "I want a dog, when I'm older. What about you?"

Dan let out a surprised laugh, his eyebrows shooting into his fringe. Phil wanted a dog? Was he his fucking soulmate? "I want at least ten dogs," Dan joked, resting his fingers on the small of Phil's back. He dragged his fingers over Phil's back in a soothing manner, lightly trailing his fingers over the clothed skin like his mum used to do to him when he was little to make him fall asleep. Phil made a contented noise and Dan smiled triumphantly. "In all seriousness, I would love to get a dog. Maybe a Shibe? I don't know. I love dogs a lot." He pressed a kiss to Phil's head, feeling himself get a bit sleepy. He didn't want to go back to the cabin though. He just wanted to stay with Phil. "I've always wanted to go to Japan. I'm honestly weeaboo trash so of course I'd want to go there. Maybe see some cherry blossoms in real life and finally be able to sing the Ouran High School Host Club intro without looking like a complete idiot."

"You are a complete idiot," Phil replied easily, simply, but his heart was racing like it had never raced before. He felt like his face was going to explode from how hard he was grinning, and he wondered how Dan wasn't blinded by the expression on his face just yet. In so little time, Phil felt like he'd found someone who wanted all the same things in life as him without having had to even prompt him to reveal such things. "You're perfect," he said, grinning, and leaned in once Dan had kissed his forehead to instead kiss his lips, fitting his mouth to Dan's a little more properly and sucking at his lips. He liked the way that felt more than he could say, but pulled away before they could get too lost in it. Dan whimpered and followed him, but Phil ignored him. "We can go to Japan, one day, and you can be that nerd who sings Anime theme songs, and I'll be the boyfriend who pretends not to know you. I've always wanted to go. It's always been a dream of mine. And we can get a shibe, anything you want," he said, voice dreamy. He knew that for now, they were just vague promises and hopes for a future together, but he hoped above all else that it was something they really could have.

"I'm your idiot though," Dan shot back. His whole body felt warm, and he sighed into Phil's embrace. They were speaking in quiet voices as if they were afraid to break the little bubble they found themselves in. Phil was kissing him then, and Dan leaned into him, enjoying the way Phil sucked on his lip, and whimpering when Phil pulled back. He wished they would kiss more, but he knew they both didn't want to get heated again so that was alright. "Oh shush," Dan snorted. "You would probably be singing right along with me, staring at me with those pretty love eyes like I'm the most precious thing in existence," Dan teased. He leaned back and sighed. Phil's eyes were so full of affection that Dan nearly couldn't believe how much Phil liked him. He smiled softly. "I would love that more than anything in the world."

Phil wasn't sure what to say. He wanted to have a future with Dan, no matter how idealistic it seemed, and he hated thinking about that because he used to make fun of the movies and tv shows where characters acted so love sick for their first love, and yet he was finally beginning to understand that. You could reassure yourself a thousand times that it was okay to date more than once in your life, you could remind yourself all you wanted that your first relationship was not likely to last... and yet, when you were in it, all you could do was hope for a brighter future than that. Maybe it would work, maybe it wouldn't, but for now, Phil would just sink into the feeling that Dan wanted to have everything with Phil. "You're a nerd," he said affectionately, flicking him on the nose because he wanted to kiss him again. "We haven’t known each other for very long," he murmured, lowering his gaze, “but I want you in my life." Phil knew a lot about Dan, more than he probably knew about most of his friends back home, but he didn't know everything. He knew the kinds of shows Dan liked to watch, and his favorite movies and favorite color and favorite artists just from the things the five of them had joked and talked about over the last few days of camp. He knew so many of Dan’s silly life stories, knew his future dreams about art and where he wanted to go to school, even knew some of his insecurities. Phil knew so much more about Dan than he would have thought possible in so short a time, and it was amazing. For as little time as passed, it felt like lifetimes, forced as they were to be in constant contact with each other for enjoyment and entertainment. "I want to keep your forever," he added, and flicked his gaze back up to Dan's, finding that the look on his face was just as heart-eyed as Phil's probably was. "I'm glad to have this alone time with you. I don't need someone in my ear telling me I'm being ridiculous unless it's you, and if it is you, than I know I must really be being ridiculous." He laughed and shook his head, sighing as he pressed his head up under Dan's chin, fingers curling tighter around Dan's in his hand. "We should get back. It's getting late."

Dan was smiling so hard at Phil's words that it was splitting his face in half. He was sure that his dimple was a literal crater in his face, one that would be able to show just how happy he was by seeing it. Phil made him happy, made him feel good inside. He didn't even remember feeling this good when he was with Valerie. Valerie was just someone who was there, someone he had found attractive when he was thirteen years old. Phil was... he was so much more. He was the sun, a light in a dark abyss of nothingness, someone who lit up the room just by being present. He made Dan's stomach erupt in butterflies and there was nothing more Dan wanted to do than spend forever with him, even if they'd only just begun to date. "Who cares if we hardly know each other? I know you enough to want to date you," Dan murmured, staring into Phil's eyes and watching how they danced under the stars. "Besides, that's what dating is for! To explore our opportunities together and to get to know each other. I would love to keep you with me. Seriously, being with you makes me feel like the luckiest guy in existence." Dan got a bit sad then, not really wanting to leave Phil. They would have to go back to pretending they weren't boyfriends and now that he'd finally had a taste of Phil, he just wanted to kiss him forever. He pouted his lip out. "Fine. But only if you give me another kiss," Dan whined.

Phil couldn't help laughing immediately at Dan pouting and requesting another kiss, but his heart was dancing with Dan's soft way of reassuring him that they could be as sappy as they wanted, that they didn't need to know each other that well. They were dating, and they had all the time in the world. Letting Dan's hand go, Phil rolled them both again so he was hovering over Dan, and reached out to take his chin in his hand. "Let's see how much I've learned from you, then," he whispered, and drew Dan in for another kiss. His lips moved softly against Dan's, intimately, and he closed his eyes as he sank into the feeling of having their lips pressed together like this. He didn't know how to make it any deeper, but Dan didn't seem to mind, making soft sighing noises underneath him in response to the way Phil moved his mouth against Dan's. It was enough, for now, and Phil was high on the feeling of being able to kiss Dan whenever he wanted.

The feeling that came along with Phil's kisses was addicting. They made him feel dizzy, like it had taken his breath away just to have his lips pressing to Phil's. He let Phil do what he wanted with him, kissing him so softly that it made Dan's heart swell a hundred times bigger. He sighed and kissed back just as softly, moving his hands up so he was caressing the smooth skin of Phil's cheek. He would never understand how Phil had such smooth skin. It was like silk and he could honestly just feel Phil like this forever. After a moment, Phil was pulling away, pressing a few kisses to Dan's forehead and cheeks, and Dan protested a bit as Phil started to stand. He really wished they didn't have to leave, damn it, but he stood up anyways, giving a pouty sigh. "At least walk a girl to her door before you go," Dan said in a high pitched voice, and Phil rolled his eyes at his stupidity but agreed. He held Dan's hand the entire walk back and Dan felt like he was walking on clouds when he went to sleep that night.

The next morning passed far too quickly for Phil's liking. One second, his head was hitting the pillow and he was smiling over the fact that Dan had not only kissed him that night under the stars, but had allowed Phil to kiss him a thousand times more after that, not to mention the fact that he'd gotten to hold Dan for a few hours for once. When he woke, he was exhausted and trying not to show it to the rest of their friends while he ate breakfast, hardly listening as they were given their new activities for the week. It took him a good fifteen minutes to realize they were headed for the kitchen to do some cooking, and by then, he;d missed Dan and their entire morning conversation entirely. By the time he caught Dan's eye, the other boy appeared to be sulking, and Phil nearly wanted to hit himself for making Dan look as insecure about last night as he had. They were just entering the cooking building when Phil fell back and grabbed Dan's hand before the others could see, dragging him around the corner where no one could see them before pressing Dan into the wall there and forcing his chin up to stare at Phil.

Dan was miserable. Phil had been ignoring him all morning, not even paying attention whenever Dan tried to say his name. He felt a stab go through his heart at that. Of course he wasn't good enough for Phil. Phil was absolute perfection and Dan was just... well, Dan. He wasn't anything special while Phil put all of the stars in the sky. He couldn't even be happy when Brittany announced that their cabins were doing cooking and archery that week, even though his friends were all whooping and hollering. He just wanted to burrow into a ditch and die. So to say he wasn't exactly ecstatic when Phil pulled him to the side was an understatement.

"Hey," Phil greeted. "Look at me." It took a good few seconds for Dan to meet his gaze, eyes miserable. "If you regret kissing me last night so much, you didn't have to get me alone to tell me,” Dan said. Phil's heart broke, and he frowned at Dan as he let him go, not wanting to make the other boy feel trapped. "I don't," he argued. "I don't regret it. I was just trying too hard to not look as exhausted as I feel that I couldn't even focus on this mornings conversation let alone you. Dan, hey. I don't regret it. Last night's the best things that's ever happened to me."

Dan listened as Phil spoke, but he didn't really believe him at first. Phil was just trying to be nice to him because he felt guilty for not wanting to be with him. Yeah, that was it. But then Phil was saying that last night had been the best thing to ever happen to him, and Dan felt hope blooming there. He looked at Phil from under his eyelashes and his bottom lip quivered a bit. "You mean it?" Dan whispered. Phil's fingers on his chin felt like they were burning him, along with the intensity of Phil's gaze. Now that he thought about it, Phil did look rather exhausted. He winced. Maybe they did stay out a bit too late last night. "I thought you didn't want to be with me anymore and that I did something wrong." Dan cocked his head to the side. He wanted to kiss Phil but he wasn't going to risk it at this point. "I suppose we shouldn't have stayed out so late last night. I'd say sorry but I'm not exactly sorry about it," Dan told him, smirking.

"Of course I mean it," Phil replied, taken aback and concerned that Dan had been so worried. He hadn't meant to hurt or scare Dan, and it made him feel terrible to hear that Dan had thought he'd done something wrong when Phil could have reassured him that he was still swimming in bliss a little with the fact that he'd kissed Dan last night. He'd kissed Dan a lot, and he wanted to do it some more. He very nearly leaned in to do so just then in order to prove his point, but he didn't want to get caught, so he didn't. "Don't be sorry," Phil murmured in reply, stroking his fingers over Dan's cheek before letting him go. "I was hoping we could do it again soon, if not tonight. In fact, I'd kiss you right now if I could," he murmured. "Wish I could take you on a date for lunch but that might give us away, and I want to keep this just between us for a little while longer." Phil's fingers lingered on Dan's skin for just a moment more before he pulled away and cleared his throat. "We should head in before someone gets suspicious. But don't think I regret last night, or that I'm avoiding you. I don't think you could ever do something wrong."

Dan relaxed with Phil's words, closing his eyes as Phil stroked his cheek. He leaned into him a bit, kind of just wanting Phil to kiss him already, but then Phil was pulling away and he was filled with disappointment that he hadn't gotten a quick peck even though he completely agreed that they probably should still continue to hide it. "I'm glad you like me," Dan murmured. He opened his eyes to meet Phil's gaze, sinking into the captivating and affectionate expression he found there. He found himself smiling and all of the tension in him disappeared. Phil still liked him, he wasn't going anywhere, and he wanted to kiss again that night. Dan was so head over heels for this man. "I'll hold you to that," Dan told him, referring to how Phil wanted to kiss him again tonight. He pulled away and tangled their fingers together for a split second. "But yes, let's go cook. I can't wait to eat your food," Dan snickered.

Phil instantly laughed, squeezing his fingers around Dan's for the second that they held each other, and then pulled away as the two headed back inside. "Guess I'll be seeing you tonight at the kissing tree, then?" he asked, turning his head to wink at Dan. "Now you've got new memories to make under those leaves." Dan blushed immediately, a pretty color that stained his cheeks often enough that Phil would never get tired of it, and he grinned as they pushed open the doors to the building and walked down the corridor to the cooking classroom. Immediately upon entering, Phil found that everyone had been paired up in two's, with Mariah and Kim already standing behind one table. Phil glanced sideways at Dan, more excited than he could say when he realized they'd be stuck together. "Guess you'll have to help me cook, then," he teased, and made his way over to the closet empty countertop while the instructor continued droning on as if Dan and Phil hadn't just walked in late. Their counselors didn't even blink at them, though Phil was avoiding the knowing look that Kim was sending him and pretending he had no idea what she was on about.

Cooking was definitely not one of Dan's greatest skills. More often than not, he would burn anything that even remotely touched the stove and nothing ever went right even if he was following directions. "Just a warning, but I'm a terrible cook," Dan told Phil as they started getting out their supplies. Apparently, they were supposed to be making chocolate chip cookies, which were supposed to be a 'starter food'. Starter food Dan's ass. Knowing him, he'd burn them right up. He could only hope that Phil would balance his terribleness out, considering Phil had once said he was an amazing cook. After a quick reassurance from Phil, the two started cooking with the rest of the class, Dan following Phil’s lead, who certainly looked like he knew what he was doing, confident and full of certainty in each of his movements. Whenever Dan was confused, Phil would stop and show him how to do something, stepping so close to him that Dan had a hard time concentrating on anything at all. It happened far too often where Dan would spill flour all over the counter and Phil would just giggle at him. Of course, Dan wouldn't be himself if he didn't throw something food related at Phil, so he ended up flicking flour in Phil's face. Phil glared at him but there was a softness behind that gaze reserved just for Dan. As the timer counted down sometime later, telling them that their cookies were nearly finished cooking, Dan bounced on the balls of his feet. He was nervous of how they'd turn out, but Phil was so certain that he tried not to worry too much. "I apologize in advance if I ruined your baking," Dan told his boyfriend just as the oven dinged.

Cooking with Dan was definitely an experience that Phil would never forget, but also an experience that he was enjoying very much. The other boy was an absolute menace, causing mayhem and destruction everywhere he went, which was a surprise to Phil as they started off pretty well - with Dan closing the fridge door at their station every time Phil walked away from it without closing it himself - but Phil quickly found that for as obsessed with keeping things neat as Dan was, he also had a very obvious need to mess about when ever he could, clearly seeming to want to make Phil laugh as much as possible. And laugh Phil did, glaring playfully at Dan and shoving him out of the way every time he seemed on the verge of messing an important step up, but enjoying the generally upbeat attitude that Dan seemed to have regarding their time together. Phil was very glad to have this time with Dan, and he wasted no chance to touch him, able to shrug it off as friendly. Finally, Phil was pulling the cookies out of the oven, ignoring Dan's comment entirely as the cookies came out golden brown and perfect. "What was that about being terrible at cooking?" Phil asked playfully, setting the tray down to cool at their station while their instructor came by and congratulated them on a job well done. "They looked perfect. I'm sure they'll taste just as good!" they said before moving on. Phil turned his smile onto Dan. "See? When you're with me, nothing can go wrong," he flirted, winking before dissolving into almost immediate laughter at his own ridiculousness.

Dan grumbled under his breath and glared at Phil, elbowing him in the side gently enough that it wouldn't cause any real damage. The cookies did look really good but he was still expecting them to taste like shit. After all, he had helped make them. "I wouldn't talk so soon before we've been able to taste them," Dan told his boyfriend, but his salty demeanor melted at the look on Phil's face. He seemed so relaxed and his face was filled with affection towards Dan and God, Dan really wanted to kiss him. Instead, Dan just rolled his eyes at Phil's comment but couldn't help but to snicker as Phil winked at laughed at his own joke. He was seriously an angel sent from above. "Alright, judgement time," Dan said, growing serious. He tried to make his face as serious as possible but it was hard when Phil was a giggling mess beside him. He ended up smiling anyways as he scooped up a cookie and handed it to Phil, moving on to grab one for himself. "Three, two, one, EAT!" Dan shrieked. They took a bite at the same time, gauging the other's reaction as they did so. It was amazing. Dan didn’t think he’d ever eaten something so delicious before. Perfectly gooey because it was still warm, the chocolate chips melted in his mouth. Dan could swear his eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Oh my god," Dan moaned through his mouthful. "I think I've died and gone to fucking heaven."

The second Phil bit into the cookie, Dan was moaning from his own bite, and Phil was left to recover from the sound of that by trying far too hard to concentrate on the taste of his own cookie. His ears rang with the noise Dan made, though, and he bit down hard on his cookie, shoving the whole thing in his mouth as he shifted casually away from a Dan who was still enjoying his own cookie far too much. It really wasn't fair that Phil had such visceral reactions to Dan making moaning noises, but his mind was constantly plagued with the wonder of how Dan would sound when Phil was the one causing him that pleasure. He swallowed his cookie in an almost too big chunk before he finally reacted to Dan, cheeks flushed a little red. "You need to stop doing that," he whimpered as quietly as he could manage, clearing his throat as Dan's face brightened and he glanced down. Phil knew what he was looking for, and prided himself on the fact that Dan would find nothing. "Stop it," he repeated, and snatched another cookie, shoving it at Dan's face. "Try another one. I promised you they'd be good. Do you trust me now?" he continued far louder than before.

Dan straightened up a bit at Phil's words and could feel a flush go through him. Was he turning Phil on again? A glance down told him that Phil didn't have a boner, which was slightly disappointing, but he obviously had some effect on him if Phil was telling him to stop. Dan smirked at his boyfriend as he shoved another cookie in his face. "What, you don't like when I'm vocal?" Dan teased lowly. He didn't say much more though and instead took a bite of the other cookie. Phil was completely red in the face and Dan prided himself on that, but he stopped making moaning noises because he didn't want to make Phil uncomfortable. He saw Mariah pouting at them from across the room with burnt cookies and chuckled. "Looks like we have the best cookies in the room," Dan said proudly. He'd never baked something this good in his entire life and he was surprised and triumphant about it. Apparently, all he needed was Phil.

Dan was very obviously enjoying Phil's discomfort, teasing him as he took a bite from the cookie Phil was offering him, his cheeks red and his voice low. All Phil could really reply with was, "I'd prefer it if you were loud because of me," and then shoved the rest of the cookie the two were now sharing into his mouth. He turned his attention back to their station in the hopes that he could pretend that nothing odd had happened at all, wanting to get the sounds Dan had made off of his mind, and couldn't help smirking as Dan declared that they had baked the best cookies. "I told you I was a good cook," he said, gloating a little. "Guess you won't go hungry with me around anymore, huh? And it's all thanks to my mum's personal inability to cook," Phil teased, turning to grin at Dan and finding the boy had gotten far closer in the past few moments then Phil had expected. His eyes flickered to Dan's lips, and then back to his eyes, and he licked his own lips slowly. "H-hey," he managed to stutter out. "We should - we should start cleaning up. We have another batch to get in the oven and - and I think these ones are cool enough by now."

Dan choked as Phil admitted he would rather Dan be loud because of him. Just the thought of Phil doing things to him to get him to be loud... that thought was too good, and Dan needed to get it out of his mind immediately. He couldn't help but wonder if Phil would be able to make those noises rip from Dan's throat, and he barely registered the next words out of Phil's mouth. He was too focused on what that mouth could do and how it would make him feel. Would Phil be vocal as well? He had heard him moaning when he'd walked in on him masturbating. Or would Phil be the domineering type, the kind that would just make small grunts as Dan pleasured him? Dan needed to stop thinking about it right then. He had moved a bit closer to Phil during his thoughts, irises blown wide. He blinked when Phil began to speak once more, trying to knock himself out of his daydream. He took a deep breath. "You're right. We should, should probably get everything cleaned up," Dan repeated, sounding stupidly out of breath. Damn teenage boy hormones. He turned his attention to the last batch of cookies and put them into the oven to get his mind off of what Phil would sound like during sex.

Dan sounded as flustered as Phil felt, and it gave him a bit of peace of mind to know that he was having a similar effect on his boyfriend as his boyfriend was having on him. Realizing that Dan hadn't even seemed to notice how close he'd gotten to Phil cheered him up immensely as well, as it told him just how much he was getting under his boyfriend's skin. Smiling smugly, Phil watched as Dan started putting the second batch of cookies in, and then reached down lightly to place his hand at the small of Dan's back, reaching for a cookie with his other hand, and laughing as Dan came back up very quickly with a startled little whining noise. "Here," Phil stated conversationally, rubbing at Dan through his t-shirt lightly, and dropping his arm the second that it seemed someone was about to look over. "Good, right?" he murmured, and he wasn't talking about the stupid cookies anymore.

Dan swallowed and nodded frantically. "Good," he murmured. Phil's touch made Dan's entire body light up in a fiery touch. He wanted Phil to run those hands everywhere. The thought never left his mind even after they finished cleaning up and their second batch of cookies were finished. The second batch turned out as good as the first one, much to Dan's delight, and the camp counselor allowed them to take the rest of the cookies with them in a plastic baggie for later. Dan was in heaven. Even so, he couldn't wait for that night to come, to finally get Phil as close to him as humanly possible. He wanted to press their lips together, to explore what it was like to freely kiss Phil without a care in the world, to run his hands through his boyfriend's hair. His body was thrumming with the need. Who knew he would be such a needy boyfriend? He just couldn't help it when Phil was so intoxicating that Dan could hardly breathe around him.

Phil could see the wild desire in Dan's eyes as he pulled away, and it delighted him, gave him a sense of revenge from Dan making such erotic noises at him earlier, and he moved to clean up quickly after that, wanting to give Dan a taste of his own medicine when neither boy was able to act on the desires that came with all of the teasing they'd been doing that afternoon. As soon as they were finished and heading off for lunch with a baggie of cookies each in their hands - more for Dan, because Phil was a good boyfriend like that - their friends joined up with them, begging for well-baked cookies rather than the hard-nearly-burnt one's they'd produced. Caleb caught up with them as well, and Phil ended up giving away the majority of his leftovers while Dan hoarded his own, acting like Kreacher from Lord of the Rings as the others begged him. Phil merely laughed it off, wishing he could lean in and kiss Dan, or playfully steal the treats back, but he couldn't, and they'd have plenty of time for that later.

Come bed time, Phil was shoving his glasses and a jacket on before escaping quietly through the cabin's front door in order to head for the kissing tree, an excited grin stretching across his face. This was what he'd been looking forward to all day, and when he arrived, he was slightly disappointed to find that he was the first there again. It was cold, though, just as Phil had thought it would be, and he crossed his arms over his chest with his fingers hiding inside of his jacket sleeves, and waited by leaning against the kissing tree for Dan to arrive again.

When Dan headed back to the cabin for the night, he stripped into his pyjamas quickly, lying down in bed waiting for the rest of his roommates to fall asleep. He ended up taking a nap and woke up with a start, cursing under his breath when he realized it was late. He was supposed to meet up with Phil thirty minutes ago and he was the worst boyfriend. Phil deserved better than him. Basically running to the tree, Dan found Phil still leaning against it, looking absolutely freezing. "Fuck, fuck, Phil, I'm so sorry!" Dan apologized, flinging himself at his boyfriend. Phil was freezing cold and he ran his hands over his boyfriend's arms to warm him up a bit. "I ended up falling asleep by accident while I was waiting and I am the worst." Dan pulled away for a moment to look into Phil's face, relieved that he didn't look mad in the slightest. Just cold as fuck. "I give you full permission to punch me in the face."

Phil didn't have a watch, or his phone, or any technological way to check the time, but he did know that it was getting late and that he'd been waiting outside for quite some time now. It didn't help that he was pretty tired after yesterday, though the excitement of seeing Dan had been keeping him awake so far. He was a little miffed that Dan was taking so long, but he couldn't seem to bring himself to really, truly believe the possibility that Dan had stood him up. His waiting paid off in the end when Phil suddenly heard the loud sounds of someone's feet stomping on the ground as they made their way towards the tree, and then there was Dan stood right in front of him, reaching out to grip Phil's arms with a look of pure horror on his face. He sounded devastated that he'd left Phil waiting for so long, and all Phil could do was feel grateful he'd grabbed his jacket. Dan's hands ran over his arms anyway, though, like he was trying to warm Phil up, and Phil accepted it was a soft smile. "It's okay. At least you didn't stand me up," he teased, reaching up to flick Dan on the nose lightly. His heart was racing now that Dan was here. Slowly, he let his fingers move around Dan's cheekbone until they were gripping tightly to his chin. "Do I get an apology kiss, boyfriend?" he asked, voice husky and quiet.

"God yes," Dan breathed and he didn't wait for Phil to say another word before he was surging forward. Their lips pressed together and Dan was desperate. He'd been waiting all day for this moment and doing this was all that Dan could have asked for. His fingers trailed over Phil's cheekbone before he was pressing himself closer, moving his lips against Phil's and letting out a contented sigh. He could feel every breath that Phil was taking and it was electrifying. Dan was fuckimg addicted. When he pulled away, he was breathing hard, and Phil had a faraway look in his eyes as if he was under the same spell as Dan was. "We should go to the lake," Dan mumbled. They were still so close that he could feel Phil's lips brushing against his own. "Get away from any wandering eyes. 'M gonna cuddle the living fuck out of you and warm you right up."

Kissing Dan was just as amazing as Phil remembered it being, and the best part was just how passionate Dan was. Phil had hardly asked him for a kiss before Dan was practically throwing himself at Phil, pressing their bodies together rather tightly as his lips molded to Phil's. Phil let out a soft groan at the immediate contact, reaching out to brace himself on Dan's hips, fingers curling there while Dan's fingers played with and trailed along Phil's cheekbones. His lips felt amazing against Phil's, just as chapped as yesterday and yet still managing to be perfection. Phil's fingers tightened on Dan's hips as he inhaled sharply against Dan, never once wanting to pull away, but disappointed when he was forced to by Dan. Their breath mingled together, puffing against each other's lips, as Dan spoke. "Warm me up, hmm?" Phil hummed, arousal surging through him. "Planning on being a tease, Dan?" he asked, lowering his eyes and looking up at Dan coyly. "I think you liked getting me worked up."

As soon as Phil was speaking, voice low and husky, Dan knew he was lost to that sound. He could tell that his irises were blown and he licked his lips, letting out a whimper. He bit his tongue to keep from letting out a crude statement and instead swallowed his words. He just wanted to surge back in and snog Phil until his lips were red and swollen, but he refrained. They needed to get out of sight. "Maybe I do," Dan purred. He liked the teasing aura around them, how they were completely comfortable with each other. He trailed a teasing finger down Phil's chest, then turned and started walking through the woods. His hips swung teasingly and he smirked, hearing Phil begin to trail after him. "Guess you'll just have to punish me for being late and a tease, huh?" He looked over his shoulder and winked at Phil. He was glad they both had an understanding that they could tease each other but they wouldn't continue without each other's consent. Dan was so god damned lucky.

Fuck. Dan was Phil's most hated person in existence. He couldn't just touch Phil's chest like that and then walk away, swinging his hips. That was hardly fair. Phil was a little mesmerized by Dan's bum as he moved to start following after him, and only looked up at his face when Dan decided to push things that little bit further, encouraging Phil to punish him for everything he'd done tonight. The reality of it was, Phil would punish him, he just knew it wouldn't be as sexual as Dan made it out to be. Snorting to hide how turned on the thought of actually punishing Dan would be, Phil jogged to catch up with him, and didn't even blink when he reached out and groped Dan's bum lightly, pulling away with a quiet "Was that okay?" for good measure, though he had a feeling Dan wouldn't mind when he'd just been showing it off to him.

Letting out a surprised squeak as Phil literally groped his ass, Dan turned to stare at Phil with wide eyes. It wasn't a bad thing by any means, he just hadn't expected it. He also hadn't expected himself to like it that much, although he really shouldn't have been so surprised considering Dan liked everything he did with Phil. Hell, he even liked everything in his inappropriate dreams. Dan nodded, his curly fringe flopping into his face with the force. "Slap my ass anytime," he murmured quietly. He could get used to Phil touching his butt, especially with those firm hands that made Dan want Phil to touch him everywhere. Did that make him strange? As they walked, Dan put his arms around Phil's shoulder, trying to keep him warm. He'd offered Phil his jacket earlier before realizing that Phil was already wearing his own, but the boy was still shaking, seemingly freezing cold forever. Dan felt beyond guilty for leaving him in the cold earlier and couldn't help but feel as if this was all his fault for being so late. Finally away from the rest of the cabins, Dan was free to do as he pleased with Phil. As soon as the lake was in sight, Dan stopped Phil in his tracks and crowded into him, wrapping him up in his arms. Phil's lips were cold and Dan focused on warming them up, sucking on his bottom lip slightly before giving the same treatment to the top lip. He could only hope that he made Phil feel as warm as he made Dan feel.

Phil couldn't help laughing at the way Dan said it, giving Phil permission to touch him like that anytime he wanted. He turned to give Dan a wide smile, and wrapped his arm around his waist instead, drawing them tight together until Dan's arm was winding around Phil's shoulder, and their hips were bumping together with every step. It was nice, and though Phil was still freezing from being out in the night air alone for so long already, he was beginning to warm up merely from Dan's presence so close to him. As soon as the lake came into sight, Phil had fully intended to drag Dan off to the pier where they could hang their feet over the edge and lay back to watch the stars some more, something Phil truly did enjoy doing, only then Dan was stopping him, turning him, and dragging him close until they were kissing again - not that Phil was complaining. Quite the opposite, in fact. The second their lips were pressed together, Phil was sighing out a soft breath of air, and sinking into Dan, his hands coming to rest on Dan's side and haul him in closer. Dan was really good at this whole kissing thing, to the point where Phil felt like he was hardly keeping up, sighing out against Dan's lips as he sucked at each of Phil's own. Suddenly, the light feeling of Dan's tongue swiping over his mouth appeared, and Phil couldn't help the full body shudder at the wonderful feeling of that. The last time someone had done something like that, Phil had been repulsed, but when Dan did it, not asking for more but merely trying to taste Phil, it was the most amazing sensation in the world. Gasping, Phil jolted back, staring at Dan with wide eyes, and then whispered "Do that again," into the space between them.

At first, Dan thought he'd done something wrong. One moment, he was kissing Phil and, like his body had a mind of it's own, his tongue flicked out to lightly taste Phil. He learnt that Phil tasted of campfires and s'mores and Dan immediately wanted more. He stopped himself before he could shove his tongue down Phil's throat, reminding himself that Phil had hated that when his first kiss had done that to him. And then Phil was yanking away from him, staring with wide eyes, and an apology was on the tip of Dan's tongue. Before he could get it out, Phil was speaking, telling him to do the tongue thing again, and Dan blinked in surprise. "You sure?" he breathed. He felt faint. Would he finally be able to taste Phil as much as he wanted to? At Phil's nod, he nudged their noses together and surged back in. He moved their mouths together to initiate the kiss, enjoying how Phil was so reciprocating, so passionate in the way he kissed. Then Dan opened his mouth a bit, swiping his tongue over Phil's bottom lip, and was surprised when Phil made an appreciative noise, gripping hard at Dan's hips. Did this mean he liked when Dan did it? To make sure, Dan did it again, and wasn't disappointed when it elicited the same response.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, Phil thought he was going to faint. Dan hadn't wasted a second in surging back in and kissing Phil, tilting his head so their lips did that thing where they pressed in-between each other's, mouth's nudging against each other roughly until Dan was licking along Phil's lip all over again, and again, and again. Each time he did it, Phil let out a soft sound of pleasure and enjoyment, unable to contain himself as his fingers moved back to Dan's hips and dug in harshly, drawing their bodies together until they were pressed chest to chest and Phil could feel Dan's heart beating against his. Unsure how to do the same, and terrified to fuck it up, Phil let his lips part and swiped his own tongue alongside Dan's lip, immediately stumbling backwards as the motion caused Dan to surge forward. Before he knew what was happening, he was careening backwards with the taste of Dan's lips on his tongue, pulling their mouths apart merely to stare backwards and flail his arms in order to catch himself before he hit the ground. His back hit first, with his palms preventing him from bashing his head as he caught himself, Dan following him immediately and ending up crashing into Phil's chest, straddling him with his palms just under Phil's collarbones. Chest heaving, eyes wide, and pupil's dilated with want, Phil reached up and gripped Dan's t-shirt in his hands before dragging their mouths back together all over again. He couldn't help it when he let out a breathless sounding moan, and collapsed backwards until he was proper laying down with Dan hovering over top of him, their fingers curled into each other's shirts.

To say Dan was surprised when Phil had swiped his tongue over his lip was an understatement. The sensation made Dan's entire body go hot, his skin tingling where Phil's fingers were digging into his hips, and he couldn't stop himself. He pressed Phil forward roughly, trying to get closer, but only succeeded in both of them falling to the ground. It seemed alright though because Dan had landed on top of Phil, basically straddling him. He opened his mouth to ask Phil if he was alright, but before he could, Phil was tugging him down and pressing him back into a heated kiss, letting out the most delectable noise. The sound went straight to Dan's dick and he whimpered, reaching up and tangling his fingers with Phil's, basically trapping him to the ground. Phil looked so good like this. His black hair was mussed and splayed on the ground, wrists pinned, chest heaving. His lips were swollen and pretty pink, pupils blown wide. Dan hesitated before he decided to deepen the kiss. Phil had seemed to like when Dan used a tiny bit of tongue so maybe he would like it if Dan used that little bit more? If he showed any sign of being uncomfortable, then Dan would pull away, but he wanted to try. He knew not to shove his tongue down Phil's throat at least. Dan took one hand out of Phil's grip and moved it to Phil's jaw, trailing it over his cheekbone and then tangling his fingers into Phil's hair. He tilted his head a bit and opened his mouth slightly, pleased when Phil mimicked his movement. So slowly, that Phil could pull away if he wanted, Dan slipped a little bit of tongue into the kiss.

Dan was on top of him. Dan was on top of him, and he had Phil's wrist pinned beneath his own, his fingers laced through Phil's as he held himself up and kissed the living daylights out of Phil. Any semblance of control that Phil thought he'd had was gone in an instant, and he couldn't help going limp under Dan, lax and accepting of every single movement against his body. His lips were on fire, his breathing uneven and erratic, and his dick growing harder and harder in his pants as the seconds ticked by until Phil was working to hold his hips back from bucking up into the intensely warm body on top of his. Things had already seemed perfect, and then Dan was letting go of one of Phil's wrists only to cup his cheek gently. Dan was definitely warming Phil up now - his cheeks were beyond flushed, and his entire body was on fire when Dan's fingers moved back and threaded through his hair, tilting his head and deepening kiss all at the same time. Phil hadn't known how instinctual these kinds of things could be, but when Dan's lips parted over Phil's, Phil mimicked him without thought, moaning out when Dan's tongue brushed against the inside of his mouth, just teasing along the seam of his lip, but definitely playing along the soft wet bits of his mouth. He couldn't believe that that felt like that, couldn't believe he'd wasted so much time kissing Dan chastely when things could be like this. Over enthused by the sensation, Phil thrust his tongue forward against Dan's, and immediately sputtered, caught off guard by how strange that had felt. That had been a little weird, and most certainly bordering on the weird way the last person had tried to shove their tongue down Phil's throat. His breathing was beyond heavy as he stared up at Dan with wide eyes, a little freaked out but also massively turned on.

Dan giggled a bit as Phil pulled away to stare at him. Kissing Phil like that had definitely made Dan have a problem in his pants but it wasn't as if he was the only one. He tried to keep their lower bodies separated though, no matter how much he wanted to just let himself go. Who knew that kissing would make Dan a downright mess? He'd never gotten like this for kissing before, but Phil seemed to just have magical lips or something. Phil had seemed so excited by the use of Dan's tongue that he'd basically shoved his own tongue in Dan's mouth, which was a bit strange but Dan didn't mind. He knew that Phil didn't have any previous experience with kissing so it was expected, and he just thought it was endearing. "Let me teach you," Dan purred, pressing a kiss to Phil's jawline. Phil was so pliant under him, rendered speechless and limp, and Dan was loving it. He trailed his lips back to cover Phil's and repeated his actions from earlier. This time, Dan bit down on Phil's bottom lip and pulled, letting it ping back into place. He soothed the wound with his tongue and let it slip between Phil's lips when Phil had seemed to welcome it, opening his mouth a bit further. Their tongues brushed very lightly this time and Dan moaned at the feeling, at the taste of Phil on his lips. He didn't want to make Phil uncomfortable by doing it again and instead pulled away, breathing heavily. "Was that okay?" He asked, voice completely wrecked. Kissing Phil was making Dan's body react in a way that made him want to ravish Phil, but he ignored the hardness in his pants and instead tried to focus on whether Phil was alright or not.

Phil was wearing his glasses, right? He felt so dizzy staring up at Dan, so breathless and mindless, that he could hardly focus on his face. All he seemed able to pay attention to were Dan's lips, and he was so focused on them that his eyes closed as Dan leaned in and pressed them to his jawline, trailing upwards and purring how he was going to teach Phil how to kiss him like that. Their lips pressed together again, with Phil shivering as Dan took control, just letting himself be touched and manipulated all over again - Dan's teeth were nibbling at his lip, pulling it out and letting it ping back before he was surging back in to kiss Phil again, sucking at the stinging spot in apology before he was finally pressing in for more. One of Phil's wrists was still trapped, but he reached up with the other one to thread his fingers through Dan's hair as they tilted their heads and Dan's tongue brushed up against his own. Phil's hips stuttered, an embarrassing reaction as his entire body flared hot, but he could hardly be blamed when Dan was moaning into his mouth for the first time ever. The feeling of that was so intoxicating that Phil's head was still spinning when Dan pulled back again. All he could taste was Dan, all he could feel was Dan, all he could think was Dan. It was so bad, he almost didn't register what Dan had said at all. "Amazing," he breathed out, and tried to tug Dan down for more. The other boy held strong, though, and in fact let Phil go entirely in order to climb off of him. The change in position confused Phil, who sat up and pouted at Dan. "Sorry," Dan said, licking his lips. "I just need a minute." It was then that Phil realized just how aroused they both were, and for all his cocky talk and the strange desire he wanted to do more with Dan right this second, Phil was shocked back to himself by the realization that this was moving really fast. For as much as Phil wanted to touch all of Dan and pleasure him, he was just as intimidated by doing much more as Dan had been by the thought of kissing Phil. He bit his lips, and reached up to fix his hair awkwardly as a distraction. "Right," he agreed, voice hoarse. "Uhm. Sorry."

Dan felt as if he was going to explode. He was a shaking and panting mess, his cock was pressing against his jeans, and Dan needed to stop immediately. He pulled away from Phil, quivering at the loss of touch. Why were they such teenage boys? Who the fuck got this aroused by kissing? "Don't be sorry," Dan breathed, taking a few gulping breaths to calm down. He could still feel the ghost of Phil's lips against his, could still taste him on his tongue. Dan would snog Phil all day if he could. If only he didn't get so fucking horny all the time. "I was the one who initiated the kiss so I should be the sorry one." Dan grinned at Phil and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, entwining their fingers together. He started to pull them up and towards the lake. The water was smooth, not a ripple in sight, and the moon cast brilliant silver rays onto the water like a mirror. Camp was the one place Dan loved to go to solely for the view of the moon and stars. They were so beautiful, and Dan was always in awe. He brought Phil over to the little dock that brought them out a bit away from shore. He always liked to come out there before he'd met Phil to see the night sky and he assumed Phil would love it as well. "If you look at the sky here, you can sometimes see a shooting star," Dan murmured, sitting Phil down on the dock. Dan took his shoes off and dangled his feet into the water, sighing at the coolness lapping at his skin. It allowed for him to cool off, growing more level-headed rather than loopy with lust. He leaned into Phil and took his hand, leaning back to stare at the expanse of stars above.

As Dan led them over to the dock where Phil had wanted to go earlier, Phil tightened his fingers around Dan's hand in his, enjoying the warm reminder that Dan was his, and that Dan was here. The fact that they were both awkwardly aroused in their trousers didn't seem to bother either one of them as much as it maybe should have, but it made Phil proud to know that he could be so comfortable around someone. It was relaxing as they sat down so close their legs were touching, and they both took their shoes off before dangling their feet in the water. Phil was the first to lay back, with Dan leaning into him and following him as their fingers twined back together again. "I love shooting stars," Phil murmured in response, grinning the second he was staring at the perfect bright sky above them. Nothing was better than seeing the sky lit up like this, without the interruption of unnatural light in the city. He squeezed his fingers around Dan's, finally beginning to feel a little more relaxed, and turned to him. "You know," he said, "You're quite the kisser."

Snickering, Dan turned to smirk at Phil, a teasing glint to his eyes. "You're not so bad yourself," Dan told him. He then grew a bit more serious, smirk growing into a soft smile. "Your kisses make me feel alive. Like I want to dance and sing and actually do sports for once. It's refreshing." God, Dan was so utterly cheesy, but he couldn't be bothered to care. Judging by Phil's expression, he definitely liked when Dan was saying that sort of thing. Dan giggled and leaned to peck Phil's lips again, backing away before they could get too into it again. Now that his arousal was wearing off, he felt high on happiness with a little bit of tiredness mixed in there. He relaxed into the wooden boards of the deck, staring at the moon. She was absolutely breathtaking tonight, big and full and shining so brightly that Dan could see some craters even from here. Space was amazing and reminded him of Phil. He wanted to paint it, to capture everything that reminded him of Phil to keep forever in physical form. "I want to paint you sometime," Dan told him. "Maybe paint you with the night sky or something. The stars remind me of you."

Phil's cheeks were red for an entirely different reason now than the sheer arousal he'd felt at kissing Dan. Instead, he was blushing because Dan always knew what to say to him in order to make him feel... well, adored. He'd never really expected to be good at kissing, especially not so early on, and had tended to be weird for so much of his life that he'd always thought this his relationships would be awkward at best when it came to the early days. But with Dan, everything felt perfect and natural and normal. Like Dan was the exact opposite of him and the exact same, meshing them together as the perfect of partners. He giggled a bit when Dan met him halfway for a quick peck before pulling back and looking at the stars. "If you painted me in the stars, I'd love you forever," Phil admitted immediately, laughing at how ridiculous a statement that had been.

Dan chuckled, his grip on Phil tightening a bit. Since he wasn't so aroused anymore, he was no longer afraid to touch Phil, so he flopped his head over to rest on Phil's shoulder. He liked touching Phil like this more than anything. "You'll love me forever, huh?" Dan mused. There was a slight smile on his lips that refused to leave because Phil just made him so stupidly happy. "Well I suppose I'll have to paint you, yeah? So you’ll love me forever?" Dan giggled a bit and kissed Phil's collarbone since it was the nearest area of Phil that he could reach.

Until Dan was parroting it back at him, Phil hadn't realized just how those words would make his heart lurch. They weren't there yet, no, and it was easy for Phil to joke about things like that, but... but he kind of wanted to be there. He kind of wanted that to be a thing. He kind of wanted to have Dan in his life forever, someone special, and a permanent partner by his side. So when Dan rolled and leaned into his touch, pressing a kiss to Phil's collarbones, he couldn't do anything else but say, "Yeah. I think you do," with the softest tone of voice he'd ever managed in his entire life, staring down at Dan with soft eyes. Dan really did feel a bit like his world, and he never wanted to let him go, now.

In that moment, Dan decided that he just had to paint Phil now. He could picture it as they both laid looking at the stars, listening to each other's breathing and the way their hearts were pounding in their chests. Phil really did remind him of the night sky now. He had stars in his eyes and moon pale skin, hair blacker than the dark. Dan thought he was absolutely perfect. Eventually, Dan sighed and started to get up. His eyes were drooping from the urge to sleep and if he'd stayed there for a second longer, he would have most likely fallen asleep. "I think it's time for us to sleep," Dan murmured, pouting in the dark. He really just wanted to pull Phil to his cabin and snuggle with them until they both fell asleep, but he knew that wasn't possible. So instead, he just pulled Phil into a tight embrace, kissing him lightly. "See you tomorrow?" he murmured against Phil's lips, dizzy from the feeling.

Phil was truly never going to get tired of the way it felt to have Dan's lips against his. It was wonderful, even now when they were just lightly pressed together. Dan spoke against them as well, which was electrifying and perfect. Phil even forgot to be upset that they were going to have to part now, but he was tired, and he did know the day was going to be a rough one if he didn't sleep soon. He couldn't stay out late every night. Sighing sadly, Phil eventually nodded his agreement. "Tomorrow," he agreed, standing. "But let me walk you back first.” He offered Dan his hand, and grinned when he took it immediately before hauling the other boy to his feet. He linked their fingers, then, and they began walking. "Feels like I'm walking you to the door," Phil teased.

Dan giggled a bit and squeezed Phil's fingers, enjoying the strong grip he had on his hand. "I'm the luckiest lady in the world to have such a good looking boy walk her to the door," Dan teased, bumping Phil's shoulder with his own. Phil's answering chuckle was music to his ears. The walk back to the cabins was too short for Dan's liking, even as he stalled a bit by purposefully tripping on the trail as they ventured down the wood path. Soon, the cabins were in sight, and Dan sighed unhappily. He would love it more than anything if he could invite Phil into his house to have a proper cuddle involving his bed, but this would have to do for now. Maybe, once camp was over, he would have that opportunity. He stopped Phil from walking and turned to face him, grinning brightly. Raising his hand, he brushed Phil's fringe away from his forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow," Dan said softly. He leaned forward and captured Phil's lips with his own. "Sweet dreams."

Phil chuckled at Dan's cute remark, squeezing his fingers around Dan's in return to the other boy's squeeze and murmuring "I feel like the luckiest boy in the world," quietly and sincerely, happy to have this. He'd never thought much of the stupidly romantic things that often happened in movies, but now that it was happening to him, he felt like he was on top of the world. Therefore, by the time they had arrived at Dan's cabin, he felt pretty put out, and only relaxed when Dan turned to kiss him one last time. He loved that boy's mouth, but didn't fight it when he pulled away. "Tomorrow," Phil agreed. "Night, Dan."

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