#erm butt. anyways :p

[faineant-girl]

feeling really in my own head and Bad today but on a light note i got some cute compliments yesterday at the renfest so thats pretty cool

[calypsoff]

Ninety Five. Part 2

Chris is just sat on the bed watching me get ready, I can’t believe Clinton wants me to take him around Barbados, I find it odd that he hasn’t asked his son but then again who would trust Chris, he would get them lost but I am super excited to take my father in law out “you know I like it when you got your toes painted white” looking down at my feet and laughed, he’s such a feign “please stop” I giggled “I’m just saying so you wearing a body chain? For what? You’re going to impress my dad that much?” This is what I mean, he has been watching me get changed for what reason “trying to make you my step son” I pointed as I walked by him, he launched himself towards me and held me close “Chris!” I spat, his tight grip around me, he isn’t going to let me go clearly “take it back” he’s so annoying “what if I don’t? What if I mean it” let me stop fighting him, wrapping my arms around his neck and then sat on his lap facing him “you got panties on?” He is checking everything “a thong, how you miss that?” I questioned; Chris lowered his head trying to look between my legs “don’t be so rude!” I spat, he is annoying “I like this though, body chain on means sex right?” I shrugged smirking “could mean anything really” I am not giving in “but it does though!?” He spat “mhmmm I want you to do something cute for me while we are here, maybe a nice little time away? Then we can think of sex, yeah?” Chris rolled his eyes, as he does “fine” Chris bought his head closer to my chest and started pressing kisses to it “I love you” I mumbled “you think I look cute then, I thought I would wear this dress, I was going to go bikini but it’s the father in law” Chris lifted his head up “I don’t trust you now that you said you would make me your step son” I snorted laughing “boy please, don’t be dumb. I am excited to take your dad out, I’m thinking on what to do though” I was going to get off Chris’ lap but the grip he has on me, he doesn’t want me to move “anyways Robyn, wherever your heart desires” Chris got up from the bed and swung mr around, throwing me atop of the bed, I yelled out “Chris!” He is not shit at all; he isn’t going to let me go.

Swatting his hand away as he pinched my butt, he already got me feeling weird, him and his quick sex bullshit “I am so sorry” I apologised to Clinton, it’s his son. Such an ass, I got all dressed nicely too but I had to rush to get ready “it’s ok, I will be back. Robyn is showing me Barbados” he explained to Joyce as he got up from the couch “oh that is nice of her, well you both have a nice time together now” shrugging Chris off of me, he is here all on me. Looking behind me glaring at him “stop” I said, I am trying to be strict on him, but I want to laugh also “go there now” I pointed at the couch “go and take care of Rylee now, I am over you. Erm yeah we will be back soon, I will be around if you need me” Joyce winked at me all excited, I laughed “don’t go too far now” my mother is forever worrying “I won’t, actually. Chris, you didn’t give me a kiss bye?” Chris’ mouth fell open in shock “you literally told me to go and sit” he groaned out getting up “she got him by the balls” Mel said watching us both “always, he knows that” Chris wrapped his arms around “I want that time away with you, it better be cute too” I said in his ear “no need too now, I’ve had the P, sucked the nipples I’m good now” he said in my ear “I swear to god” moving back from him to look at his face, he thinks he’s being clever “I swear” placing my hands on his chest “you swear what?” We both laughed “don’t play me like that” I shrieked out as Chris nuzzled my neck “get a room, boo!!” Mel spat “stop it now, let her go” Joyce said, he’s cute. I will give him that, side eyeing him as I walked off.

I wasn’t expecting this, I wasn’t expecting to be showing Clinton around, so I was a little shocked that I am, so I had to think on the spot and what better then to take him to my home, he’s like a father to me so of course I want to show him where I was being bought up and how I lived, just like I did with Chris. It’s weird because I feel more nervous bringing my father in law here then I did with Chris, it’s weird to feel like this “just here” I pointed seeing my home, I always get so excited to be here. This is my home, Westbury new road smiling to myself feeling so giddy “very small” Clinton said “I mean the street it’s just a small road with homes” nodding my head still looking out of the window has the car slowed down “thank you” I said jumping out of the car. I hope Clinton likes it where I am taking him “watch out” turning to him as he came out of the car on my side “it’s ok” holding the car door open, I can’t stop smiling “thank you sir” he said to the driver “he will be waiting with us” closing the door, smiling at the kids playing. My heart just being here, this is me. This was me just playing around “so here we are” my hands behind my back with the biggest smile on my face “it’s nice, it’s very loving. You can see the love, all of the smiled around. The people are lovely” nodding my head agreeing “it is, I would be running up and down this street barefoot. A little girl with big dreams, I wanted more for myself and for my family. So when I put myself forward for the exchange, mom wasn’t happy” shaking my head “I can imagine, your mom is loving and very strict. She doesn’t play around so I am shocked she let you go” looking up at Clinton “I begged a lot, I remember that night I told her it was a straight no” I chuckled “I remember your little face coming to the home the first time, Chris mentioned he had a friend. Robyn, can she come over. I teased him now, I said is that your girlfriend and I pointed at him, very stern because my son plays around and that day he came home, and I got a phone call too, so I was angry at him. He said straight no, that is not my girlfriend, but she is nice, and I think she needs a nice family to know, a black one. You were with a white family so yeah, I met you and I thought awwww bless her” I giggled “I was scared of you, sorry” that is not a lie “until I realised you was a funny guy, very caring but this is my childhood home, my whole heart” we stopped outside the home.

I am just realising that this place is not being lived in, I can tell. I frowned and then seeing this man come out with a paintbrush in hand “oh wow” he said in shock “what is happening here?” I asked, where is that family gone “I am painting” he said shocked, like he doesn’t know what to say “I can see but why? Nobody live here?” I asked “they moved; the government moved them. They live close by; I have to do this” I don’t get why “this is going to be Rihanna Drive” letting out an oh, that is right “they are honouring me, sorry” I apologised, turning to Clinton “they are honouring me here” I forgot “that is amazing Robyn, you have really done so much for your home country. You have put Barbados on the map, when I think of Barbados I think of Rihanna, that is how big you are and you are with my stupid son but that is amazing, what an achievement. I am so proud of you, I have been proud of you since I saw you on the TV, I am very happy for you” he placed his arm around me “thank you so much” he going to get me emotional now “I hope that boy treating you good” turning around, oh my neighbours are all coming out “he is, this is his dad” making my way over, she remembers Chris of course.

I was of course going to bring him William’s bar “no” Clinton said sternly “I will pay, I got this” my smile grew “thank you” I breathed out smiling “I will wait outside then” that is so sweet of him to buy me a drink, he didn’t need too. Making my way outside “Rihanna, can we have a picture” I knew those kids were following me, stepping outside smiling “mhmm I am not sure” sitting down on the step “oh please” they are so adorable “come here, as long as you all give me a kiss on the cheek” all three of them got off their bikes and attacked me “hey” I laughed nearly falling back, I giggled as they battled to kiss my cheek “ok ok, ok. Stop, now who got their phone” Clinton came out seeing these kids “me! I got it from my mom” he held the phone up “your mom about to beat your ass, can you take the picture for us” I asked Clinton “of course” the kids looked at me “who that man? I thought your husband white?” I snorted laughing “that is my father in law, and my husband not white. Cheeky” pinching her cheeks, Clinton took the phone from him “ok smile at the camera now, and then you go home and give the phone back” wrapping my arms around them “ok smile now kids” I smiled wide as Clinton took the picture “awww what a cute picture now, I love it. Here you go Young man” he passed the phone back to him.

Sitting outside with Clinton as we drank the drinks we bought from William’s “I want to retire to Barbados; you think Chris will do that? I am mean not yet, of course not as of yet but in the future. You think he would do that for me?” Placing my drink at the side of me, looking over at Clinton. I turned a little so I can see his face “my son will do anything for you” he smiled, he said it with such confidence too “you think?” I said confused “my son is a pain, I know he is, and I can openly say that he is a pain, he is what he is. But you have always been the love of his life, he loves you so much and he would move here for you” that is nice to hear “Chris loves you so much, I promise you now he worries about you. Don’t ever let the things that have happened cloud that judgement because he worries about you, he is hurting for you about your dad. Chris will move here for you” placing my head down smiling a little “I do love him too” which I do a lot “but tell me about you, what is next for you? I want to know about you, forget my son” I chuckled looking up at him “next for me is my album, the whole fall out with Chris inspired me” I laughed “it drained me but inspired my music so much, and it makes me laugh to think back to it but everything about what happened to us you can hear it in the music but it’s my album, tour and then while I am doing that I am working on Fenty Corp and that is going to help run my clothing line, beauty, lingerie. Whatever I can get my hands on, I will be dipping into it. I will build Fenty from ground up and everyone will be eating, and my kids, kids, kids will forever be good in life. But that is my outlook” I smiled “big dream, and I couldn’t be happier, for me now. It’s continue my part time work and retire in VA” he is such a calm man “you ever thought of moving out of VA?” he shook his head “but then I see this beautiful place, and I can see myself being here, but I have my daughter and grandson at home. I want to just grow old and be here for my grandchildren, I just want to watch them grow up but like I said to Joyce, I feel we are far from them, but we have Tootie at home, so it’s hard. But yeah, just be an old man now” he laughed which made me laugh “my door is always open for you, I think Chris is wanting to move to New York too, probably keep the home in California as a holiday home so you can always stay there, quit the job” he shook his head “I like to hold my own a lot, also gets me away from Joyce. Oh we have our disagreements still, women” he sounds like Chris there.

I knew I should have taken Clinton to a more local food place but here we are, this is the third picture I have taken with a tourist here, I am sick “do you ever get sick of people wanting picture or rudely taking picture of the low?” Clinton asked, nodding my head “somewhat but what would I be without them, I tend to like come to places that are more local but I wanted to bring you to somewhere more classy” he shook his head “you shouldn’t have, I am an easy going guy. I have enjoyed spending time with you, just seeing how you lived. I have enjoyed listening to you. I want to know you’re ok, I have known you since you were a teenager and I am glad that I did, nobody knows that ide to you. How are you feeling? My son did mention something, your sadness towards your father. I never really known the background of your father, I met him of course but we kept it mutual. He seemed to be very kind to me but only you know your dad” nodding my head agreeing “yeah” I dragged out “I envy Chris, he has you as a father. The best father figure” I complimented “why envy Chris, come on now Robyn. I am here for you as much as I am there for him, I am a phone call away” licking my lips putting my head down “that is so sweet” looking up at him “thank you” I breathed out “I uhm, I just can’t understand why he can’t just I don’t know, spend time with me like you are with me now, and I feel so happy that you are but also I don’t get why my dad can’t just say that, it’s been hard for me to accept that my dad isn’t the man I thought he was, I actually knew that. I did, but I wanted him to change, you know?” Clinton sat forward “oh yeah, you see the good in people, you always want the person you want to change but sometimes they can’t be helped, and you do need to let them go” don’t I know it.

Clinton has really made me happy but he just brings the things I crave, not in a bad way but that fatherly love “my dad has been the worst person in my life, this is why for my daughter I would do anything for her, I want her to have the love I didn’t get from her father. This is why I am saying it to Chris, my dad hurt my mother so much. Mentally and physically and I hate talking about it but he didn’t want to know me until I made it, I was then his daughter. It hurts to speak on this but it’s what I need to say to him, you did it to me but not my daughter. He didn’t check on her, I could have lost my daughter. He has sold stories on me, spent money of mine. This is from when I was in America, that time when I was coming to your home, and when Chris would buy my lunch. The time when you was assuming Chris was buying cigarettes and booze, he was buying my lunch” Clinton nodded his head “he admitted to me and that is when we wanted to do more for you” I hate talking on this “he wasn’t shit then and he isn’t shit now, I then thought to myself I can never love, then it affected me when I would date. I feel like the respect wasn’t there for me, I was pretty fatherless but my mother, she is my rock. She loves me, builds me up” Clinton has such a warm smile “she is a beautiful strong woman, I have enjoyed my time with her. I think you both are very strong women, dominate. And it happens when women like yourselves don’t have a man to help them in life, my daughter is always forever calling me and she knows I am there when she needs it, this what happens when women don’t have that man to lean on. I think personally you both have done amazing, I have said it to Monica, and I will say it to you again, I am he if you need me whenever. I think your brothers have been affected too, I feel you will grow once you but that line with him though. He shouldn’t be allowed to even have that power over you. I want you to be strong and face him” Clinton means that “you think I am strong enough? I get weak” I said “I think you are, I can see in your eyes that you have had enough, come here” Clinton got up from the seat gesturing for a hug, getting up from the chair “let me hug my daughter” hugging Clinton, I was waiting for him to finish it off and say daughter in law but he didn’t, a little sob left my lips “you’re a good woman Robyn” he said, my heart right now.

I keep thinking that I cried hearing that form Clinton “I could spend so much more time with you, it’s a shame it’s late” it is late now, we are going back home. We have spent literally all that time with each other “am I not boring? Your son would say I am” rolling my eyes “you both seem to be very much in love, I see me and Joyce in you both. Chris is very stuck on you and what you both have is magical. Don’t forgot that the thing that brings you both together is love. That childhood love, you know how fun it was to watch you both, especially Chris. He hated me saying that you like her, oh no I don’t she is a friend. She just likes hanging with us, but son she is pretty. No I don’t like her, that was always the conversation” I cooed out “he is obsessed with me” walking into the home “y’all took ages!” I laughed out “how the hell you know I was back?” that is weird “oh we heard the car pull up and I was like let me see, dad I will pay you later. Thank you for taking her out” Chris said, squinting my eyes at him “shut up” annoying ass “son, stop being stupid now. Let’s just say, you have a very strong wife, she deserves all the good” Clinton is so sweet “she does, she has me” rolling my eyes, of course he would say that.

[naughtyskz]

I decided to post a kim hongjoong fanfic it's a smut lmao it sucks cuz i write it anyways hope u enjoy it.

⚠️disclaimer this contains 18+ content and sexual actions⚠️

Teachers pet |K.HJ. 😳💦

It was a normal morning in your boring school you were just walking through your school hallways and talking to your bestfriend Lisa yall were talking about basic thingz when Lisa asked you" y/n did you heard that there's gonna be a new teacher" she said you were confused because no one told you that "oh really and how long you knew that" you asked her she made weird face before thinking "erm I don't know probably 2 or 3 weeks why" you were shocked because nobody told you that "and why you didn't told me that 😒" you said "umm because I thought that you knew 😁😅" she said "and from who should I knew that" you said pissed off "well teachers said that on the website" she said "ugh lisa you know that I don't go on that website" you said rolling your eyes "YAH you promised me that you'll start to go on that website" she said angrily "ohh oops heh umm ye well I

kind of lied to u heh 😅" you knew it was a bad when Lisa gets mad so you started to run "ahhhhh someone help me she's gonna kill mee" you said as you

were running for your life when you bumped into something really hard, you fell on the ground on ur butt "ah! owww" you said "oh sorry" someone said, that voice was unfamiliar it was deep but at the same time it was soft but raspy, you fell in love with that voice, then you looked up and saw the most hottest man in the world, you've never seen someone THIS hot in your life "um hello are you okay? HEYYY" he was waving his hand in front of your face then you snap out of ur dIrTy thoughts "uh erm heh I'm fine 😅 what about you are u okay?" you said he looked in your eyes then smirked and said "yes I'm okay ??????" you didn't heard the last world "um okay the bye i gotta go bc my class is starting in few mins"you said "oh okay bye" he waived at me and disappeared in the school hallways.

Then someone suddenly touched your shoulder "AH" you screamed and turned around and then you saw lisa "yah! Why? Do you want me to have a heart attack" you said she giggled "ye i do 😃 anways who was that boy he's hawtttt" she said "ye i know right like bruh his so fucking hot" you replied then checked the time "oh fuck it's already 3:57PM *your class starts at 4PM*WE WILL BE

LATEEEEE" you said running to the

class, Lisa is really fast she was already at the door and went it, the bell rang and you were still running thru the one stoopid hallway you were mad and sad cuz you hate literally HATE the math teacher, you've finally reached the door and went in the class when you opened the door your eyes widen you saw the hot boy from earlier teaching the class you were shooketh you stood there in the doors when you heard a voice calling u "miss you're late" he said in firm tone which was really sexy and it kind of turned you on, you tried to act cool cuz you could feel The sweat on your face "yes and it was just a few mins" you looked at his tag "Mr.Kim?"said while looking at him right in the eyes making interesting eye contact then he smirked and said "de te nti on" *ᵈᵉᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ* in really rude and sexy tone "WHAT WHY 😒" u replied "why u talked back so u deserve it" again the same toneeee you were already dripping you couldn't take the sexiness this man had "go and sit on your place miss" you heard him saying, you went and sit on your chair the class continued normally *time skip *it's the end of the

class everyone has already left, the only

one who was in the class was u and the Mr.Kim you were in ur place looking everywhere just to avoid the eye contact with Mr.Kim suddenly you heard a voice "sooooo why you were so rude to my in front of the class" Mr.Kim said firmly but teasingly, again it turned you on..... "I-I don't know..." you replied instantly he smirked and said "you know that bad girl deserves to be punished" you looked at him shooketh and made eye contact that made the atmosphere even more sexual than it was before"what do you mean by punished??" you said raising your eyebrow "oh kitten you know what I mean" he said while coming to your desk, you could clearly see the lust in his eyes they were so dark but so beautiful at the same time, he stopped walking when he reached your desk and he came closer with his face then whispered in your ear "kitten tell daddy what you want" he whispered in your face in extremely sexy and raspy voice, your face turned red as tomato but you pushed your shyness to the side and whispered back in his ear "ahhh~ daddy i want you inside of me" you said that in the most seductive tone as you could, he raised his eyebrow and whispered back

"awh is my kitty needy for her daddy"

again the sexy tone you were already dying coz of how horny you were the only thing you were carving was his touch "ah daddy pleaseeee i need you" you said getting up from your chair and coming even closer to him, when you were so close to each other that you could feel each others hot breath, he picked you up and made you sit on your desk and started to kiss your neck

You left out soft moans that turned him even more, your hands were in his hair and his hands were taking off your clothes while kissing your neck, after you were completely naked the only think that was left on you was your underwear, he looked at you up and down and bite his lip "damn kitten never thought you would wear this kind of sexy underwear" he said in your ear then bite your earlobe "a-ahh~ w-well i like this kind of type of underwear" you said while looking at this lips he saw that you were looking at his lips, he came really like REALLY close to your face and before he kissed you he took off his tie and wrap it around your eyes so that you wouldn't be able to see what his doing, he kissed you, that kiss was so lustful and rough you obviously kissed

him back and wrapped your arms

around his neck then you heard "ahh my kitten is so needy, what do you want your daddy to do" he said in raspy voice and sexy voice "ahh daddy please I want you to be inside of me" you said in whiny tone "hmmmm okay" he said in teasing tone, then he started to kiss your neck again and his kisses then traveled to your chest, he took off your bra and started to suck on your right boob while playing with the left boob, your mouth left out a soft whiny moan "a-ahhh~" you could feel on your skin that he smirked, then you felt him taking off your panties, the feeling of the cold air hitting your wet core....could feel he was starting at your wet pussy so you said "daddyyyyyy don't stare" he looked at you even tho u can't see "hmm I'm not staring I'm enjoying kitten" he siad after that you could feel a hot breath on your core "a-ahh daddy please don't tease me anymore" you said that in whiny tone, after that you felt him leaving soft kisses on your core and kitty licking, suddenly you felt him slide in his tongue you moaned out louder "A-ahhh dadddy" he started to suck and pumping his tongue inside of you like a crazy, and that drived u crazy, he eated you out like he

have never eaten before, you were close

"O-ohHh d-daddy im close" and he suddenly stopped and you gave him "😒" look "oh no kitten not yet" he said, then you heard that he was un buckling his belt and slide off his pants with his boxers then he came closer and started to rub your clit with his cock "ahhhh mr. Kim pleaseee" you moaned out "no it's daddy kitten " he said in firm voice and slammed into you really hard without even looking at the fact that your virgin, you screamed out because of the thickness and length he smirked and started trust slowly you were already moaning mess "ah a-ahhh d-daddy p-please f-fasterrr" you tried to say he smirked "as you whish kitten" and started started to trust into you like a crazy, he fucked you so fast and good "do you like that hmm you little slut" he said, you look at him and said "u-ugh ah hhh y-yes d-daddy your cock feels soo good around my thigh pussy hmm" you moaned out, he loved the way you were moaning his name and the expressions you were making, suddenly he wanted to switch positions so he untied the tie around your eyes and you've finally seen him and his dick..... It was HUGE amd he looked extremely hot with that messy hair tho the he ordered "get on ur

fours now!" shit u were even wetter, but u did as he ordered and got on your fours, then he slammed into you again and again u screamed but this time he started to trust into you really hard, when he was normally trusting into u it was already hitting ur g spot and that shit drived u crazy, now it was driving you super crazy you were letting out little screams cuz of the pleasure he was giving u but once again he he changed his pace and started to trust FAST and HARD.... At this point you were literally screaming and crying while he was enjoying the view, he pulled ur hair and started to kiss ur neck while pounding into u, he was fucking u so hard and fast that your desk was creaking, but soon or later his trusts got sloppy and you were really closer to ur orgasm "i-I'm c--Close d-D-daddyy" you couldn't even speak u barely said those three words u started to clenche around him "a-ahh kitten if u continue to clenching like that then I'll come in few seconds" he said in raspy voice and that pushed u over the edge "A-A-HHHHHHH DADDDYYYY I'M CUMMIG!!" you said screaming ur lungs out "a-ahHhh I'm cumMing hhhh" he said growling out, then he pulled out and said "kitten want this to happen

more often?" u were still catching ur breath "yes daddy" you said. THE END CUZ AIN'T TRYING TO MAKE THIS SERIES. ANWAYS HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT BYE.

[finderskeepersff]

25.

I gagged at the Orange I just ate, I am trying this health kick and let’s just say I am force feeding myself, like I be gagging for nothing too “Sofia, are you even listening to me?” Cassius said on the phone while on loud speaker “mhmmm, yes. You said something about you’re coming back? I mean you said that last week when you said a few days more but do you, you have been doing that anyways” placing the cut up Orange on the plate, I can’t do it “you still have this stank attitude with me since, I have told you many of times. Fix it, I don’t know your fucking issues. You don’t speak to me about it! Fucking speak to me” hearing a knock on the hotel door “ok, sure. Stay there for longer, I don’t really care” getting up from the couch, I don’t care anymore. I have been working out with his side bitch, I mean I haven’t spoken to her but she stares at me anymore I will pop her fucking implants, bitch “I will, I mean you’re no use to me anyways. Like you give a fuck” here he goes, dragging open the door “hey!” Amira and Isabella “you all ready for the gym, listen I am so glad you wore a crop” hugging Amira “I am fat though” I scoffed “I think not” Isabella said “see, we both can’t be wrong” moving back from the hug with Isabella “come on in, don’t mind Cassius on the phone. He is ranting” I smiled at them both “he’s not back, Kyle and Myles are” see what I mean, he is doing other fucking things and I know “how nice, least you have men that come back” walking back into the room “Jasmine, fuck off. I ain’t finna do shit now fuck off. I told you” that is all he does is shout at her “I’ll be back” picking my phone from the table, taking the phone off loud speaker “you tripping yeah? Is this what I am paying for, to be a dumb female like the rest of them!” clearing my throat “Is that me too?” I asked, he kissed his teeth “you acting like it” I am a dumb female “Cassius, a bitch always knows. I fucking know” closing the door “why is Myles and Kyle back huh? What you doing there still? Speak the fuck up” this is all we do, this is our conversation “lower your tone first, ask me properly you pissing me off” I ain’t lowering shit, the phone line just went silent “you know you! You making me hate you” he disconnected the call.

I’d be lying if that didn’t hurt to hear, I am making him hate me when he is playing mind games. It’s going on two weeks, I am going crazy here. All I do, like him now is gym and here and a little bit more gym, I don’t hate rarely now. I am determined to lose it all, the home is coming on just fine, I just need to work on me. I am glad he is not here so when he comes back he will see I can also look good, asshole. Opening the bedroom door “anyways, shall we go?” I am sure they heard me say “y’all still arguing?” Isabella said “yep, we are and then he doesn’t come home and his friends do? I mean he is playing a game, he plays games all of the time” I know he is “how is Myles and Kyle anyways, no wonder you both didn’t come gym yesterday, I get it now” I pointed laughing “Kyle is ok, he is tired. He didn’t speak on what they did. All he said is Cassius dealt with it and he won’t be going back, well for now anyways” rolling my eyes “good, let’s go then girls. I need to run this anger out of me” he is not back but they are, I see how it is.

Staring at myself in the mirror, I look bloated as shit. Maybe my body trying to get used to all of the water I am currently having, I mean possibly yes. Grabbing my bottle of water and walking around the running machine, let me use the cross trainer now “Sofia!” I jumped at my name being called “Corey” I smiled, he everyday speaks to me “how are you on this fine day?” I don’t think he knows I am taken but I have never mentioned it “I am fine, what about you?��� walking slowly with him “I am good, you need any help?” shaking my head “but I could ask advice, I mean do you think I have lost anything at all?” Corey stepped back and literally checked me out, I mean I did kind of give him permissions too “honestly?” nodding my head “your butt it looking good” waving him off “you’re just looking at the wrong thing, forget you” he is useless “no, no, no let me” he walked around me “this is embarrassing, go away now” I giggled, he is being stupid “things don’t happen overnight but all I can say is” walking around him, I don’t want to hear it now. That bitch would be in this section “all I am going to say is you’re fine, like beautiful amazing. I am at a loss for words just watching you” licking my top lip just smiling “you must know how fucking beautiful you are, I see girls every day in this place but you, I am at a loss. It’s like you fell from heaven and you’re body is just amazing. I would worship the ground you walk on” that Latin whore just stared at me, I am sure she heard that, she slowed down her training “stop playing, anyways. I need to work out” I am not even into white men, I mean he is cute but no “you need working on” he said before smiling at me as he walked off.

Shaking my head sighing out, he is very head over heels. That is crazy, I mean he is giving me nice words but no “erm excuse me” looking up from the machine screen and looked to the side of me, oh I know this bitch is not speaking to me “hi, yeah you don’t know me. I know” stepping off of the machine “you right I don’t” crossing my arms across my chest “it’s odd that I am speaking to you, I have seen you here for a few weeks now. I was meaning to come up to you but I saw you with Corey, you’re erm Cassius girlfriend” my face softened “yeah I am, and?” she looks reluctant but I don’t like her “well, I am Yasmin. I work out sometimes with your boyfriend. Erm” staring at this bitch waiting for the next sentence, she needs to hurry up “right, how do you know me!?” I pointed at her “because he would, look I don’t want to argue with you but I just think Cassius doesn’t deserve that you are flirting with another man, he is a great guy that is forever praising his girlfriend. When we first spoke he told me from jump he had a girlfriend and I was like dude, not interested. I am into the P. We hit it off, he’s a cool guy, he’s funny and loyal to you. I just feel annoyed that you are here flirting with another man but it’s not my place but just know that he is a great guy. He spoke on you so much I wanted to know what you look like so he showed me so that is why I know what you look like, but just know he is a great guy” she walked off slowly, I want the ground to swallow me up.

Looking around the crib, I lost my mobile charger or someone took it. I need to charge it before I leave for the airport, I am so bored of disagreeing with Sofia about breathing, I don’t even want to go back there but she is now angry on why Kyle and Myles are home but I’m not, they are home because I sent them home, things are done. Zed is taking over, it’s a done deal, my family will be ok now, things should be fine. This is what I needed to do before I ran off but I had no choice, they knew what Sofia looked like, I couldn’t be here “your charger” Jasmine walked into the living room “oh you took it? I was looking for it you know” she dangled the charger towards me “well you wasn’t looking that much because I had it, anyways. Are you going back already?” taking the charger from my sister “I do, I mean I am going because I have someone to go back too” Jasmine sat next to me “I am not going to say anything stupid, you seem very into her. I guess it is what it is” side eyeing my sister “you got strong feelings on disliking Sofia, is it because she been with both of your brothers?” Jasmine shrugged “just she ain’t been nice with me at all, rather stuck up” I grinned “it would be nice if my only sister accepts the girl I really like and I mean that, it would mean a lot. I got mom to deal with already” Jasmine sighed out “I hate your stupid face, I mean I guess. Maybe she is different now, if we ever meet again. I will do it for you, I am not like mom” I chuckled placing my arm around my sister “you women are something else” they really are.

Walking out of the home with Josiah behind me “where we going?” he asked, Lamar got out of the front seat “Cass” he said, I didn’t answer my brother “just get in the car” sitting in front seat and closing the door “going to the lock up” Lamar said in the back, I just need to see some people before I go and I am taking Josiah with me. I know he is not made for this life but he needs to do this because I can’t, his little bitch ass will be scared “Cassius, like where we going? Are you taking me somewhere” I just laughed “Josiah, sometimes you just need to grow up, today may be the day for you. I am going tonight, and there is something you need to do because I can’t, you have to do this. There will be something in it for you too” I do miss this, I get treated like this, treated like a king of this shit. I mean I am but but I miss it, there is always a lot of respect and I like this. I don’t deal with people disrespecting me very well, they get beat up.

I smiled at Josiah “boss” I don’t know why they call me boss still “follow me, this is my brother so be nice” walking towards the warehouse, Zed should be here. I just need to show Josiah what to do, Lamar opened the door for me “you really going back though?” Lamar asked “I am yes, why?” Lamar looked at me in sadness “I love you being around, I mean you know. Shit is always so smooth, we make more money too. In these days we made so much. You come up with plans, we took over territories. You know what to do” seeing Zed “Cassius, here you are!” he got up from his seat “Lamar, Zed will look after you won’t you” dapping Zed “of course, I am not Cassius Warren but what did we come up with?” sitting down across from Zed “I will advise him still, Josiah come here” he all in the back “pull up a seat, but yeah I will advise Zed still. We work on this together. I am not here, I am not doing this anymore but I will advise him. You never know at times I will visit but everything is fine, last night was fine right? It ran perfectly. Josiah, you have to every Friday night come here. You pick up a duffle bag, you drop it off. To a warehouse in New Jersey, you just drop it off. Then the money will be wired to me. There is a cut for you, you then take the rest to mom and dad. You have to do that, if you can’t do it then you call me. That is all you do, if something is going down, Lamar you tell him don’t come. If anything happens to my brother, I will come back and kill you. You keep up with this Rota, shit will be fine. But this is me done” getting up from the chair “you come back to Brooklyn soon aight?” Zed said “soon, hopefully. You saved my life locked away, I saved yours” shaking his hand “and we doing the same shit now, respect you” letting his hand go.

Stood outside the warehouse, lighting the cigarette up. This is the same place I bought Jordan and beat his ass, I am a bad person to do that to my blood and get him locked up “And what if I didn’t want to do that?” Josiah said behind me, turning around as I moved he cigarette back “you don’t want to do much do you? I fucking told you to run to LA and be a model without Jordan, you’re still here. You need to grow up, you lived under Jordan like a child for so long and look at you!” I spat “I worry about you lot like I am y’all father, I would have paid for you Josiah but did you listen? I got Jasmine in LA more than likely wasting the money I paid. Not one of you have done good, even me. I am living on a prayer that I won’t be caught, maybe you don’t want too but what else you got? One day, you will fucking call me and one day you will tell me you are doing something but right now, do it!” I walked off, I need to go “I want to be like you Cassius!” he shouted “you don’t Josiah! Look at Jordan, he lost his mind” Lamar opened the Range Rover door for me.

I am pissed, like very pissed my flight got cancelled and guess who is stuck in the airport right now, motherfucking me. I was going to stay for a few more days but Sofia is a whole trip for nothing, like forget this issue in Brooklyn I have a whole ass girlfriend that acts like a child. I haven’t even done anything. I rather deal with niggas trying to kill me then deal with women problems. If she hasn’t fixed her attitude towards me then I am like going to say do you even want me, it does make me think on does she even want me because honestly she acts like this towards me. She ignores my calls, I haven’t even called her to tell her I am coming because what is the point. She won’t even pick up anyways, lowering my snapback and sighing out. This is about to be a whole ass long ass night, I am going to be stuck in this bitch ass place.

It was kind of dope seeing the sunrise while in the sky but my god, never again. I am staying my ass on the ground, stupid flight. Swiping the keycard, and pushing the door open. I guess she will be asleep still, that is good because then I can get some peace and quiet and sleep on the couch. Throwing my bag on the couch, it’s been eventful but I am alive and here. Not like she cared, I am a little pissed off so I am going to be very cold with her. Pushing open the bedroom door, seeing a figure in bed. She is being the usual selfish self with the bed and sleeps in the middle, least I know she is alive and ok. Kicking her sneakers out of the way. This is actually a mess, what the hell she been doing. Like her clothes are everywhere, what a mess. Let me just go and sleep a little on the couch.

I tried to sleep but I couldn’t so I am on the phone to Kyle, I woke him up so he is not happy “I was actually, can we actually trust Zed to do what he said?” Kyle asked like I am stupid enough “Kyle, Zed is on his ass. Trust me he will be more than happy to do this, he kept saying thank you. That nigga been locked away for so long his goons left him, he only had what ten? That is it, it was mostly us. I ain’t putting him down because the niggas he had were good, I mean brutal. He wouldn’t fuck with us, I will come for his family” Kyle laughed out “you funny, I like the way you are embracing the boss lifestyle though. They was treating you like a king with the car opening shit. I mean you are that but still, it’s like they really missed you” clearing my throat smiling “I know it’s whatever, I ain’t about that. I was just there for the shit people been trying to do. I stay trying, but he’s going to cut us some money. Josiah is going to sort that out for us” Sofia finally appeared out of the bedroom, she looks so confused and she actually looked very happy to see me “Josiah!? Seriously” Kyle spat “yeah, he said that he wants to be like me. He says” Kyle laughed “why do your brothers do that? Like they want to be you?” that is a good question “it’s because they see that life, they see I am doing good. They don’t know shit, they will never know the half of it. Like you my niggas, we been through it. You know, they are so lucky but yet want to say that. It gets me so angry at them. But I can’t wait to go back. Zed may roll out the red carpet for me” Kyle snorted laughing.

Getting up from the couch “you came back home?” Sofia said but I am not interested “well yeah I am” pulling my top down, I might as well go and have a shower “Cassius, I just really want to say I am sorry, I really fucked up. I have been such a bitch to you” Sofia grabbed my arm “I could have been dead and you ignored my calls, not even once, it was fucking constant. I am back now so you can stop crying about oh Kyle and Myles are back, are you there sniffing someone else’s pussy. I am so bored of you, you apologise and then the next you going to flip on me. I don’t want you to apologise to me just to be a bitch the next minute so save it ok? Thank you, good” walking off to the bedroom “I am sorry Cassius, I was stupid” I don’t trust her at all “right, ok. You have been horrible to me and I took it. I ain’t like them other guys to beat you for it, I took it. Just leave it” I don’t want to hear it, taking my top off.

Wrapping the towel around my waist “I am going to see Amira and Isabella ok?” Sofia said from outside the bathroom door “bye” I simply said, why should I even be nice. I have been that every time, I took it from Sofia without saying anything just because I am not that guy to be evil towards a woman. If she is that unhappy or really thinks I am cheating then leave, I mean I don’t want that but I can’t deal with the shit. Sighing out heavily, while being in Brooklyn I can now see how much my family love me. They constantly saying how much they want me to not go and for me to stay there, I think I am more of a man than my own dad. I am the man of that house because my dad is just a bitch ass.

Swiping my card across the barrier as I walked into the gym, this is the only place I know. This is why I am bored in this bitch, Brooklyn I am constantly doing something but here, I only know the gym “hey! Cass” looking behind me “hey Yasmine, you good?” dapping her “yeah, how was Brooklyn? I was like I am sure you said you would be back, it’s fate that we meet at the same time” fixing my backpack on my back “what can I say, gym buddies back at it again” she hit my arm “you got power” holding my arm “I just need to get changed and I will be out” walking off “Cass, I just wanted to say. Have you seen Sofia yet?” furrowing my eyebrows “er yeah, just this morning why?” walking back over to Yasmin “she comes here now” frowning at Yasmin “she has been coming here since you been away, like everyday to be honest. Corey, you know Corey?” nodding my head “yeah” I said in a whisper “he has been feeling on her too much, I don’t want to cause anything, he was flirting with her. She has been here” staring at head of me “Cassius, don’t-” I walked off, throwing my backpack onto the floor “Cassius!” Yasmin shouted at me.

Looking around the gym, I am fuming. I am angry, I am going to fucking murder someone. Where is that motherfucker “Cassius, look please do not cause anything. It was harmless, I just wanted you to know. You’re a great guy, you are” Clenching my jaw seeing Sofia on the stepper, Corey just slouched on the machine talking to her “don’t get in my way” walking towards him, I am going to knock his ass out. I don’t play that shit “Cassius” Corey said, my fist met his face “you want to flirt with my girl” Corey held his face in shock “I will bust a cap in your fucking ass, you fucking scared now” he a little bitch “Cassius!” Sofia spat “you don’t fucking speak to me, all this time! All this fucking time you fucking say I am flirting and you here flirting! Cheating! You’re the fuck bitch flirting, why! Am I that much of a dickhead, get out my face!” Walking by Sofia “I didn’t know, she didn’t say she was taken” my clenched fist is shaking “police have been called” how can I attack a guy that didn’t know “I didn’t know Cassius, I thought” turning to Sofia, she just stared at me. Her head wobbled a little and her eyes rolled back as she fell to the ground, my mouth fell open just seeing Sofia on the ground out of nowhere.

[nighttimefjaeril]

Jaaaaae! I wanted to send an ask for the ship thing! But Houmei and Jyoan got taken hahaha sooo...pick your second favourite ship! ♡ [[Also I hope you're having a great day today!]]

Hello darling, first of all, sorry for taking it so long >

So, since you gave me the option of choosing the ship it took me a while to decide: that’s because, besides the obvious nr.1 (aka Houmei/Jyoan), I love my other favorite ships pretty equally: Koumyou/Ukoku, Houmei/Toudai and Ukoku/Kami-sama (yes, lots of Koumyou/Houmei and Ukoku in there unsurprisingly :’D)

I’m not gonna tackle the last one as I know it’s a no-no couple for you my friend ;) As for the others… I was gonna do Koumyou/Ukoku at first, ‘cause I did the previous one with Houmei already and wanted to use his “mature” form this time: but then, after talking to @amadriel and @kimagattinanera about it, I’ve decided to go with Koumyou/Goudai instead, as it’s a less popular ship that needs more love :3 This way I can still use Koumyou over Houmei, and well, Momo-chan is still Momo-chan, despite some more years on his back and less hair on the top of his head ;) xD

Who said “I love you” first

Oooh again, this isn’t so immediate to reply, because I don’t think that they would say these types of things to each other often; they’re definitely the kind of couple that lets actions speak louder than words. Also, Goudai would definitely react all flustered upon hearing such passionate declarations :‘3 Koumyou knows this well, so he tries to tone it down a bit. But still, it was definitely Koumyou the one who said it first, because hadn’t he been the one to be honest with his feelings first I’m not sure that they would’ve ended up together in the end :’) Momo is incredibly shy when it comes to these things and it’s hard for him to express his feelings, so he needs someone like Koumyou to take the first big step and allo him to open his heart to him.

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background

Goudai would have a nice picture of him and Koumyou, taken on a vacation, where the two are standing together in front of a marvelous view with a drink in their hand, all smiling and happy; it took him forever to decide which one to use because half of these had Koumyou making silly faces, the other half had Goudai  closing his eyes or looking too serious and grim (he’s not good at putting on a fake smile for pictures): finally they were able to take one where they were acting natural and comfortable, probably aided by a few drinks ;) As for Koumyou, he used to have an old picture of him and Momo during training days as his backround, Genkai probably took it; but after a while he replaced it with a picture of baby Kouryuu of course ;) He takes tons so he keeps changing it every month pretty much hehe~

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror

Ah, this is pretty much mirrors the one I previously wrote: it’s always Koumyou who writes and draws random stuff on the bathroom mirror (he doesn’t draw butts and dicks anymore though… maybe :’) ). Goudai sees it, finds it cute for a second before getting mad at him, but instead of cleaning it himself he has Koumyou do it, hoping this way that he will learn his lesson… someday. ; D

Who buys the other cheesy gifts

Similarly to the Houmei/Jyoan one, Koumyou still cherishes the habit of finding the tackiest, most useless trashy knick-knacks as a joke-gift for his partner :’D Of course, a second serious gift would follow, but Koumyou just can’t say no to bad taste for laughs :’D Goudai would just shake his head and scold Koumyou for the money he has wasted on such a piece of tat, but he would still keep all of his gifts somewhere hidden, where the eye can’t see… :3

Who initiated the first kiss

Again, there could be so many different ways that this could have happened…as much as I love fantasizing about Toudai, his shirt open and pecs in sight, holding the beautiful damsel Houmei in his strong, muscular arms, kissing him passionately in the moonlight (lol), I’m pretty sure that Koumyou had to take the first step and initiate the kiss, otherwise if it was up to Momo-chan they would have waited for the rest of their lives :’) That or he would’ve teased and torment him so much to the point where he left him no other choice but to kiss him… poor Momo ;) But yeah, Koumyou had to be the driving force for their romance, in a way or another.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning

Goudai as an attempt to waking up Koumyou: first he starts by hook, kissing him gently and whispering sweet words to his ear, then by crook by shaking him and yelling at him :’D In the end, when he’s finally awoken, they may indulge in a more or less extended cuddle session, depending on how much time they have left before getting their day started (and that only depends on how long it takes for Koumyou to wake up ;) )

Who starts tickle fights

Erm… I don’t think that Koumyou would ever dare attempting that :’) Let’s face it, if he tried to tickle Goudai he would end up severely crushed(perhaps he did try once back in the training days and from that day forward has never made anymore attempts :p ) so he knows that he would be better off not poking the bear :’D However, I could picture Goudai tickling him Koumyou as a means to take revenge on him for some wrongdoing (he tries not to show it, but he’s extremely ticklish), or again, as an attempt to wake him up on time in the morning :‘3

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower

Hmmm… probably Koumyou, which depending on the subtext the invite may either entail either sexytimes in the shower or just an extended relaxing bath time for Goudai, who’s always in a hurry and never takes his time to enjoy the finer things in life, at least according to Koumyou: he doesn’t it like the “pampering sessions” all that much as we all know that Goudai is a spartan man, but if he gets to focus on Koumyou instead of himself - helping him washing his long hair, washing his back etc., it’s something that he would definitely take pleasure in doing (especially if ends up leading to sexytimes heheh~)

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch

I can imagine both knowing their way around their kitchen; Goudai is probably the best cook of the two, but Koumyou is the one that gets more adventurous with his food and always tries out different dishes and combinations of flavors, so I could picture him surprising Goudai in the middle of training his students with some interesting-looking dish (by interesting I mean weird and/or gross) that surprisingly ends up being delicious.

Who was nervous and shy on the first date

That would be Momo, that goes without saying :‘3 He’s just not very comfortable with the idea of dating, or better: he’s not comfortable with all the unavoidable clichés that dates usually entail: the small talk, the flirting, the desperate attempts at making a good impression and all that jazz… for this reason, Houmei tried to make things appear a bit more informal for him, but as soon as Toudai realized that what they were having was not a normal night-out with a friend but an actual date, he literally went “oh crap!” and got tense all of the sudden xD Good thing that Houmei managed to save the situation with a skilled recovery, and everything went smooth after that… but needless to say, things between them have never been the same from that day forward :‘3

Who kills/takes out the spiders

This one also mirror my previous ship post: it’s Koumyou who forces Goudai to take care of bugs and spiders by acting over-the-top terrified on purpose because he’s a lazy piece of shit that pushes the dirty work onto others:’D He definitely has a talent for that, and of course Goudai knows it’s all an act, but puts up with it anyways ‘cause he’s top notch husband material :3

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk

Hmmm well I can’t really imagine Goudai ever getting drunk; sure, he enjoys his alcohol, but always in moderation. Koumyou, on the other hand can hold his alcohol pretty well, perhaps even better than his partner, but would end up going overboard from time to time :‘3 And it’s during those times that he would get… more affectionate than usual, a bit more flirtatious and even a bit frisky perhaps x°D Because of that he would proclaim his love and lust for Goudai loudly and proudly, embarassing poor Momo into oblivion and probably not really setting up the mood for later unfortunately… x°D But as drunk!Koumyou would probably end up falling asleep anyways as soon as he reaches the mattress, I guess it really doesn’t matter in the end, does it? :3

So yeah, that’s all folks! I think in the end I made the right choice ;) I’ve had so much fun coming up with these, usually my other fave takes the spotlight so this was a great chance for me to express my love for this amazing pairing! And thank you so much my dearest Nimo for offering me the chance to tackle it, hope you’re gonna enjoy reading my Koumyou/Goudai headcanons, and sorry if some replies are a bit similar to the previous ship post I made, but after all it’s still Koumyou/Houmei we’re talking about so… ;)

[flighty37-blog]

Warning: Mention of male body part, mature themes, all the usual apply. 

Disclaimer: Not associated with Dan and Phil.

My first foray into yaoi. I’m a little unpracticed at this, but it helps when you read a lot of fan fic.

Let’s Sort This Out.

Summary: COMPLETE. Something happens when Dan feels something for Phil. I don’t normally ship them, but I feel I can do this justice. Let’s bring on the pie charts and graphs. Awkward. Nerdy. Uncomfortable. Everything wrong that can happen, will happen. Teaching one’s significant other how to hold hands, and how to kiss without gleeking. So it begins....

Dan Howell had lived with Phil Lester, for five out of the eight years he’d known him. Nothing peculiar about that. Friends being flatmates. It wasn’t unusual, especially since they lived in the centre of London, it was cost effective to have two people paying rent. They had built a career on their awkwardness, and were thriving by using YouTube as a platform for their audience. But then something happened.

One morning Dan woke up and knew. He was in love. With Phil. Okay so it wasn’t like he didn’t think he was overthinking it. He over thought a lot of things which put him under his starry blanket, or had him plonked face first onto the carpet in the middle of the hallway. He walked into the kitchen, as he was prone to do at midday and came face to face with Phil. His heart did a little flip, especially when Phil smiled

“Hey Dan!" Phil spoke up. Boy was his smile extra bright today. “Hi Phil," Dan said, and quickly moved to the side to see how much cereal he had left. “I just ordered from Tesco’s," Phil said. Which meant that Phil had left him crumbs in his cereal box. Again. “Sounds good. Did you get me two extra boxes?" Dan asked. “Just one," Phil answered, his smile slipping. “Fine, I’ll be in the lounge," Dan answered. Phil scratched his head, when Dan had gone, his own stomach had flip-flopped, his very heart had skipped a beat, and there was a strange tingling going on....Down There.

What in the world? No. No. He knew his and Dan’s sexual preferences. They were just friends. Just. Friends. They could be friends and flatmates, without being boyfriends. He’d never experienced this sort of thing towards Dan. Sure there had been others, and Dan had this obsession with Evan P., but not with each other.

Especially when the Phans had been pushing so hard. Dan had severely lost weight, Phil, himself had slammed a door so hard the wood splintered, not a great time. So they’d sat down and put down boundaries. Well darn it, it was 2017, way past 2012. Who knew what could go on? The boundaries had seemed blurred for some time now. They were touching shoulders, touching hands, and sometimes accidentally touching butts again.

But the jokes were still there, and the teasing and of course Dan’s patented ‘Heart Eyes’ Phil’s own eyes were dubbed ‘Lester’s Love Eyes’. He shrugged, just as the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it!" Dan called out, and reappeared in the kitchen clutching all the bags in his arms. “Because two trips are for losers," Phil nodded, as he partially remembered a video they’d uploaded a while back. “Damn right," Dan pulled out his brand of cereal, and noticed the other box. “You did buy me two," Dan smiled over at Phil. Phil shrugged. “ I owed it to you," Phil answered. That feeling came back, both coughed in unison.

“Erm, yeah, I have to make some breakfast. Do you have the anime ready to watch?" Dan asked of Phil. “Yeah,” Phil said, as he poured his own cereal, and added the Lactaid milk. Dan made his own cereal. They padded to the lounge in silence. Each ignoring the proverbial elephant in the room. Until... Dan’s hand brushed Phil’s hand, as he reached for the remote to turn on the telly. 

Phil hurriedly hid his hand under his bottom, and blushed. Thank goodness, Dan didn’t see the blush. He turned on the device and he went about turning on the volume. His foot swept Phil’s foot. Dan immediately put his legs under himself, and he went about trying to be normal. He coughed. Phil coughed. They eyed each other. “Out with it," Dan said, being bossy as per usual.

“You out with it first. I’m older, I demand an explanation," Phil pouted and crossed his arms. “Uh-uh," Dan was also being stubborn. Phil closed his eyes. “I can’t watch anime today. I have.... Things to do...." He took his bowl and went to his room. Dan sighed and continued watching. What was going on?! Why was everything so abnormally awkward between them all of a sudden? Not that they weren’t always awkward, but this was a different sort of awkward.

Meantime....

Phil was pacing in his room, sloshing milk over his bowl, the milk running down the top of his arm and hand, and he shook his head. ”I can’t be.... It’s not possible. We never even kissed....I am not.... I am not...I am.....Sloshing milk all over my hand and arm. Ewww...." He swiped his hand on his jeans’ leg.”Ewwww...." Phil sighed and looked about for a tissue. He set the bowl down, and he swiped on the leg of the jeans. “I am such a klutz,"Phil said, tripping over his shoelace. ”I just tied you!" Phil admonished his trainer. ”I reckon I’ll tie you up again...." Phil knelt  and tied his footwear. Again.

In the Lounge:

“I felt my heart skip a beat, I felt m... Penis tingle.... I am in lust, deep black hole, disgusting like/lust/affection with...my best friend!” As, the realisation hit him, Dan buried his face in the palms of his hands, and groaned. “Oh my god! What’s happening to me?! I am not fit to live. I have no life, so that means I’m not living. There we go. Explanation defined. I am not alive. I’m a demon, in hell, fantasising about being human, and therefore I have imagined this whole scenario up, and.... Oh shit! Where’s my blanket?!" He found the starry blanket, and wrapped it around himself, looking quite like E.T., but he didn’t care, as he literally rolled off the sofa, and curled into a ball. “I feel an existential crisis coming on," Dan said, and that was how he remained for the rest of the day.  

The Week Goes On:

Dan was in the shower, he was singing I Write Sins Not Tragedies. One of Panic At The Disco’s popular songs. Phil stumbled in, and started rummaging in one of Dan’s cupboards. “HEY!” Dan yelped, as he saw Phil throwing things hither and yon. “What are you looking for?" Dan asked, as he hoped that Phil wouldn’t turn around.

“A prop. You have props, I need a prop. Therefore...” Phil’s voice trailed off, as he turned to look at Dan. Dan gulped and hurriedly turned off the shower. “MOVE!" Dan yelped as he grabbed for a towel, and hurried past Phil. He accidentally brushed against his flatmate, and made it into his room. Phil sidestepped but got felt up anyway, and sighed. He found the prop, cleaned up, and thankfully he remembered to shut the cupboard. Dan fell face first, and totally naked onto his bed. “That was not what I wanted my shower to turn into. Damn you, stupid erection,” He groaned into his pillow.  

In Phil’s room:

“Well I have the prop, the camera, and me! Time to film," He turned the implements on and he started his video. He finished, and edited, then he uploaded. “Did I really feel that from Dan, after he escaped from the shower?" Phil asked, as he blushed so hard, even his arms became pink. He coughed unnecessarily. He shrugged and then he relocated back to the kitchen. What had he felt exactly? Not just a limb, or an appendage touching him.

What touched him had elevated his heartbeat. He couldn’t take it anymore. But he didn’t want to say anything. What if Dan denied it? What if there were cross words, and an argument? He couldn’t argue with Dan. He’d promised.

So it goes:

Dan finally made himself get out from under the starry blanket. He needed to talk to Phil. But what if Phil shrank away from him? What if he didn’t want to do videos anymore? What if he laughed it off, and made fun of Dan and not in a good natured way? “Let’s face it... We’re gonna ruin our friendship,” Dan sighed at himself. He made his way to the lounge, and bumped into Phil. “Oh, er, hi Dan, you finally moved. Huh?" Phil spoke up. “Yeah I was broiling in that thing," Dan shrugged his shoulder, and rolled it onto Phil’s shoulder.

“Ow!" Phil rubbed at the hurt limb.”Sorry," Dan said.”It’s okay,” Phil said. “Erm Phil?" Dan nervously questioned. “Yeah?” Phil asked in turn.”Phil, remember when I was singing that song, and you came in for a prop?" Dan asked.

Yeah, and then you got all cringey and you escaped to your room," Phil nodded vigorously. “Well I, I have something to tell you. I know, I know, I know,” Dan stammered out. “Oh My God! How did you find out?" Phil asked, as he covered his hands over his mouth. “How did I find out what?" Dan furrowed his brows at Phil. “Well you must be psychic,"Phil said. “I’m secretly Asian, we’ve been over this,” Dan answered, trying to lighten the mood.

“And your biological father”s Kanye,” Phil reaffirmed. “Phil, focus, what’d I find out?"Dan asked. “You found out that I have a crush on you!" Phil blurted out. “What?! No!!! You don’t have a crush on me, because I have a deep blinding, hell hole of a crush on you!" Dan accused. “No way!" Phil’s eyes widened.

“Yes way!” Dan retorted. “Are we in a fanfic?"Phil asked. “No this is real life. Sorry to disappoint you,” Dan said. “Oh. So are we supposed to kiss or something?" Phil asked. “I reckon I push you against the wall and snog you senseless,” Dan surmised. 

“And I consent," Phil nodded. “Great! Let’s try it," Dan said, and lightly pushed Phil against the wall. “Ow! Nail!" Phil squirmed, and became comfortable, as he put his hands on Dan’s shoulders. Dan put his hands around Phil’s waist and leaned in for a kiss. “Pfft! Ewww! Yuck!"Dan gagged.

“What’s happened? Why are you gagging?" Phil asked in alarm.

“Because you kiss like a limp fish, and it was disgusting. You need lessons," Dan answered. “Ummm okay. How about we hold hands?" Phil reached out and grabbed for Dan’s hand, pinching the top skin in the process.

“Hey! I‘m not a pancake that you can just pinch and grab. I’m a human being. UGH! Lesson 101 in Romance. Don’t just grab me like I’m a meal. I’m a person, come here, let me show you how it’s done," Dan answered, and gently took Phil’s hand.

He entwined their fingers, and squeezed comfortingly. ”Oh that feels so much nicer," Phil said. ”Yeah, and we have to work on your gleeking problem. I mean, kissing is all about trading spit, but too much spit ruins a good thing,” Dan gently said. ”Good point. When do lessons start?" Phil asked. “Soon. We’ll give it a few days, and you can practise," Dan said in a decided voice. ”I like the sound of that. What do we practise first?" Phil asked.

“Hand holding, that way you don’t bruise me, and people won’t ask about the injuries. You’ve got to be slow, and easy," Dan answered. ”Okay," Phil amicably agreed. ”Great," Dan leaned over, and he kissed Phil’s cheek. ”I like that,” Phil grinned. “Of course you do," Dan indulgently answered. ”Can we go be romantic and watch a film together?" Phil asked. ”Yep. Let’s go," Dan led the way to the lounge and they ended up watching Stranger Things.

“Let’s watch the first episode again," Phil said. ”It’s so scary!" Dan said.

”I’ll protect you," Phil decided. ”Okay," Dan said, and they cuddled up together. “Ow! Too much pressure on my thigh," Dan said, and wiggled. “You just stepped on my foot," Phil moved his foot. “Stop squishing my side,” Dan said, and let go of Phil’s hand. They finally found a happy medium. ”That’s better," Dan said and laid a head on Phil’s shoulder. “Mmmm," Phil acknowledged. They settled and watched.

Day 1, Lesson 1:

Dan and Phil were facing each other. “Put your hand out like you’re going to shake my hand, only palm up, and fingers wiggling," Dan said. Phil did as he was told, and wiggled his fingers cheekily. “Ooohhh nice and wormy,"  Dan said, and he grinned at Phil. “Now, I slowly, and firmly; but no injury will result, take your hand. Like so...” He took Phil’s hand in his and encased it in his own hand, and slid it so that the fingers were entwined. “Now you try it on me," Dan said, and slipped his hand out of Phil’s own.  

“Okay,” Phil said in a hesitant voice. Dan put out his hand. Phil hesitantly did the same as Dan did. “Ow! Ow! Not so hard... Gently. Gent...ly... Very good! There we go. Handholding achieved," Dan commented. Phil looked so pleased with himself, he smiled and his tongue poked out. “YAY! I did it!" Phil grinned widely. “Okay, now try it again,” Dan demonstrated. He disentangled himself from Phil’s hand hold, although he didn’t want to be free. 

“Do I get a kiss?” Phil was hopeful. “Only when you perfect the handholding technique. Then we’ll talk kissing,” Dan admonished. “Awwwww,” Phil said, and nodded in agreement. Then he tapped his cheek with his free hand. “Ohhh yeahh...” Dan grinned and kissed Phil’s cheek. “Reward! Yay!" Phil smiled. “Kisses on the cheek for every handhold you get right," Dan dictated.

”Okay, I can live with that," Phil nodded.  

Day 2:

“Okay I’ve got the handholding down pat. Can we move on? You know, to the lips?" Phil asked. ”I’ll brush my lips onto your lips," Dan answered. He leaned over and he brushed his lips over Phil’s own. Phil closed his eyes, and he breathed deeply through his nose, making a sort of whistling sound. He squeezed his eyes tighter in embarrassment.

“Sorry!" Phil said.”It’s okay. Just pucker up, and I‘ll do the rest," Dan said. Phil puckered, and Dan brushed his lips against Phil’s.”Oooo, I feel so weird. Weirder than usual. I feel like I could explode in confetti, sparkles, and fireworks. But I wouldn’t get hurt. It would feel nice," Phil said, as Dan finished the light kiss.

“So basically you’d explode from happiness?" Dan asked. “Yup," Phil nodded. “Good to know. Things you should never say, volume twelve and a half," Dan muttered and brushed his lips against Phil again.

Phil brushed his own lips against Dan’s. There was a slight electric shock, and they jumped, but not apart. They did it again. “Oh that’s a good one. Deeper. Not too deep," Dan advised. “I think I’ve got... Oh no, that was gleeking," Phil wiped at his mouth. “Ewwww," Dan scrunched up his nose. ”Again, again!" Phil nearly jumped up and down with joy. “Once more, with feeling," Dan said, and puckered up, as did Phil. “Control your mouth functions, swallow the spit, there we go... Okay, now we’re ready," Dan kissed Phil’s lips, and Phil reciprocated.

More sparks flew, this time it shook them down to their trainers. Well down to Dan’s feet, and Phil’s socks. “Holy moly, rock and rolly!” Phil announced.

”That was pretty epic," Dan agreed. “I like this part," Phil said. ”I thought you might, but we’ll refresh on how to hold hands tomorrow," Dan answered.

“Can, we practise cuddling?" Phil asked. “Yes, because my thigh has a huge bruise on it," Dan answered. ”And my toe is still sore from you stepping on my foot," Phil surmised. “Romantic movie? Comedy? Drama? Horror?" Phil asked. “Horror? I want to cuddle in nice and close, and you can protect me, because you like the really horrific stuff, and I don’t," Dan said. “Lights off?" Phil asked. “Yes," Dan hesitantly answered. “I’ll bring in a houseplant to simulate a tree in the dark,” Phil decided.

“Okay,” Dan’s lips trembled. Phil skipped off to his room, and Dan grabbed a torch. They met back in the lounge, Phil put the house plant that was in the red planter, beside him on the table. “Operation Scary but not too Scary, to commence shortly," Phil said. “Popcorn?" Dan asked. ”Popcorn!" Phil half-ran, half-stumbled to the kitchen and soon there was the aroma of popcorn popping. 

Dan settled onto the sofa, and turned on the torch. He pointed it at the ceiling, and a glow emanated from the chandelier. “Yeahhh," Dan gingerly sat down next to Phil, who filled in the gap, and they held hands. “Nice move, not one pinch. Five out of five pancakes," Dan graded the handhold. “Thank you! Please turn on the telly," Phil asked, and put the bowl of popcorn, one part on each leg. Dan breathed in a sigh of relief. So far so good.

“Are you gonna scream loud? Because I’m pretty sure the police will really be called,” Phil worried, as Dan turned it on, and a scary movie title appeared. “We’ll start out retro. How’s about a bit of Blair Witch?" Dan asked. “I’m always amused by the snot dripping out of that girl’s nose when she cries into the camera,” Phil said. “That’s disgusting you twat," Dan said.

“Meh. It amuses me, and as future king of the universe, I must be amused at every turn," Phil decided in a very posh voice, posher than Dan’s voice. “She was scared for her fucking life, if I were crying that hard, bogies would be coming out of my nose too," Dan said, feeling sorry for the girl. “Yeahhh but it’s still kinda amusing," Phil answered, as the film began. Dan squeezed Phil’s hand.

Two hours later...

“Phil, wake up!" Dan, prodded Phil’s shoulder.  Phil’s head was tilted back. His eyes were closed and he was snoring softly. “Your contacts are still in,” Dan leaned closer and whispered in Phil’s ear. “Agh! Breathing too close to me!” Phil slapped Dan away.

“Ouch! Too close to the face! Stop being a dork, let’s go to bed. You’re exhausted and I need to check my social media," Dan said in a decisive tone, putting the bowl on the table, and picking up his tablet, his laptop and his phone.

“Coming,” Phil said, picking up the bowl, depositing it in the sink, and following Dan out of the lounge. “Can we sleep together?" Phil asked. Dan shook his head in the negative. “No, we have to work up to it. This isn’t some steamy romance novel. You can barely kiss me without gleeking, and your hand holding’s still atrocious," Dan said, but kissed Phil’s cheek anyway.

“I’ll telekinesis to make myself better at hand holding and kissing," Phil decided.

“Good for you, and take out your contacts, and don’t leave the lenses pot on the tap, and... before you eat my cereal sometime later tonight, please order some from Tesco’s before I wake up? I like little surprises like that," Dan said.

“OH! Romantic gestures? I can do that!" Phil said, and went to the bathroom. “First things first, you’re freakishly tall, it’s weird, you look like a noodle...” Phil hummed. “No Diss Track For You!" Dan yelped from his bedroom. ”Sorry! It was stuck in my head for a reason," Phil said, and hummed under his breath. 

“No under humming either," Dan said. “You know me way too well,” Phil said.

“Because you’re my best friend, and other," Dan answered. ”That didn’t make any sense," Phil said. “You’re my significant?" Dan asked. “Okay?" Phil scrunched his face up, peeled back his eyelids and took out the contact lenses. ”Shizzle!” Phil exclaimed. 

“Looking for these?" Dan sashayed in twirling Phil’s glasses. ”Yes! Thank You!” Phil kissed Dan smartly on the lips, and not an airbrushed kiss, a kiss, kiss. A kiss so kissable that the fire and electricity shot through them, igniting their hearts and their cortexes.

“WHOA! All the way to the brainstem." Dan breathed out heavily.

“Did I just do an exercise?" Phil questioned. “Let’s do that again!” Dan said. ”Nope, not until I master handholding and regular kissing, and then I can totally surprise you and set you on fire, hopefully not literally," Phil amended.  

“I’ve created a monster!" Dan threw his hands in the air, and walked away. “Yeah? I’m a good monster, full of pure intent, and I radiate the sun," Phil answered. “You’re radioactive, radioactive,” Dan sang out. “Huh. All systems go," Phil grinned and put on his glasses. He snuggled up in bed, cradling Lion, and one of his four pillows. “Mmmm....” Phil smiled and fell asleep.  

Day three:

“Now the secret to handholding is that one arm is around the other person. Like so,” Dan put his arm around Phil’s waist. “Remember what I taught you. Palm up, fingers wiggling, open invitation, and voila! I am holding your hand!" Dan raised their interlocked hands in a sign of victory. “Yas!" Phil nodded. “Things Phil Should Never Say," Dan wrote into the air with his free pointer finger. “You’re sexy,” Phil suddenly said, which brought Dan up short, and he side glanced over at Phil. “I’m what?" Dan asked.  

“Sexy. Isn’t that something a crush says to another crush? Because, I know that we’re not on the level of boyfriends just yet, but we’re totally holding hands, and snogging each other, and, I’m supposed to pay you compliments now; Right?” Phil scratched his head with their hands. “Sure. Totally, and after that, you buy me dinner and flowers," Dan said in a monotone voice.

“We’d have to go outside?" Phil asked. “Pizza and some Mario Kart 8?" Dan asked. “Sure!” Phil exclaimed, his blue eyes lighting up. “Let’s order pizza first, and then we race," Phil said. “I was gonna say that,” Dan said.

“I beat you to it,” Phil led Dan to the lounge, then let go of Dan’s hand and ordered dinner. Dan sat down in his sofa crease and started up the console.

“I’m going to destroy you,’ Dan promised. “We’ll see about that!" Phil grinned over at Dan. ”Oh there’s no doubt I’m better than you at Mario Kart 8," Dan answered. 

“Just like when I was telling you about the Gear Pokemon and Nosepass?" Phil grinned and grabbed a controller. “Shut up and let the master show you how it’s done," Dan retorted. “You definitely mean me," Phil replied. ”Shut up,” Dan said. They started their game, and a few minutes later there was a knock on the door. “Pizza! Phil go get it,” Dan paused the game. “On my way" Phil ambled down the stairs.

The Big Announcement:

“So while we’re overjoyed by the prospect of this new turn our lives have taken, and yes Phan is finally real... Kudos, to the ones who figured it out beforehand. Be mindful of what you’re asking. This is still new to us," Dan said, taking on the ‘Uncle Daniel’ persona, and speaking as if he were in the Internet Support Group portion of one of his videos.

“And Everyone gets a gold star, and snacks, lots and lots of snacks!!!!" Phil chimed in, his eyes sparkling. ”Also, our families are dealing with the news, and they’re very supportive, but don’t press them. Especially not Cath, Nigel, or Martyn, or Cornelia. And us, we’re still dealing with our feelings, our emotions.... But so far, so good. We’ve managed to hold hands and not injure ourselves," Dan held up their hands for the world to see.

It was during their live show, their much anticipated collaboration live show. Congratulations, I Told You So’s, and much more flooded in. They ended their show, and turned off the laptop.

Both breathed a sigh of relief.

“Well that went as well as expected. We’re so going to be trending. Probably top eleven," Dan said. “I can’t wait," Phil replied. He leaned over, cupped a hand under Dan’s chin. “More practise," Phil said, and covered Dan’s lips with his own. “Mmmmm...” Dan spluttered, but gave in and closed his eyes. Enjoying the small amount of pressure applied. They pulled apart. “That-That was...” Dan couldn’t think of any adjectives, nouns, or even verbs to clarify just how that kiss had made him feel. And he felt as if his wholesomeness had yet more light being pumped into it, almost overtaking the dark part of his soul.   

“WOW!" Dan said, and he kissed Phil. “Mmm...” Was Phil’s only response as he too melted into the kiss, and he felt as if his whole being was lit up with butterflies, fireworks, a few exploding confetti cannons. Happiness, unbridled happiness poured through each pore, each orifice of his body. He didn’t think he could contain it all, and put his arms around Dan, pulling him closer. He sat Dan down on his lap and then he pulled away. ”I-I-I love you?" Phil gasped out.

“And I love you, you twat," Dan answered.

“Reasons why Dan’s not a fail...YAY!” Phil grinned up and over at Dan. “I over think, I under sleep, but I manage to keep you on your toes," Dan playfully rapped. “And wet you just like need a cuddle,” Phil added. “That was gross, yet flattering,” Dan responded. “Thank you. I had to think on the fly,” Phil retorted, his eyes sparkling, and his smile, widening. 

“You’re such a dork,” Dan said, and playfully punched Phil’s shoulder.

“What was that for?” Phil asked, rubbing his shoulder. “For, for, nothing? For everything? I don’t know,” Dan slid off of Phil’s lap, and back into the sofa crease. “Don’t shy away. Please?” Phil took Dan’s hand again, and squeezed it in a reassuring way. “I love you so much,” Dan sighed, and turned away. “So do I. I return those feelings wholeheartedly,” Phil answered. “I hope this is real, and not something my brain’s conjured up to torture me,” Dan said, and let out a shuddering breath.

“Of course not. If it was a brain conjuring upper thing, I would be... I’d be....Not me. I’d never trip, I’d never gleek. You’d be stuck in this weird paradigm, this strange parallel," Phil tried to reassure Dan. “Yeah. Yeah. That’s true. Unless.... You’re Fernando trying to trick me,” Dan let a glimmer of a smile back onto his face. Phil shook his head. “Fernando? I guess you’d be Daniel-X-Dream,” Phil retorted. “Silver hair and all,” Dan said, and looked down at his black on black ensemble.

“You let the waves come back. I missed those curls,” Phil said. “Only because I”m done straightening my hair, but I’d miss it if you went back to not dyeing your hair black,” Dan said. “Which is never going to happen, as I like my black hair and straightening my hair. And I’m thirty, so I’m beyond saving,” Phil retorted. “Never!” Dan affected, as he placed his hand over his heart. Phil furrowed his brows, trying to figure out Dan’s meaning.

“Never too old,” Dan clarified, and Phil nodded. “Good to know,” Phil said, and he too breathed a body shuddering sigh. “You thought I’d be disgusted by you, just because you’re thirty?” Dan asked. “I’m old. You’re still in your twenties. I can’t compete,” Phil said. “OML! Hell no! You’re stuck with me mate,” Dan answered, and leaned into Phil’s personal space. ‘Accept it,” Dan said, and he kissed Phil again. This time it was a quick reassuring kiss. “This I can definitely live with," Phil said as they pulled apart 

Visitors:

“Hey Bro! Philly!” Martyn called out, pulling Cornelia behind him. It was the next day and Martyn had texted saying he and Cornelia were on their way to the guys’ flat. “Upstairs,” Dan and Phil called out in unison. Cornelia smiled. They were one of the first ones to witness ‘Phan in action’, with their own eyes. Perhaps not the very first ones, as Chris, PJ, and Louise, and even Cat over in America had witnessed their own versions of the ˜Phan Phenomenon”, as Twitter had dubbed it, for themselves.

“You’d Better Be Decent!” Martyn called back. “I’m as Decent As They Come! It’s Dan who’s got questionable Morals!” Phil sang out. “Hey!” Dan retorted. “I’m not in the least bit.... Dan! Dan! Put the cutting board down! Release! Release!!!!”

Martyn and Cornelia found the two in the kitchen covered head to toe in flour, Dan brandishing a purple cutting board, and Phil raising his arms and playfully fending him off. Cornelia had her hands on her hips, but she was laughing so hard she could barely contain herself.

“Soooo you were out in public with Chris, and PJ, and Louise the other night and you held hands and kissed?” Martyn just jumped right into it, stopping the fight, and the cutting board clattered onto the counter, creating a loud bang. Both guys turned around and sheepishly faced the older pair. “Y-Yeah,” Dan spluttered out. “Good for you!” Martyn stepped into the kitchen and slapped both of them on their backs, and floury dust clouds flew into the air.

“I’m so pleased!” Cornelia said in English, then went over, and made them bend down a little, and she wrapped one arm around each of their necks and sobbed into their shoulders, as she spoke rapidly in Swedish. “There, now see what you’ve done? You’ve broken my girlfriend,” Martyn, looked quite amused. He was now sitting up at the table arms crossed. “Hey, food’s almost ready, Dan set the table,” Phil directed. “Consider it done Mon cheri,” Dan answered. 

“Oh! French!” Cornelia, peeled herself off of the two tall men, whom she considered younger brothers. She sat beside Martyn, and they too held hands. Dan expertly set the table, and Phil brought the food over. “Dig in,” Phil said in a nervous voice. “This is great,” Cornelia said after the first bite. “Nothing like Mum’s, but she’d be pleased,” Martyn conceded. “Martyn! You’re terrible,” Cornelia slapped a hand across his shoulder. “Wow, she’s bossy like you,” Phil muttered.  

“What was that?” Dan asked. ”Nothing,” Phil grinned. Dan grinned back. The four ate in silence. Afterwards, after Dan and Phil had cleaned up, it was time for a few card games. “Poker, I want a chance to win some of your dosh,” Martyn said. “You wish,” Phil retorted and the four went into the lounge. Dan cut the cards. It was definitely a pleasant evening.

Early the next morning:

Phil collapsed face first on Dan’s other pillows in his bed; waking him up. Dan, rolled over, looked at the clock; groaned and looked over at Phil. “What are you doing? It’s not even midday,” Dan’s voice was rough from sleep. “I can’t sleep. The sky’s awake, so I’m awake. Wanna build a snowman?” Phil looked up with pleading in his eyes. “Did it start snowing all of a sudden?” Dan slowly reached out and ruffled Phil’s hair. Phil smiled a little, his eyes alive and shining. “Nope. It’s just a few lines from Frozen, Phil answered.

“I can’t believe I let you watch that piece of filth,” Dan grumped.

“You didn’t. I, as a fully fledged adult, plunged myself into that universe. And I’m not even sorry I did,” Phil answered.

“I can’t tell,” Dan sarcastically answered. He prepared to go back to sleep, and felt a weight on his shoulders. Phil’s arm was around him. “I’m going back to sleep now. You can join me, but we’re definitely not sleeping together, only together-together, because I’m not kicking you out of my bed. A: Because I’m too tired to do so. B: Because I’m a lazy asshole,” Dan powerpointed.

“Okay,” Phil snuggled up against Dan, and Dan drew the slightly shorter man close to him, and wrapped all his limbs about him. “Now close your eyes, and count sheep, or hippos, or whatever you’re on this month," Dan said, as he breathed in and out and Phil did the same. “I’m counting chickens,” Phil said in a low voice. “Count chickens then," Dan said, and kissed Phil’s cheek. “One cock-a-doodle-doo...” Phil started. “I thought you said chickens?" Dan asked, his voice getting sleepier. “The roosters are quite ‘fowl’,” Phil said, his own voice lowering as he drifted back to sleep. “Indeed they are,” Dan smirked, and the two men fell fast asleep again.  

Midday; same day:

“Rise and shine Phil,” Dan turned off the alarm, and nudged Phil’s still prone body. “I don... wanna...I wanna s’eep,” Phil slurred.

“It’s midday, time for cereal. You did order me some more cereal didn’t you?” Dan asked. “Go and see,” Phil sat up, and he pulled his glasses back on. Dan raised suspicious eyebrows at his flatmate/significant other. Dan walked into the kitchen. Not only did he have boxes of cereal awaiting him, but there were gigantic red bows on the front, and a small bouquet of flowers, and small boxes of assorted chocolates.

“Hell has sent me an angel, in the guise of choccies! Truly Satan loves me!” Dan sang out. “If Satan’s your main man, then what am I?” Phil folded his arms across his chest.

“You’re my...angel? So like Satan’s on one side, and you’re the good one?” Dan tried to explain.

Phil burst out laughing, ”Great....Yeah.....Roman Catholicism would be tearing me a new arse right about now,”  

“Oh yeah, I forgot you believe in God, or whatever,” Dan waved his hand about. “And you’re Agnostic. We still work, and I haven’t been to church in forever. Don’t sweat it. God still loves me, it’s those danged priests,” Phil answered.

Dan burst out laughing this time. “Priests? Don’t you mean clergy?” Dan asked. “Nope, we’re still Catholic, so priests is a relevant term,” Phil answered.  

“So glad we can discuss religion without being ticked off with each other,” Dan said. “Me too,” Phil answered. “Now eat,” Phil spoke again.

“I love the flowers too by the way. I finally have someone to buy me flowers and chocolate. Did you do something to the computer in the office?” Dan was suddenly suspicious.

“No! I just thought you’d like them is all,” Phil answered. “Okay then,” Dan made his cereal, and walked into the lounge. Phil coming in behind him a few minutes later. “You think I‘d buy you chocolate and flowers every time I did something wrong?" Phil asked.

“That’s exactly what you’d do. You’d be stereotypical,” Dan answered.

”Cliche?” Phil asked, he pushed out his lower lip and gave Dan a sad look.

“Like that look, right now,” Dan affirmed, and smiled affectionately over at him. “I reckon,” Phil sighed with contentment, and took a bite of his own cereal.

“Since we’re together-together, you know the holding hands kind of together; shouldn’t we share cereal? No more his/his cereal, more of ˜our own’ cereal,” Phil spoke up.

“I’m not ready for that kind of commitment just yet,” Dan answered, hand over his heart. “Until you are, I’ll be there for you,” Phil answered in kind.

“You know we’re debating cereal. Right?” Dan wanted to make sure. “Yeah,” Phil responded. “As long as you know that,” Dan patted Phil’s head affectionately.

They padded to the lounge, not daring to hold hands, as they might become klutzy in that moment and spill everything everywhere.  And so the day went, they ate, they watched Anime, and they enjoyed each other’s company. Loving how well their hands seemed made for each other. “I could get used to this,” Phil murmured. “Well better just get used to it then. Because, well, this shit isn’t going away any time soon,” Dan answered.

Dan did everything with his whole heart, and since he realised he was now in love with Phil, he wouldn’t be getting out of this any time soon. “I’m not arguing with you,” Phil decided. “You’re never going to win,” Dan retorted.  

Phil opened his laptop and pressed a button, “Hi... So... my name is.... [Dan]....” Phil gave Dan a triumphant smile. “AGH! No! Shut It Off! My Ears!” Dan threw a cushion at the laptop, nearly toppling it over. “That’s bullying, and bullying isn’t nice. Not even in a relationship,” Dan frowned at Phil.

“Sorry,” Phil looked anything but apologetic. “Delet that right now! In fact, delet yourself,” Dan countered. ”Then you wouldn’t be able to hold my hand, or make me buy you flowers whenever you’re angry with me,” Phil counter replied. “That’s true,” Dan mused. They continued with eating their cereal. 

The next day:

Dan awoke to immense pressure squeezing his middle, and a long leg wrapped around his lower body, causing a rather painful erection, which was bad enough, but having to use the bathroom made it extra painful. “Really?” Dan muttered as he tried to wiggle out of the vise like grip. He got squeezed tighter. “What’d I say about the ‘no sleeping together’ rule I put up? You know....boundaries?” Dan said through gritted teeth, as he lost the battle.

“Mmmm....Mummy I want the rest of the Crunchy Nut Cereal. Please... But, Mummy I don’t want to go to school...” Phil sleep talked.

“Great,” Dan grimaced. He gave an almighty push, and he was free. “Damn pheromones,” Dan muttered as he did his business and hunkered back into bed. Immediately he was grabbed, and held like one would hold a teddy bear.

Dan gritted his teeth, found his own bear, and wedged it between them. Instantly the bear was grabbed by Phil and held close to his chest. “Heyyy...Phil?” Dan nudged him. “Hmm?” Phil lazily asked as he sleepily opened an eye. “What in the world are you doing in my bed?” Dan said, sounding a bit like Shrek.

“I got lonely, and I just crawled into bed. I didn’t really touch you, and we’re not having...You know....” Phil yawned so loud, Dan was sure the walls were going to rattle. Sometimes Phil sounded like Godzilla. Dan yawned as well, since yawns were found to be contagious.

“Ready to finally wake up?” Dan asked. “Coffee?” Phil asked. “Alright,” Dan answered, and got out of bed, padding to the kitchen, and starting the coffee maker. “It’s a good thing I love you!” Dan called over his shoulder, and he was engulfed in a backwards hug. “And I think it’s great that you do! You make me smile,” Phil answered. “BLEH! Not so early in the morning!” Dan begged, as he rummaged about in the fridge, putting bacon, sausage, some eggs and a loaf of bread on the counter.

“Baked beans,” Phil offered. “You want a typical English Breaky?” Dan asked, as he ‘lubricated’ the pan. “Yes please!” Phil, went to lean against the counter, arms folded across his chest. “What am I the housewife in this relationship?” Dan asked. “No of course not. We’re not assigning stereotypical roles. We share the responsibilities fifty/fifty. And manipulate each other in doing what we want. Like me wanting a real English Breaky,” Phil pointed out.   

Dan moved his head side to side in acknowledgement. “Fine by me, but if we have kids, like, in the far future; I’m not ‘mum’. Get it?” Dan waved the spatula about, as he gesticulated.

“I get it,” Phil ducked as the spatula flew out of Dan’s hand and over Phil’s head, hitting the wall in the dining room. Phil raised an eyebrow and went to fetch it. He returned it to the sink and went back to leaning against the counter. Dan cracked a couple of sunny side up eggs, and then some  tinned baked beans went inside a pot. He stirred them up. He then made some toast, while Phil got out the butter and jam.

“Strawberry and orange marmalade, ”Phil announced. Coffee’s ready!” Phil clapped his hands and got out the mugs. Dan got the pastel unicorn mug, and Phil got the cat whiskers mug. Dan made his own coffee, and Phil added in stuff with his own coffee. “Ahhh....” Both sighed in relief as the caffeine hit their bloodstreams.  

“Much better,” Dan said, as he finished making the breakfast, and put it on a plate. They ate in relative silence, both checking their media sources. Just then Phil reached out his foot to play “footsie’ with Dan. “Ouch! You’re not meant to mash my foot,” Dan looked over his phone at Phil. “Sorry!” Phil said. “It’s okay. I’ll try,” Dan said, and ended up kicking the chair. “Ouch!” Dan exclaimed again. Dan’s foot made it up to Phil’s shin.

“Footsie, Dan, footsie...” Phil rubbed his foot against Dan’s ankle. “We’ll practise that too,” both said in unison as they returned to their phones, finished up and then turned on their laptops.

Lunch (Or a variant thereof):

It was about three pm or so, they were having ‘lunch’, having had ‘breakfast’ at eleven they’d tweeted, and Wattpadded, and all sorts of media. Now they were sitting watching Iwatobi Swim Team, and afterwards starting a Steven Universe Marathon.

“Live show,” Phil put a palm to his forehead. “Is it Thursday?” Dan asked. “Yeah, and we’ve been so busy. Wanna join or shall I fly solo?” Phil reached over and kissed Dan’s cheek before standing up. I’ll let you fly solo for this one. I need to prep for my next live show,” Dan answered. “Alright, see you in about forty-five minutes. Give or take a few seconds for the camera to actually behave and shut down like it’s supposed to,” Phil ambled towards his room.

“One day we’ll have a maisonette,” Dan said to himself.

In Phil’s room:

“One day we’ll have enough storage in a maisonette, and I’ll get a fish,” Phil said to himself. He started his live show.

In the lounge:

Dan was casually going through the classifieds, and sipping some coffee. What would happen next in this flat? More cracks? More gas leaks? Phil setting more things than their oven mitts on fire? If something else happened, they were moving, no argument. He hummed under his breath. Just then Phil came back in. “Dog, Doggo, get a dog....” Phil muttered. ”What?” Dan asked, looking confusedly at Phil. “Loads of people are telling us to get a dog,” Phil shrugged and answered.

“Well we can’t; because we’re renting,” Dan answered. “I told them that, you told them that. But they just won’t listen,” Phil shook his head. “Are you feeling tension?” Dan asked.

“I reckon I am,” Phil sat down with a slight huff under his breath. “Well, don’t worry it’ll be okay. Don’t mind the pushy subscribers. Just love them as much as you can,” Dan was in ’therapy mode’.

“I don’t usually mind the pushy ones, but it’s just that they won’t give up sometimes,” Phil shrugged. “They’re young, some as young as eleven. And everyone has an opinion. Even the older ones, but they’re of the silent majority. Take it as it comes,” Dan patted Phil’s shoulder.

Phil silently nodded. “Massage?” Dan suddenly asked, surprising Phil, who kept nodding. “Okay then, I’ll massage you first. Then you return the favour,” Dan said. Phil nodded, and positioned himself on the floor.

Dan slid behind him, so that Phil was between his legs. “Oh you’re tense,” Dan kneaded his partner’s shoulders, and then his neck. “Oh that feels so good!” Phil sighed in contentment. “You’re all knotted up,” Dan said. “Yeahh....” Phil answered. “Just relax,” Dan said, and massaged further down. “Just don’t touch my feet,” Phil pleaded.

“If I promise to be really gentle?” Dan asked in return.

"I’m really ticklish though,” Phil was unsure. “I know you are. There’s not much I don’t know about you. We live together for Christ’s sake,” Dan retorted. “Yeah I know, it’s just...” Phil blushed all the way to his neck. “There, there, Philly,” Dan lightly ruffled his hair. 

“You always know just what to do,” Phil said. He leaned his head back and smiled up at Dan. “You bet your sweet arse I do,” Dan acknowledged. “We’re psychically connected,” Phil said. “Of course, we’re two nerds,” Dan reaffirmed. “That we are,” Phil grinned, as Dan finished the massage.  

“My turn,” Dan spoke up.

“What makes you think I want to massage you?” Phil tried to wink at Dan, and Dan just grunted up at him, and ‘winked’ back.

“You’re an idiot,” Dan affectionately said.

“I”m an idiot sandwich,” Phil corrected. “Only some days,” Dan answered, as Phil slid in behind him, and he slightly put pressure on Dan’s waist, sort of locking him in, and started the massaging process.

Neck first, and then on to the shoulders. Dan didn’t flinch. He, almost never flinched when Phil played with his neck. Except for one time, but that had been for show. Phil, kneaded the neck, and rolled the skin in gentle balls, between his thumb and forefinger.

“How is it that you’re not a master masseur?” Dan asked. “I don’t know, I kinda just like making YouTube videos,” Phil answered, as he moved to Dan’s shoulders and then down his back. “Much better,” Dan said, as he wriggled a little. “Feeling uncomfortable?” Phil asked.

“Yeah, I think I’m finished with this massaging thing,” Dan answered and they stood up. “Well that was entertaining for a bit, glad we hashed things out. What time is it?” Dan looked at his phone. “Nearly five,” Phil answered, also looking at his phone. “Dinner time!” They said in unison.

A week later....

Phil was watching a video on YouTube, and Dan was in the kitchen. Phil was watching something called ‘The Book of Life’, and it featured clips of the two of them, and the voiceover was incredible. So incredible he was moved to tears. He sniffed a little, and then he started ugly crying when it got to: “It doesn’t mean I’m nobody, cause I care....”

He blew his nose into the tissue, and continued: “But there is a line, that when you cross it, you know, that, that really hurts. You told me, nobody wanted you, okay we get that. But then you have the nerve to tell me that there is no such thing as, happiness or love, right there, I know that is a lie. You tell me that happiness and love is a lie, right now you’re lying to me when you say that, because I know happiness; I know love...” Phil’s eyes leaked more tears. 

He wiped his eyes across his sleeve. The video continued its litany: “Something’s happened along the way.... Fairy tales are not lies, they’re supposed to inspire you....” “Dang straight,” Phil agreed with the video. “Phil? Hon? Are you okay?” Dan had a worried look on his face, a dish towel in his hand. Phil looked up with tear streaked cheeks, and he nodded. “I’m fine. Just this video...” Phil answered, and hiccoughed.

“And I will write yours and mine at the same time...” The video continued. “Life is hard, writing your book of life, is gonna be difficult....” The video got muted. “Oh Philly,” Dan sat next to Phil and muted the video. “I’m not that person anymore; I’ve seen this video. I believe in fairy tales. I believe in love. I believe in it all, and it was all because of you. You know that, don’t you; you ass?” Dan smiled over at his partner, and wiped the tears off his face

“I’m sorry, it’s just that this video really explains us. What friendship is, what our awkward relationship is, I....” Phil turned away.

”You’re brave Phil. And for a while you were the only brave one. You fought for me every chance you could get, and you still do. But after awhile, I took up that mantle too. I defend us both as well. We’re partners, we’re in this together. Try and get rid of me. Just try, and by damn, I will claw my way back to you. Do you understand me you oaf?” Dan asked.  

“Oaf?” Phil questioned, though his lips parted in a semi-smile. “Oaf, ogre, warlock, whatever,” Dan answered, as he hugged Phil, and ruffled his mate’s hair. “You’re sure?” Phil asked.

”As sure, as I know that pastel is a wonderful look, that black’s a great colour, and you’re my friend, my soulmate,” Dan said. “Oh no, you’ve gone all cute, and lighthearted,” Phil said. “Because, you wanker, I love you,” Dan said, and patted Phil’s knee. “Yeahh....” Phil responded, and laid his head on Dan’s shoulder, and put his hand through Dan’s.

Dan squeezed it, and he let out a sigh. “Now watch something sillier,” Dan demanded.

“O-Okay,” Phil gulped, and he wiped his face off. “Did you just call  me ‘Hon’?” Phil asked. “You just now realised that? I guess it just slipped out,” Dan shrugged, as he squeezed Phil’s hand again.

“What do I call you?” Phil asked.

“Anything you want,” Dan answered.

“Sweetie?” Phil tried.

“No, your mum calls me Sweetie. It’d just be weird if you said it to me too,” Dan answered. “Sugar pie?” Phil tried out, affecting a ‘Texan’ voice.

“Do I slap you now or later?” Dan questioned.

“I’ll think of something so romantic it’ll knock your socks back on,” Phil decided, and got quiet again.

“If you watch that Phan 2009 song again, I’ll knock your socks off, and hide them,” Dan threatened. 

“Not the mismatched socks!” Phil said.

“Did you just sound like Gingy, and make it sound like ‘Not the gumdrop buttons’?” Dan asked. “Well with how many times you’ve watched Shrek, and made me watch it; I like Gingy the best,” Phil answered.

“Fair point. But Shrek is my ultimate O.T.O.,” Dan said.

“OTO?” Phil questioned.

“One True Ogre,” Dan said.”

Hm...As long as you’re not so obsessed with him, that you leave me all alone,” Phil said.

“Who knows what’ll happen? Maybe Shrek will have a crush on me, and we might take up housekeeping. Forget Fiona, and the triplets. It’ll be Dan and Shrek 4-evs,” Dan emphasized as he smiled slightly. “I’m slightly jealous. Maybe Fiona and I will form our own love bond with Donkey and Dragon,” Phil was planning it out in his head.

Dan raised an eyebrow. “A foursome with bestiality? I don’t condone that!” Dan lectured.

“Yeah well, you’ll be busy housekeeping with an ogre,” Phil argued good naturedly.

“Whoa, slow down there Phil. No need for hostility,” Dan smiled. Phil smiled back.

”Nah, I like what we have going on here,” Phil decided.

“I’m with you. But should Shrek ever come to life...No promises,” Dan said. “Deal,” Phil answered.

“What’s next?” Dan asked

“We do whatever we want to do,” Phil said.

“I like being a responsible adult,” Phil continued. “Well let’s look at the classifieds and see if there’s any good prospects out there for living space,” Dan suggested.

“Tired of living in this fire hazard?” Phil asked.

“I’m tired of the constant drilling,” Dan said.

“Me too, and the sex noises and whatever else is going on here. Reckon I could eat through the walls?” Phil grinned.

“Well they are made out of rice paper,” Dan shrugged.

“If I were desperately hungry...” Phil mused. Dan rolled his eyes.

“You’re a bonafide twat,” Dan gave him a section of the classifieds.

“Can we look up maisonettes? I’ve always been curious about them,” Phil started.

“They’ve got loads of storage,” Dan said.

“Is that the deciding factor?" Phil asked.

“Yep,” Dan nodded, and left it at  that.

“Storage and space, and how many bedrooms?” Phil asked.

“Two? Three? As long as we have storage and space,” Dan repeated that last part.

“Three, one for us; one for the office, and one for in case we have guests,” Dan outlined his perfect living space.

“Sounds good. But we’ll still have to be in London. Hopefully on a quieter road, and absolutely No Drilling,” Phil emphasized.

“And no lost lovers,” Dan decidedly put out in the air.

”A lounge, and maybe we can find one with a wall that is so beyond cool, and opens up that I can use for my own personal office,” Dan said, as they looked over the classified paper ad.

”And, most importantly, our joint office has got to be clear of a neighbors’ bedrooms,” Phil added.

“Right, and a maisonette is made up of levels. It’ll be a totally odd flat,” Dan put in.

“Which will be perfect for me, because....What d’you know? I’m odd,” Phil grinned.

“Yeah you are. But that’s okay, I think I’ll keep you around for a bit longer,” Dan said.

“Stop being romantic. It’s creepy,” Phil pseudo scoffed.

“Right. Fine.I’ll be ‘mean’ to you,” Dan responded.

“Lol Rant?” Phil asked.

“I’ll go on a ‘Lol rant’ just for you,” Dan said.

“YAY!” Phil clapped his hands.

“Must you ‘Yay’ at everything?” Dan asked. 

“Yep,” Phil answered.

“Okay then. What shall I get on to you about this time? Not cereal. That’s an overused cliché,” Dan mused.

“Ohhh ohhh ooooohhhhh Pick Me!” Phil raised his hand.

”Yeah? You with the black hair,” Dan pointed out.

“What about my lense pot?” Phil bit his lower lip.

”What about your lense pot?” Dan asked.

“Think of something,” Phil prodded.

“Did you drop it down the sink?” Dan asked.

”I don’t remember,” Phil responded.

“Let me think of something to ‘LOL rant’ at you about,” Dan said.

”Something that will make me properly ashamed, and curl up into a ball,” Phil responded.

“Not now. I’m stuck for ideas,” Dan decided.

“I should be over all the butterflies,” Phil started singing Parmore out of nowhere. “I’m into you, I’m into you,” Dan finished, and grinned.

“I like this song,” Phil said.

“I do too,” Dan said, and they turned on Phil’s laptop and the song came blaring out of the speakers. 

“I should be over all the butterflies....” Phil said.

“And baby even on our worst nights, I’m into you. Let them wonder how we got this far, because I don’t even need to wonder at all....” Dan sang back.

Phil rolled his eyes and opened his arms, putting the laptop to one side. Dan cuddled into Phil’s side.

“You felt the weight of the world fall off your shoulder,” Phil whispered in Dan’s ear, as he put an arm around Dan’s whole body.

“I’m into you....” Dan sang back.

“Let’s just stay here and sing,” Dan said.

“Sounds good to me,” Phil acknowledged.

“It’s a peppy song,” Dan added.

“I know. Something I didn’t think you would listen to,” Phil said.

“I like it. It’s not MCR or anything, but it’s not bad,” Dan answered, and snuggled closer.

“You’re too soft,” Phil said.

Dan punched Phil’s knee, “Too soft?”

“OUCH!" Phil, rubbed his knee with his hand. “Never mind,” Phil said.

”That’s right. I’ve got a reputation to uphold. Put it on a loop,” Dan said.

“Fine by me,” Phil said, and did as he was told.

“After all this time, I‘m still into you,” Phil grinned.

And that’s how they spent their evening.  

The End.

[blueneonlightshow-blog]

Memory Spells

Star angrily stared at her book, annoyed at how boring and dry the information was. There were some advantages to being a foreign exchange student from another dimension, she supposed. She could go sightseeing, spend time with new people, make new friends, explore Earth culture… unfortunately flunking every class wasn’t an option. Summer was coming soon and because she lacks the basic Earth knowledge that a fourteen year old should know, she didn’t even bother to try in school. For her, school was more of a place to socialize and bring a little fun into the lackluster environment, so when she heard she’d have to spend her entire summer at school, she decided to study her butt off for her last tests to avoid such a punishment.

Well… she tried.

Star groaned in frustration. “Whyyyyy do I have to study any of this? All I see is words. No pictures! Where’s the fun in that?” She lay her head on the desk, contemplating whether she should just take summer classes. “If I do go to school during the summer, I won’t have to study right now… buuuut during the summer? And away from Marco!? I mean that’s not even fair! We could do so. Much. Just in one day. And three months of no school? That sounds amazing, spending all that time with Marco...” Her sentence faded as she spoke, thinking about the fun possibilities she and Marco will have during the summer. “Heh… an entire summer with Marco… that’ll be fun…” she said with a small smile. A small blush came across her cheeks.

“Star? You need anything?” Marco’s voice called from outside the door.

She snapped back to reality, reminding her of the book she had to read. She groaned. “I need to not take summer classes!” she yelled back.

“Well, I did warn you about this,” he said as he entered the room. “Maybe I can help you study?”

“Nah, that’s okay. I got this.”

“Is that why your head is on your book?”

Star lifted her head and sighed. “Your Earth knowledge is so boring, Marco. I don’t know how you manage to pay attention.”

Marco shrugged. “This stuff is kind of important when you’re an adult.”

She pointed to her book. “Like knowing what the distance is between Joey’s house and the top of a lamp post? Real important, Marco.”

The boy chuckled. “Okay, maybe not all of it is important. But you still need to know it if you want to pass your test.”

“Hmph. Stupid math.” She picked up her pencil and tried to focus. “Isn’t there some way I can just know all this without actually, you know… trying?”

“That’s not how it works, Star. You can’t magic your way out of this one.”

“I wish-” Star looked at her wand. “Wait… I can magic my way out of this!”

“Let me say that again. You shouldn’t magic your way out of this. Besides, that’s cheating!”

“Oh, c’mon, Marco! Don’t you want me to pass so that I don’t have to do summer school?” she pleaded with puppy eyes.

He sighed. “Do you even know what spell to use?”

“I’m sure I can figure it out. I’ll just test it on you first!” She pointed the wand at Marco.

“Wait, what!? Hold on! You can’t just-”

“Memorius instantanicus!” A pink light blasted Marco, stunning him in place for a moment before releasing him, dropping him to the ground. “Oops. Sorry, Marco.”

The boy sat up, holding his head. “Owww… what was that?” He looked around, examining the room. “Um......... What’s-”

Star pulled him up to his feet. “So? Did it work?”

Marco’s eyes widened as he looked at her. “Uh….”

“How do you feel?”

“Feel?”

“The spell. Do you feel any different?” she asked eagerly.

“Spell- what’re you talking about?”

“The one I just used on you, silly!”

“Uh...... right...... can I ask you something? Who are you? And where the heck am I?”

Star blinked. “Ohhhhhh...... I messed up.”

“Are we at your house? You’ve got a pretty big room,” he said in amazement. “How can your parents afford all this?”

“Actually Marco, this is your house… Okay, wait, wait, just… give me a minute. I need to find a spell that’ll make you remember everything,” she said as she tried to find the book of spells from under the bed.

“Marco?”

“Yup! That’s your name... c’mon, where is that stupid book?”

“Huh… Marco… and what’s your name?” Marco watched as the princess struggled to find the enormous book.

“Oh, I’m Star Butterfly! Sorry, just a second. Trying to find this book... gotta be around here somewhere...”

“Star Butterfly…” He looked around and saw some pictures of the princess on the desk. There was one of her with the Diaz family while the rest was of Marco and her doing silly activities together. He thought for a moment before asking, “So… was I your boyfriend or something?”

Star blushed, quickly standing to her feet. “W-what!?” she pulled herself up to her feet quickly. “What makes you think that?”

“I mean, there’s a lot of pictures of you and me here. And I guess this is my family. You must’ve meant a lot to me.”

“I-I mean, we weren’t- well, we’re p-pretty close, but I-I...” she stuttered.

Marco smiled. “I must’ve been pretty lucky to have you as a girlfriend.”

Star quickly turned around so that he couldn’t see her red cheeks and glowing pink hearts. “I-I…” Star thought for a moment. She needed to straighten everything out with him. She needed to make sure there was no misunderstandings. Besides, what if he remembers all of this when he gets his memory back? She’d prefer it if things weren’t awkward between the two.

The boy frowned at Star’s silence. “What’s wrong? Did I… oh… is… that not what we were?”

Then again…

Star turned away from Marco and laughed it off. “Haha, well, you know. It’s embarrassing when you say it out loud! I-I hope you’re not too freaked out right now, Marco...” she said, hoping she could sell her the act.

“Mmmmm not really. Just really confused is all. So I’m your boyfriend…” he repeated. A slight blush came across his face as he took another glance at Star. This didn’t go unnoticed as the princess also went a bit red. “So… how come I can’t remember anything?”

“Oh, well you see, I blasted you with a memory spell to see if it’ll help remember stuff, but I think I accidentally got rid of your memory. Sorry.”

Marco nodded. “Oohhhhh right, right. Now I get it- What the heck are you talking about? Memory spell?”

“Right, I should probably start from the beginning. I’m a magical princess from another dimension! And this is my wand.” She held up the item, tapping herself with it to change her clothes instantaneously. This way, Marco didn’t just think she was some nutty stalker girl.

The boy stared at her. “...You’re a magical princess?”

“Yup!”

“From another dimension?”

“Uh-huh.”

“With a magic wand?”

“That’s right.”

Marco was at a loss for words. Star didn’t seem to help much since she didn’t offer any sort of explanation at all. “...How… did we…”

“It’s easier if you don’t ask. Anyway, I can’t find my book of spells, so I can’t restore your memories. How about we go out for the day? Maybe that’ll help you remember things,” she suggested. Of course, she knew exactly where the book was. She just wanted to try going out on a date with Marco for once and live her desires as boyfriend and girlfriend. Besides, why pass up on an opportunity like this? One date won’t hurt.

Marco shrugged. “That sounds like a good idea to me... but... I don’t really know where anything is…”

Star beamed happily as she took Marco’s hand into hers. “Right this way!” She led them out of the house and into the city.

---

“A restaurant?” Marco asked as the two were seated in their chairs.

“Yup! We usually go here everyday after school. Recognize anything?”

Marco looked around, trying to find something that seemed familiar. “Mmmm… nope. Nothing.”

“Aww. Oh well. Since we’re here, we might as well eat!” Star seemed to be enjoying this a little too much. She was just happy they were able to go outside and walk the whole way while

holding hands, acting like a real couple. She was going to take advantage of this day for as long as she can before she has to reverse the spell. But that’s for future Star to worry about. Present Star just wanted to eat lunch with her best friend. Or rather, her ‘boyfriend’.

“I guess…”

The server came over to the table with a pen and pad in her hands. “How’s it going, you two? Are you ready to order?”

Star spoke up first. “Yes please! I’ll have your finest burritos please!”

“Burrito, gotcha. How about you, kid?”

Marco picked up the menu and looked over the choices available. “...Uh… Star? What do I like to eat?”

She scooted over right next to Marco, making him blush at their closeness. “Let’s see… oh! You always liked their tacos! Tacos with extra cheese.”

“R-really? Thanks, Star…”

“Got it. I’ll be back with your food soon.” The server left the two alone, smirking to herself at how adorable the two were together.

“Uh… Star?”

Star looked over to Marco when she realized what she was doing and quickly moved back. “Haha, sorry.”

“No problem… actually, Star… since I can’t remember… do you think that you could tell me how… you know. How we met and became boyfriend and girlfriend?”

The princess froze. “Erm… what now?”

“Well, you said you’re from another dimension. And you seem like a really nice girl. Beautiful, too…” he said with a blush. “I’m just wondering how we got together. If it’s not too embarrassing, that is.”

Star looked away, avoiding eye contact. “W-well…” How should she explain this? “We first met at school. I moved to Earth so I can practice using my wand since I made a tiny mistake back on Mewni.”

“Mewni?”

“It’s where I’m from. Anyway, I got to Earth and I needed a guide, so the principal got you to show me around! You didn’t really enjoy having me around at first. I made the first few hours pretty crazy for you.” She reminisced her time with Marco since the very beginning. “ I made a giant butterfly monster, a rainbow that almost burned down the school, laser puppies, made a hole in the middle of your room… You got pretty mad and didn’t want to be around me… Heh… I can’t say I blame you.” Star smiled at her memories. “But then after a bunch of monsters attacked me, you came to help. And after we beat them up, you changed your mind and said you wanted me to stay. Since then, you were my best friend.”

Marco seemed engrossed in the story. He had a silly grin on his face as he listened to the story. “We did a bunch of things together. We traveled to other dimensions, you taught me everything about how things work here on Earth, I would get us in some trouble… gave you a monster arm one time. That was pretty weird. We went to the Blood Moon Ball together…”

Marco looked curiously at Star. “Blood Moon Ball?”

“It was this whole thing that had to do with a prophecy. Whoever dances under the blood moon would have their souls bound together. Ha. Yeah, right. But it was fun. I went with my demon ex-boyfriend Tom because I thought he changed. Spoilers, he didn’t. Anyway, I went with him. Then you showed up to the ball and we had to dance under the blood moon…” She stopped, thinking about that moment. Thinking about how captivated she was at the mysterious figure that danced with her, only to find out it was her best friend. “I think that was the first time I started to fall for you.”

Marco said nothing. He simply listened, blushing as he heard more and more of Star’s story.

“At one point, we got into a fight and I was really annoyed with you because of… something stupid. I tried to apologize, but you were gone, so I searched everywhere for you. I was so worried at the time. I found you in Ludo’s castle… erm… he’s a monster. You were in there and I tried to free you, but I couldn’t. I made a deal with the guy in charge and destroyed my wand. It’s actually funny if you think about it. I had one job. Make sure the wand is safe. Buuuuut I destroyed it. It kept you safe though. And it all worked out for the better, cuz I got my new wand,” she said, holding up her cleaved wand.

“Anyway… well… point is, we had a lot of adventures, did a lot of things, and… well… I… fell in love with you…” she quietly muttered. She had her head turned. She wouldn’t dare let Marco see how red she was. “Anyway! There you go. That’s all you need to know,” she quickly said, trying to change the subject.

Marco sat there, face red and smiling. “...Wow…”

“Yeah…”

“Here you two go! One burrito and some tacos!” the waitress exclaimed, scaring the two kids as they almost fell out of their chairs. “Feel free to ask me if you need anything else.”

Star clutched her chest from the sudden surprise, giving a subtle glare at the woman. “Thanks.”

The two stayed rather quiet for the rest of the meal.

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The two walked back to the house. Star chew on her wand as she knew she’d have to reverse the spell soon. And she definitely wasn’t looking forward to that. She was starting to regret playing along on this date. What if she reverses the spell and Marco remembers everything that happened? She grew more nervous at the idea, gnawing even more on her wand.

“Star? You okay there? You’re chewing on your wand,” Marco pointed out, noticing her behavior.

Star quickly moved the wand away from her mouth and smiled. “Yeah, of course! Just uh… just nervous about not finding a spell to reverse the effects.”

Marco smiled. “Don’t worry. I’m sure it’ll work out eventually.”

“Heheh… yeah…”

The two made it home and made their way back upstairs into Star’s room. Star took a deep breath, trying to prepare herself for the possibilities that may happen. She pulled out her book from under the bed and flipped through the page, looking for the memory section of the book. She found the page that would restore memory-

“Wait a minute…” She read through the page again and again, but it still said the same thing. Were her eyes deceiving her? “This thing is saying I did the spell right the first time-”

A pair of lips met with Star’s. She gasped at what was happening. Marco was kissing her. She didn’t know what to do… except kiss back. The two held each other, taking in every moment of what was happening. Too soon for Star, the two pulled apart and stared into each other’s eyes.

Star lightly hit Marco. “You lied to me.”

He laughed. “Yes… yes I did. I thought maybe you’d learn your lesson if I pretended your spell didn’t work.”

“And that lesson is?”

“Don’t use spells carelessly.”

Star leaned in close again. “I think it worked out pretty well…”

Marco smiled. “I guess it did…”

The two shared another kiss.