For Eyes Only
(My first oneshot and its sickeningly sweet and cliche.)
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Very little swearing.
Word count: 806
Phil Lester was always this badass punk with piercings and tattoos littering his body. He smoked cigarettes and drank alcohol. The boy had a streak of blue in the front of his jet-black hair. Rumors were always circulating about him, but Daniel wasn't sure if they were true or not. Daniel had seen Phil get into fights before and never once had Phil lost.
Daniel, being the absolute opposite of Phil, was small with curls in his hair and a flower crown resting gently atop. He wore pink most days, but it was always bright and colorful. He was the happiest person in the world when Phil never smiled fully, always a smirk.
Phil intrigued Daniel, he was so mysterious and Daniel just wanted to know more. It also didn't help that Daniel had a huge crush on Phil since 9th grade and they were now seniors.
Daniel was late to school again. On his way into the building, Daniel passed Phil who was smoking alone outside of the school. The curly haired boy was so enchanted by Phil that he tripped.
"Fuck." Daniel mumbled, scrambling to get his papers back in his binder. A large pale hand started picking up his books and the other hand was outstretched to Daniel.
"C'mon princess, I don't bite," Phil laughed when Daniel stared at his hand too long. Daniel placed his fragile hand in the other boys large one. Phil pulled the boy up gently and into him and whispered, "Hard."
That was the first encounter Daniel had with Phil. His calloused hand held Daniel's soft ones so gently that day, like if he squeezed he might break him. Daniel couldn't get the memory of Phil's lined blue eyes out of his head.
The next encounter came days later, Daniel's mom had to use his car while hers was in the shop and mother nature decided to hate him today because on his way home, it started pouring rain. Daniel curled in on himself trying to keep his things dry.
A motorcycle pulled up beside him and stopped, the driver, Phil, shouted "Hey princess! Need a ride?"
Daniel hesitated, but walked towards him. "Thanks," Daniel mumbled, blushing madly as Phil situated the strap of the helmet under his chin.
"No problem." Phil half smiled, letting his touch linger on Daniel's chin for a brief moment. The smaller boy climbed on the back of the motorcycle and clung tightly to Phil and gave him directions to his house.
Once arrived, Daniel unhooked the helmet strap and stood beside the motorcycle. "Um, do you want to come in and dry off, my mum is still at work?" He rocked back and forth on his feet awaiting an answer.
"Yeah, sure. I'm freezing so thanks." Phil said, hopping off and following the curly haired boy to the door. Daniel unlocked it and led Phil inside.
"I'll get you some dry clothes, okay?" Daniel smiled and Phil nodded, following him up the stairs to his room. Daniel's room was just as expected, a light yellow with plants and little decorations littered around. Daniel found Phil some sweatpants and a shirt and put their wet clothes in the dryer.
The two boys talked for a while and watched a movie together with a bowl of Doritos between them. The movie was a particularly scary movie and Daniel kept jumping. Phil noticed this, and put the chip bowl in his lap and slid over closer to Dan and wrapped an arm around him. Daniel smiled up at him, nestling his head into Phil's chest. He could hear the elder's heartbeat.
The movie ended and Dan looked up at Phil, only to find Phil looking down at him. Phil leaned down and cupped Dan's cheek and pressed his lips softly to Dan's. Dan felt the metal of his lip ring and the softness of his pink lips. He kissed back slowly and found Phil's hand, intertwining their fingers.
Later, Phil left still in Dan's clothes and Dan pulled on Phil's shirt which still smelled faintly of him.
At around 2 am, Daniel heard a noise outside of his window, so he got up to investigate. Outside he found Phil climbing the tree. "Phil! What're you doing?" He giggled.
"Coming to talk!" Phil smiled, a real smile. Once in Dan's room, he put his hands on Daniel's waist and whispered, "hey."
They laid in Dan's bed for a few minutes, Phil shirtless, talking about nothing before Phil blurted, "will you be my boyfriend?"
Daniel agreed, kissing Phil's lips and falling asleep in his arms.
Phil wasn't the person everyone thought he was, because months later he was singing One Direction and spinning Dan around his living room.
Phil kissed the smaller's cheek and whispered in his ear, "For your eyes only, I'll show you my heart."
