saw this photo of dick and penis in love and then blacked out with inspiration, when i came to this was on my phone screen. extremely minor angst with immediate comfort, and a mild sexual ref. credit to the post and original photographer!!!
“OHGODOHGODOHGODAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
despite being a fan of rollercoasters, phil can get a bit dramatic when it comes to actually experiencing the notoriously exhilarating rises and drops. right now, phils squirming next to dan so furiously dans slightly worried he’ll somehow come loose from the rides harness. all the while, dans trying to focus on keeping his own breathing steady whilst taking in the view.
“DAAAAAANNNNNNNN WHY DID WE DO THIIIIIS” phils hand shoots out and grabs at dans, a move so instinctual they’ve previously spent several years of running the gaming channel expertly removing them.
maybe it was the adrenaline already pumping through his veins, maybe it was an emotional remnant of the last time dan and phil were on tour together. but somewhere deep within the recesses of dans brain, he thinks “what if someone sees us” and instantly felt the urge to wiggle out from phil’s grasp, retracting his hand
phil’s puzzling gaze whips over the harness bar, clocking that dan didn’t automatically grab phil’s hand back like he was holding onto the only life preserver left on a capsized boat, especially while phil was actively scrambling for dans comforting touch.
“bear what’s wrong?”
the ride continues up and up, his ocean eyes borrowing into dans soul, searching.
dan snaps back to the current moment. it’s 2024. he’s out and proud, with phil, on a tour celebrating Them and their audience over the past decade and a half. they aren’t Overt about it in any traditional sense, but they know everyone knows. and they’re still safe.
dans long fingers snake over phils wrist and slide effortlessly in between his partners fingers, molded by 15 years of repeated action.
“sorry bubby, i went somewhere else. got kinda freaked out for a moment there”
dan saw phils tensed face muscles soften, eyes communicating his understanding through their freaky telepathic link.
phil moves into second phase of Dan Retrieval™, cracking a joke to get dan out of his racing thoughts, bonus points if phil can get dan to refocus on him.
what wasn’t a part of phil’s plan was the ride halting with a slight jolt, building the ballooning anticipation for the Big Drop. phil makes the mistake of looking down, letting out a whimper through his slight pout.
“well, i’m Currently freaking out, so will you please be my brave and trusty steed and Don’t Let Go or i am going to scream your ears off and then you’ll be sorry.”
dan let out a light chuckle at phil’s bratting, rolling his eyes fondly at his princess baby angel as the widest smile spreads across dans face. it would be considered face gym if he weren’t so distracted by the adrenaline and transfixed by phils pretty face trying desperately to be brave. dan gives phil’s hand a reassuring squeeze, worries melting away in the kaleidoscope that is phil lester’s irises.
“bet i can scream louder” dan quips, they share a knowing look. anyways, dan versus phil is never ending, only momentarily paused.
rides are always more cathartic when you scream, anyways.
dan looks down. someone’s phone flash has gone off while he happens to be sporting this most goofy, blinding smile, and he doesn’t care one bit who sees it.
the, a final click as the ride releases with a whoosh!!
Tags: M/M, songfic (Fallin’ by Alicia Keys), theme: love, trust and hope, pre-smut, also Dan dancing and singing, words: 1188 (impulsively written)
Summary: Phil soothes Dan's pain like every best friend would.
I keep on fallin' in and outta love with you
Sometimes I love ya, sometimes you make me blue
Sometimes I feel good, at times I feel used
Lovin' you, darlin', makes me so confused
Dan groaned. He needed something to clear his head and get up but he just wanted to keep listening to the song in his bed. The memory of it came out of nowhere. It made his heart ache and flutter at the same time, the onset of a weird day beginning as sheets were ruffed up around him, just moments ago, before he uncoordinatedly grabbed his phone to sink back into it.
He dragged his body out of bed and hit repeat, big headphones on his ears, he turned up the volume making his way into the kitchen... It was too early. He needed some tea.
He felt the cold air in the kitchen as soon as he entered, making him regret not putting on something else besides his t-shirt and boxers. He closed the window, eyes skimming the freshly sprouting leaves on the trees in front of their building, a small smile on his lips as he started humming as the first chorus came back to him.
I keep on fallin' in and out
Of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
The cattle took too long so he closed his eyes and started swaying in rhythm to the song, silently singing.
“Oh, oh, I never felt this way
How do you give me so much pleasure
And cause me so much pain?”
His feet moved swiftly over the tiles as his movements got more into it, chest and shoulders moving back and forth as his arms started to raise, flailing a bit uncoordinated, his voice rising as he sang, “just when I think I've taken more than would a fool” his voice getting deeper “I start fallin' back in love with you.”
He sighed and opens his eyes to look at the cattle, stopping his movements, voice still singing as he filled up his cup. He dipped the tea bag a few times as his hips start to sway again, body not able to keep still as the chorus pulls him back in.
His voice was rising with a certain kind of affection in it as he continued.
“I keep on fallin' in and out
Of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you...”
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Phil leaned against the doorframe, smile ingrained on his lips as he watched Dan. He was tired just seconds ago, the need for a hot and sweet coffee dominating his mind and dragging his body into the kitchen until he got to see this, making him stop in his tracks.
He watched Dan passionately singing, with a voice still sleepy and rough, movements to slow to fully match the song, his heart made a flip. This was better than coffee.
He rested his head against the frame, chilly morning air not fitting his feelings and the heat in his chest and cheeks as he kept watching Dan, trying not to think too much of his mildly suggestive hip movements.
He was entranced by him. His eyes following Dans every body part move as he danced. This wasn’t the first time he had seen him like this but the last instance he could remember that came close to this was so long ago, the only thing he knew for sure, was that it wasn’t in London.
His mind wandered a bit, trying to put the pieces together, Dan’s voice never leaving him behind.
Phil got a small fright once Dan opened his eyes, not noticing him immediately as he kept making his tea and went on singing.
Phil was frozen, not sure if he should move, a part of him even questioning if he could, seeing that he just stood there as he continued to watch Dan sing and dance.
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Dan turned a bit, contemplating if toast now or later was the way to go as he noticed Phil.
He got a fright and froze on the spot, just for the second as the realisation hit him hard in his gut, eyes getting bigger, his voice got stuck in his throat. He spluttered and his heart took up speed, making him slightly dizzy.
He pulled his headphones down and crossed his arms protectively in front of his chest. He felt the heat on his cheeks as he muttered something amongst the lines of, “jesus fucking christ Phil,... way to be creepy.”
He turned away, body sinking in on himself as he eyed Phil’s reaction who just stood there, making him feel painfully awkward. Dan tried to focus on his tea, as embarrassment fueled his defence mechanisms, replacing it with empty, mindless anger.
He turned towards Phil again, a deep frown on his face as he spoke up, “What!?”
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Phil gulped as Dan discovered him, watching his confidence crumble. A pull in his chest making it hard to breathe, he just looked at him, to slow to react as the scene unfolded in front of him.
He bit his lip at Dan’s first remark, guilt flooding his brain before a certain kind of sadness settled within his bones again.
He witnessed Dan’s expression shift one more time before he was shouted at. A stinging pain in his chest causing his body to move into action, in need of distraction.
He mumbled a quiet, “sorry”, before he shifted towards the cabinet, getting a mug to make himself the coffee he yearned earlier, painfully avoiding Dan’s eyes.
He felt Dan beside him, maybe a meter away, a weird energy in the room, the space between them. His eyes were burning into the side of his head and once he had poured the water into the mug he turned slightly towards him. stirring with a spoon
His face wasn’t angry at Phil’s surprise, he just stood there, with a hurt expression as the music still quietly blared out of his headphones.
Phil didn’t think much before his next move, or actually, he did but if Dan was mad and hurt already this wouldn’t make it that much worse. He just wanted his cheeky Dan back, selfishness dominating his mind, he closed the distance between them.
Phil mumbled another “'m sorry” before his hand pulled Dan closer, their eyes met, full of uncertainty and something else. Something resembling hope.
He didn’t get to see Dan’s reaction because his own eyelids dropped as their lips connected.
It was a soft, short touch, making Phil feel panicked and calm at the same time. He meant to pull away from Dan’s motionless lips as his warm hands intervened with him.
He felt himself being pulled closer and moved back against the kitchen counter, lips finally moving against his.
A sound left his lips as he held onto Dan, their hands touching and searching as their kiss deepened, heat rising.
Their bodies melted into each other, any kind of tension and stress falling away, as they both fell back into the old way of loving each other.
