twenty five

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dan pressed his swollen lips to the crook beneath phil's jaw, his fingers brushing over the shadowed dip in his collarbone.

"maybe we should go back," he mumbled, his voice drifting across dan's consciousness like a raincloud. dan made a protesting sound in the back of his throat.

"no, stay."

phil sighed, winding his arms around dan's torso, rubbing his back slowly.

"i don't want you to get in trouble..."

dan shook his head, pressing his nose and cheek against his chest and closing his eyes.

"just stay a little longer."

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