it's wednesday the next day, which means it's phil's turn to wake up adrian for school. he sighs when he hears the alarm beeping loudly, his eyes squinting when he notices the curtains already drawn back, bright sunlight entering the room and painting the walls with a harsh glow.

his hand flies next to him and he blindly presses the snooze button on the alarm before
turning his head to look over to the other side of the bed, only to find it empty. he sighs, taking a deep breath before kicking the heavy duvet off his body and settling his bare feet on the cool wooden panels.

he stretches his arms behind his head, and picks his glasses off the side table before resting them lazily on his nose, letting out a soft yawn as he makes his way to the adjacent room, which belongs to adrian.

"don't tell your dad," his eyebrows furrow when he hears the statement come out of dan's mouth, and he scratches the back of his head slightly before leaning in the doorway.

"don't tell me what?" phil questions, his voice laced with sleep and he can see dan physically startle as he turns around, facing phil with wide eyes.

"o-oh! nothing um-"

"papa gave me breakfast in bed again," adrian pipes in sleepily, shoving a spoonful of cereal in his mouth and phil just shakes his head before letting a small smile stretch across his lips.

"dan i told you not-"

"i know phil but it's his fault! you don't know but he blackmails me a lot," dan squints his eyes slightly at their son and adrian just gives him a sheepish smile before running a hand through his wavy hair.

"adrian you're supposed to have breakfast on the dining, like us," phil pouts slightly and dan rolls his eyes at the statement, causing adrian to let out a short laugh.

"dad please, i've never in my entire life seen you and papa eating breakfast at the dining," he states and phil's cheeks flush before he responds.

"you've been with us for like two years! what do you know?"

"two years is a long time dad! don't be rude,"

"i'm not being rude i jus-"

"oh my god adrian it's six forty already! your bus will be here in twenty minutes and look at your face! get out of bed!" before the argument can continue, dan is pulling adrian out of his bed and pushing him inside the conjoint bathroom, opening his closet to take out his school uniform.

phil lets out another yawn, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he leans in the doorway, simply watching as dan tries to raid adrian's closet for a matching pair of socks. after a few minutes of searching and failing nonetheless, dan just sighs out of frustration, placing his hands on his hips and finally calling for help.

"darling, do you know where his socks are?" dan scratches the back of his head in confusion, as he turns his head to look at phil and phil just shakes his head, walking over to the younger boy and digging into the right corner of the closet to pull out a bag of socks.

"how did you find it?" dan still looks confused and slightly shocked because four out of five times, it is phil who looses track of where he kept certain things and not dan.

"babe, last sunday you were cleaning his closet and you said you'd keep the socks here and the underwear pile on the bottom shelf?" phil states as if it's obvious and dan's lips just form a small 'o' shape in realisation, before he slaps his forehead.

"i'm so old i have started forgetting things," dan rolls his eyes and phil just lets out a small laugh at his dramatic statement.

"you're only twenty one," phil points out cheekily and dan snorts before making his way to the older boy. phil just wraps his arms around dan's waist once he is standing closer to him, and dan rests his hands on phil's chest gently.

"it was my turn to wake up adrian today," phil reminds him, retracting one of his arms from around dan's waist, to push dan's messy hair off his forehead.

"i know," dan's eyes close appreciatively when phil's hand moves to cup his cheek, the pad of his thumb running across dan's bottom lip, and dan leans into his touch, heart racing already at the soft action.

dan sighs out of relief when phil tilts his head and presses a delicate kiss against his lips and dan's hands trail up from phil's chest to his neck, holding him in place as he attempts to deepen the kiss. their tongues touch briefly, teasingly as phil's hands move from dan's face, back to his waist and he pulls the lean boy against him, finger's gripping his hips softly.

"um, this is awkward," adrian mumbles quietly when he sees his parents relentlessly making out in front of his closet. dan jumps away from phil at the sound, his cheeks flushing when he notices adrian and phil just purses his lips, diverting his gaze towards the wall to avoid the situation.

"shut up adrian, go get dressed," dan's voice is slightly high pitched and adrian just wiggles his eyebrows like an annoying child before grabbing his clothes and disappearing into the bathroom again.

"god, i wish we would have adopted a younger child," dan rubs his forehead in embarrassment and phil just bites his lip to suppress his laughter.

"i heard that!" adrian's voice is slightly muffled and dan just groans in frustration before yelling.

"good, that was the plan!

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oh god wtf was this chapter