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anonymous asked:

What color are Lance's eyes? I cant figure it out because it's always drawn as a dot. Also I think Shiro is biracial bc his eyes are gray. I'm from SE Asia and I've met a lot of East Asians bc were in the same region. The common thing with us is our dark eyes (very dark brown). Anyone with a lighter eye color is presumed to have some Caucasian blood in them or wearing contacts, which I see a lot Japanese and Korean people do.

Lance has dark blue eyes! They’re a rather pretty color but it’s hard to see outside of closeups.

I took from two scenes to show that it doesn’t differ that much based on lighting- they’re not a really light blue color, they’re more of a deep blue.

Other characters whose eyes are usually represented with small irises and thus hard to see the color:

Coran’s eyes are a pale lilac color. Like Allura, he has a second color in the pupil, which is more of a pink.

And Hunk has dark brown eyes- his irises aren’t very small but his eye color is so dark they can seem black. 

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last homework of that chara design course I was taking. We had to choose an inanimate object so I chose peonies. The second picture, those first three, were the initial sketches from where I took the third design and adapted it another two times. At the end I still liked the discarded two so I lined them and colored them anyway

Nine Months - Harry Styles Imagine

No piece of mine has never had as much interest surrounding it as this one has, so thank you for expressing your excitement to me. I hope you’ll find it was worth the wait. (Protip: if you’re reading on mobile, ditch the app and read on Safari or Chrome instead, as the app is prone to close on longer pieces of text).

This one is dedicated to @permanentcross, simply because she’s the best. E has listened to me ramble on and on about this story for longer than anyone should have to. She’s the inspiration behind many things beneath the cut, all of which I will leave up to your own interpretation. 

Without further adieu, I present you with Nine Months…

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Valentine’s Day Special #2

Pair : Steve Rogers x Reader

8. You ask your best friend to pretend to be your boyfriend for your sisters couples dinner party. Requested by anon. 

Warning : Language

Word Count : 2,434

Three knocks, that’s all it took before Steve opened the door. He stood there, wearing a tank top and sweats, and his hair damped from sweat, which only meant he just came back from the gym.

“Hey, didn’t expect you here today.” He smiled, waving you in.

“I know, but I needed to talk to you.”

You walked in to his apartment, and plopped down onto his couch. His place was like your second home. You were always there, and if you weren’t, then you two were at your place.

“Beer?” He asked, walking to the kitchen.

“Nah, just water.”

Steve tossed you a water bottle, as he started back toward the living room where you waited.

You took a big swig of the water and felt the cold liquid trickle down your throat. Making you feel somewhat at ease.

“So what did you need to talk to me about?” Steve asked, leaning against the wall across from you.

For some reason you were feeling nervous. Which was strange. Steve was your best friend. You two were so close, you were able to talk to him about anything. He’s seen you in sweats with no makeup on. He’s helped you when you were a drunken mess. And yet, you were somehow nervous about this topic.

“Y/N.” he snapped his fingers, catching your attention. “You okay?”

You slowly nodded, running your hand through your hair. Something you did when you were nervous.

“So my sister is throwing a couples party tomorrow night, and when I RSVP’d a month ago, I was dating Jared-”

“The asshole.” He cut you off.

“Woah, language.” You teased.

He dramatically rolled his eyes and huffed. “Anyways, go on.”

“As I was saying, I told her I’d go and now she’s expecting me to be there.”

“So?” He drawled out.

You swallowed hard, meeting your best friends gaze.

“I was wondering if you can go as my fake boyfriend.” You slightly winced as the words finally fell from your lips.

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find yourself a lover who takes you on a first date like this

Marauders Headcanons #9

Some Sirius Black things:

-he was an absolute asshole. He laughed at kids who were different, he applauded James when he hexed random people for no reason, he designed pranks specifically to target people he didn’t like, often time for no good reason.

-After he was sorted into Gryffindor, his cousins wouldn’t talk to him. Every family event, every holiday, every time they passed in the halls, he would have to deal with their jeering stairs and snide comments as they talked like he wasn’t even in the room.

-The summer after first year, he went to the Potter’s about a month into vacation. He accidentally broke a window playing quidditch with James, and when Euphemia came to see what had happened, Sirius shook so badly and apologized so rapidly that, in that moment, Euphemia knew, and she vowed to herself that he would never have to spend another holiday with the Blacks.

-In second year, he had to watch as his little brother sat, shaking, with the sorting hat on his head for three agonizing minutes. He had to watch as the hat cried “Slytherin!” He had to watch as his brother walked to the Slytherin table, watch as the cousin complimented and applauded him, all while shooting dirty looks Sirius’ way.

-In third year, he found Remus crying in a broom cupboard on the fourth floor. He didn’t ask any questions, just climbed in with him and listened to him sob.

-In third year, he heard Regulus telling a slytherin girl that Sirius was not his brother. Sirius didn’t speak to anyone for a week.

-In third year, they received a lecture at the start of term about Animagi from the DADA professor and Professor McGonagall. Sirius was the one who suggested, quietly so that Remus could not hear, that they become Animagus to help Remus during the full moon.

-The summer after third year, his mother wouldn’t let him go to the Potter’s. When he returned to Hogwarts, he venomously told James that he would die before going back to that house. He wasn’t joking.

-In fourth year, he attempted to execute The Prank in October, and spent the rest of the year trying to make up for it. Remus didn’t speak to him at all until after Easter holiday, when the other three remained silent for a month while holding the leaf of a mandrake in their mouth as part of the animagi process, something Remus didn’t know about. When asked why he wasn’t taking a vow of silence, too, Remus looked directly at Sirius and said, “Because I’m not a complete idiot” with so much quiet anger Sirius thought his heart might burst.

-At the end of fourth year, Sirius finally broke down crying in the dormitory. Remus kicked James and Peter out. No one really knows what happened that night aside from Remus and Sirius, but the next morning it was as if the tension of the rest of the year had never happened.

-At Christmas of fifth year, all four Marauders stayed at Hogwarts. Late one night, Sirius came out to the group as gay. That same night they talked about crushes. James, of course, was infatuated with Lily, Peter admitted that he had been crushing on Mary Macdonald since the end of fourth year when he had kissed her in the girl’s bathroom. Remus was oddly silent on the topic, and Sirius found himself hiding a blush.

-Summer after fifth year, Sirius’ parents picked him up at the Hogwarts station. The next time Sirius saw the marauders, he appeared on the front step with all of his hair cursed off, bloody and beaten half to death. He collapsed almost as soon as James opened the door, and when he regained consciousness Fleamount and Euphemia called him their son and told him, in no uncertain terms, that he would never, ever go back to the Black house.

-The next day Remus and his parents came to the Potter’s. As soon as Remus saw Sirius he threw himself at the boy and kissed him, and that was how the marauders found out that they had been secretly dating for a little less than a year.

-In sixth year James stopped laughing when Sirius hexed people in the hallways or made a second year wet himself in fear. One night after Sirius had cursed a fourth year hufflepuff and laughed about it, James angrily told him that he may be a potter now, but he was sure acting like a Black. That was the last time Sirius ever cursed or hexed anyone for the fun of it.

-Towards the end of seventh year, James and Sirius got a call from St. Mungos. Euphemia was ill, and the two boys barely arrived before Euphemia died. James took it hard, and Sirius took it harder. When Fleamount died shortly after James and Lily’s wedding, Sirius felt as though he had lost the only family he had.

Your hands are Really Nice- Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: (requested) Reader is too shy to tell Jughead about her feelings, so Veonica and Betty take matters in to their own hands (mostly Veronica)

Warnings: Swears, fluff so much fluff I couldn’t even deAL

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Being in love with your best friend isn’t easy. It feels taboo, like it’s wrong, and unhealthy. You’ll lay awake at ungodly hours of the night, wondering “How did this happen?” You’ll replay every moment of every waking minute you spent with them, wondering how in the world you ended up lying on your floor with an empty bowl of ramen beside your head and imagining what it would feel like to kiss them. You’ll catch yourself admiring the tiniest insignificant things about them, and every detail of their stupidly cute face, and every indent and curve and freckle on their body, and let me tell you, it sucks. Falling in love with your best friend isn’t easy, especially when your best friend is Jughead Jones.


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Alone (Reader x Gilgamesh)

A/N: When you get the distinct feeling that you’re writing things that you shouldn’t but you do it anyway because fuck it, honestly.

★★★★★ 

Cor had left you alone in the small chamber to make sure nothing had trailed after the two of you. Gladio had left earlier to complete a trial on his own. You sighed as you leant up again the wall of the cavern, happy for the moment of peace.

There was no way you could have let Gladio leave on his own. You knew something had been eating him up after the encounter with Ravus. You had known Gladiolus your entire life, he was your closest friend, pretty much a brother and there was no doubt that you had picked up that imperceptible change in his demeanour. As soon as he had declared that he was going to handle some business on his own, you had followed after him leaving no room for argument. Noctis had Prompto and Ignis with him so he would be fine.

At the time you didn’t realise Gladio had called up Cor for help, but it didn’t hurt having you around. Even if the Amicitia didn’t express it, you knew he was happy to have your support. He always was.

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BTS Reaction to Their GF Falling Asleep on Another Member

Incognito; bts reaction to their girlfriend falling asleep on another member? :)

Note: Thanks for the request cutie, I had fun with this one. ((: *credit to gif owners*


Jin ➳ When he saw you sleeping on Jungkook, a scowl broke onto his features before he plopped himself onto the couch across from yours, watching how Jungkook was sprawled onto the couch with you laying slack against him, one of his arms thrown over your waist. A loud, obnoxious clap followed with laughter scared you two awake, and Jin would only be forcing a smile. “You know what makes my day?” He asked, his smile slowly diminishing as venom laced with every word that escaped his lips, “seeing my girlfriend laying against someone who isn’t me.”

Originally posted by jiyoongis


Suga ➳ Yoongi wasn’t pleased once he saw you sleeping on Jin’s lap as he ran his fingers through your hair while talking to the rest of the boys. He didn’t say anything, but his mood darkened the atmosphere and the boys’ felt it get thicker as Yoongi’s eyes were boring into Jin’s soul, and when the older looked up as he cocked an eyebrow, he knew exactly what was bothering Yoongi. “I thought you’d be okay with it?”

“Yeah,” Yoongi started, his snarl vibrating against his throat, “you thought.”

Originally posted by infiresfan


J-Hope ➳ Hoseok walked into the studio only to find you and Yoongi laying yours heads on the table filled with music sheets while Yoongi’s hand rested on your cheek. His eyes narrowed, and he quickly took off his shoe as he threw it against the wall; the loud bang! forcing the two of you awake. Hoseok was smiling, although he was deeply annoyed, and you quickly swatted Yoongi’s hand away as you looked to the blond in mortification. “Oh god, I swear it was an accident.”

“Sure,” he shrugged, “maybe I should sleep on some other woman and call it an accident, too.”

Originally posted by yoongis--babygirl


RapMonster ➳ The moment Namjoon saw you sleeping against Hoseok on the floor after he had went to get some drinks for the boys well done dance practice, he felt the jealousy punch him in the face in seconds. You two looked so innocent, dozing off with Hoseok’s head resting in your lap as your upper body rested awkwardly against his back. He felt guilty once he began to shake you, but when he whispered, “Let’s get you somewhere comfier, you’ll get sick on the floor like that,” you only smiled sleepily as he easily lifted you off the murmering Hoseok and took you away.

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


Jimin ➳ He knew Namjoon didn’t mean no harm, and that was exactly why he didn’t do anything once he saw you laying your head on his shoulder with your mouth wide open while Namjoon rested his head on top of yours. He was angry and annoyed, yes, but he knew how tired the both of you were, only leaving you two be as he released an angry sigh and walked away. He trusted the both of you, yet, he couldn’t help but be rude to Namjoon the next few days without meaning to. He was jealous as hell, snapping at his leader when he tried to make the smallest conversation with you.

Originally posted by kookies-for-taehyung


➳ Taehyung was beyond pissed, but he knew he couldn’t make a scene for something so harmless and pure. You were all packed in a car, and once you drowned into the dark depths of slumber, your head landing onto Jimin’s shoulder and not his, he began to seethe once he saw a soft smile crawl it’s way onto Jimin’s visage as a small brush crept onto his cheeks. It wasn’t long before Taehyung threw his arm over your shoulder and gently pulled your head onto his shoulder, sending Jimin a glare as the older boy gave Taehyung an annoyed raised eyebrow.

Originally posted by fykimtaehyung


Jungkook ➳ Jungkook was in a good mood when you decided to join in on the maknae lines’ video game extravaganza, but when he went to go get snacks and came back minutes later only to find you laying on Taehyung’s chest as he was sprawled on the floor with a controller in his hands, he became livid. He ripped the controller from your hands, glad that you didn’t wake from the force and started to jam the buttons while murdering both Jimin and Tae inside the game. “What’s wrong with you?” Jimin asked, throwing a soft punch on Jungkook’s shoulder, “calm down.”

Originally posted by jayfatuasian


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Bts finding you at 2am in the morning eating ice cream and crying

Seokjin
Jin would be soo scared. Not because you were hiding in the dark eating, but because you didn’t tell him about your problem. He will take the spoon from you,tell you to go sit on the couch and wait for him. 15 minutes later he came back with two big cupes of ramen. “Don’t diet. I like you the way you are. Let’s eat.”

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Yoongi
Yoongi simply sat next you, took the spoon out of your hand, dipped it in the ice cream and took a big spoon of ice cream in his mouth. “First of all you could’ve told me you are dieting. Second of all don’t diet again. Third of all I like you this way. And the most important. Baby, let’s get fluffy together.” and you two continue eating through the night.

Originally posted by kuromel

Namjoon

Namjoon got angry. He didn’t like when you wanted to lose weight. Boy likes all girls. But instead of lecturing you, he simply said. “There is one more in the fridge. If you can eat it, eat it. But if you can’t, maybe I can eat with you? Spoon. Thank you. Now. Let’s eat. The night is still young.”

Originally posted by jooniegoestoschool

Hoseok
He knew you put your all into this diet and when he found you crying he got sad. But Hobi couldn’t let you know he was sad about you, so he kneeled next to you and start pulling funny faces. And it made you laugh. “Good. Never stop smiling. And I don’t like those diets. Let’s give them a break huh?”

Originally posted by parkejimins

Jimin

Jiminie saw himself in you. He also had to restrict himself from eating. But he didn’t want to see you stop eating, so he smiled and asked you if you wanted him to go to the 24 hours store to buy you one more.

Originally posted by wellhell0therenicetomeetyou

Taehyung

He got angry. “Y/N, I asked you to stop dieting a long time ago baby. But eating this ice cream now, won’t help you anyway. Let’s go to cuddle. I love cuddle my baby’s tummy. Pleaseee?”

Originally posted by jeony

Jungkook

Jungkook won’t say anything. He will just stay next to you. Wait for you to finish your ice cream and then just as he have thought, fall asleep on the cold surface of the floor. The boy just smiled silly, picked you up in his arms, put you in bed, kissed your forehead and told you that everything is going to be alright.

Originally posted by apgujeon


Requests for MTL and reactions are opened

Masterlist

Ruin a concert? Enjoy running around barefoot after.

A few weeks ago, I treated myself to tickets to a classical music concert. The two girls sitting next to me took their shoes off once the concert started so that they could sit cross-legged on their seats and gab loudly like they were in their living rooms. Everyone around us asked them multiple times, politely, to be quiet so they could hear the concert, but they didn’t shut up for a single second. 

So, right before it ended, I nudged their shoes forward so they would slide down a few rows further. They had to wait until everyone they’d ruined the concert for had left so they could run around the hall barefoot, looking for their shoes. Next time, maybe they’ll just stay at home with the radio on, where they clearly wanted to be.

Cat Got Your Tongue Pt. 1 (M)

Word Count: 5,463

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: catboy!tae, comedy, fluff, eventual smut

Summary: When your boyfriend cheats on you you’re left heartbroken and lost all hope in relationships. Santa says you’ll find love soon, but what do you do when you’re beloved cat turns into a beautiful grown man?

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Off Guard Part 1

Summary: When a former HYDRA agent is brought in with a change of heart, Steve and Tony disagree on how to proceed. Peter, however, takes matters into his own hands.

Author’s Note: Yes, you guys, another one shot. I’m getting the vibe you might prefer these at the moment? Anyway, cheers to @littlemisssyreid for giving me the idea and for betareading like a boss

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Part Two

Masterlist

Originally posted by spiderholland


Part One

Steve looked you up and down as he sat opposite you, his brows furrowed.

“You seem awful calm for a girl in your situation,” he said, crossing his arms.

“Not much I can do, really, is there?” you replied, leaning back as far as your cuffs would allow you.

Steve let out a dry chuckle and shook his head lightly.

“You know, I’ve spent most of my life fighting your kind.”

“So I’ve heard.”

“Shouldn’t you be a bit more scared? I mean, you’re just a kid, after all.”

You let out a scoff of laughter, shaking your head softly.

“I worked for HYDRA, and you thought I’d be scared? I must say, I thought you were smarter than that, Captain.”

He leaned back, cocking his head to the side as he watched you. You didn’t break eye-contact for a second.

“And what makes you think we’ll trust you? What makes you think we’re not going to send you straight into solitary confinement?”

“Oh, no, I didn’t for a second think you’d trust me. I mean, an ex-HYDRA agent walks straight up to your front door and says she wants to help you out? Not likely,” you mused, a soft smile on your face. “And as for the ‘solitary confinement’ bit, I don’t think there’s any chance of that happening, because, as you so gracefully pointed out, I’m just a kid. There’s no way you’d let that happen.”

“You don’t think I’d let that happen?”

“Oh, absolutely not. Captain, you might have your flaws, but you really are Captain America. You look deeper than that. You’ve probably already conjured up a thousand theories about how an innocent child like me gets herself involved in an organisation like that one. Spoiler alert: it’s never the child’s fault.”

“Yet, you’ve suddenly had a change of heart, have you?”

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anonymous asked:

Omg, Sky, what if pastel!Dan was being bullied for wearing skirts and dresses and so one day he breaks down in the bathroom and punk!Phil comes in there and tries to talk him out the stall but can't at first. Eventually Dan does come out of the bathroom (fluff or smut, your choice)

warning ; transphobic slurs, bullying, physical and verbal abuse, pro self harm

Stay strong, Dan. C’mon, stay fucking strong. 

You’re strong, right? You’re not a wimp like they say you are. 

Dan felt his lip tremble, and he clenched his fists at his sides, bunching his soft blue skirt in his hands. Damn it. 

But really if Dan was being honest, he couldn’t take it anymore. The teasing, the shoving, the random insults in the hallway. He didn’t know what he had done to any of them. 

Dan flinched as another of the boys shoved him against the lockers, right after he had gotten up. The guy sneered at him; Dan avoided his eyes, calmly trying to move past him. Someone laughed. 

“Fuckin’ tranny. No boy who’s right in the head would wear a skirt to school,” one of the by-standing girls whispered, not trying very hard to keep it quiet. 

Dan bit his lip; he could feel the tears welling in his eyes but he refused to let them spill. It wasn’t fair. He tugged at the sleeves of his sweater, wiping at his eyes. 

School was an arena. It was a bloody showcase, and he was under the lights. He felt like everyone gathered around just to watch him be hurt, day after day. And none of them ever spoke up! 

“Aw, look! It’s gonna cry. Poor thing,” one of the boy’s said loudly, mocking him, snickering, and everyone laughed. Dan moved faster, and the boy who had said it followed.  

Dan sniffed, biting his lip so hard he could taste blood, and held a hand to his face. It was hot. 

Suddenly something hit his back, something that burned, and he could feel it explode. He stopped in his tracks, letting out a cry, feeling the boiling liquid drip down his thighs and onto his socks. 

Someone had thrown their coffee at him. 

Dan let out a soft whimper, trying to comprehend how much that actually hurt. The laughter rang in his ears like an alarm he couldn’t find the off switch to.

He caught the gaze of a boy, standing by his locker, watching all this with wide eyes. 

Dan knew him, he was in several of his classes, but they never really spoke. He didn’t think he even knew Dan’s name. He was tough, cold and dark, the opposite of Dan. Dan would be scared of him, but he had never really done anything to him. 

 Dan held his gaze for a moment, before looking away and bursting into tears. Choked sobs fell from his lips as he spun around, running straight to the nearest boy’s bathroom, the still hot as hell coffee dripping down his back. 

He had no doubt his sweater and skirt were both ruined, but he didn’t check. He rushed to the back of the room, pushing open one of the stall doors and locking it behind him. 

He crumpled to the ground, burying his face in his arms, shaking with sobs. It wasn’t fair; he didn’t know how much more of this he could take. His back hurt, everywhere the coffee touched, actually. He had no doubt he had burns. Wasn’t that assault? Why did no one stop them?

Because no one cares, Dan. You’re a toy to all of them, a spectacle. 

Dan whimpered, trying to keep himself quiet. He didn’t want them to hear him like this. 

Even his family couldn’t help him. When he had told his mum about the bullying, she had said, ‘Well, i’m not surprised. With how you dress, there’s sure to be hate. Maybe try dressing a little less flamboyant, honey.” He hadn’t tried telling his dad after that. 

Dan thought about the forums he had been on the night before. He had been searching for something, anything, to help him keep sane. He came across all these pro-sites… pro ana, pro self harm… and he had fallen too deep. He had spent hours reading all the awful posts. 

Dan, don’t cry. Crying is for wimps, weak people. You’re not weak, are you? You’re a big boy, keep it in..

Dan shook his head, tugging at his hair. Even he was abusing himself now. 

“Dan…?”

Dan jumped at the voice from the other side of the bathroom, the door creaking open. He didn’t recognize it. It was low, and husky; laced with worry. 

Dan kept quiet, trying to camouflage into the white tile wall. 

“Dan, I know you’re in here,” they said again, a small sigh echoing against the walls. 

“N-No,” Dan stuttered, hiccuping. “’M not.”

A quiet chuckle, and they knocked on the door gently. 

“Please let me in,” he said quietly. Dan bit his lip. 

“No. You’ll hurt me.”

Another sigh. 

“I won’t, angel,” they boy said, and he sounded sincere. “I would never.”

There was a moment of silence as Dan thought, chewing on his lip. 

“Why not?”

“Because no one should hurt someone as sweet as you, doll,” he replied immediately, leaning against the stall door. “I promise, I’m not here to hurt you, honey.” 

Dan felt his lip tremble again, the tears threatening to spill again. 

“I’m not coming out,” Dan whispered. “it’s not safe, they’re gonna hurt me.”

There was silence, and then - “I won’t let them hurt you, angel. I promise.”

Dan took a shaky breath, rolling the boy’s words around in his head. He sounded sincere… 

Dan decided he would take a chance, just this one time. 

He unlocked the door, pushing it open. 

It was him. It was the boy from the hallway, and up close, Dan could see how blue his eyes really were. He grinned, tugging at his leather jacket to straighten it. His happy expression soon turned to worry as his eyes flickered over Dan’s red eyes, messy hair, and stained clothes. 

“Shit, are you alright, angel?” He asked, his eyes widening, and he held out his arms as if to hug him. 

Dan took the offer, sinking into his arms without a second thought, sobbing into his shirt and clinging to him like a baby. Phil immediately embraced him, running his fingers through Dan’s hair like he had been waiting years. 

Dan sniffed. “You’re surprisingly cuddly. What’s your name?”

Phil chuckled, dipping two fingers under Dan’s chin to bring his face up. “Phil. Are you alright, angel?”

Dan rubbed his eyes. 

“I dunno.”

Phil wordlessly spun him around, tutting at the stain on his sweater and lifting it up to reveal his back. Dan heard a gasp. 

“What? What’s wrong?” He asked, turning and trying to see what Phil was seeing. Phil let out a low, growl-like noise. 

“They burned you, babe,” was all he said. 

He grabbed Dan’s wrist, tugging him over to the sink. He started to take Dan’s sweater off, raising his eyebrows to ask for permission. Dan nodded slowly. 

Phil folded it up, although it was already ruined, and set it on the counter. He got a paper towel wet, pressing it to Dan’s lower back. 

Dan jumped, flinching away from the sting, and Phil put a hand on his shoulder. 

“It’s alright, love,” he said softly, running his thumb over the skin. Dan shivered.

After Phil was done soothing his burns, he turned him back around, smiling at him. 

“I have a solution, no need to fear,” he said, grinning and shouldering off his jacket. He tugged his shirt over his head, exposing his pale chest. Dan frowned. 

Phil turned his own black shirt back right side out, gently pulling it on Dan, and picked up Dan’s sweater, putting it on, stain and all. Dan blinked at him. 

Phil looked down at himself, grinning. “Damn, I look good in pink.”

Dan giggled. “I think so too.”

“Well,” Phil held out a hand, tilting his head and licking his lips. “Shall we go? What’s your next class?”

Dan bit his lip, nodding and taking his hand, a shock running through him when their fingers intertwined. 

“English.”

Phil smiled crookedly. “Hey, me too. I’ll be your bodyguard.”

So… maybe someone did care.