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Dan held up a glass to Phil. The fruity cocktail in the tall glass shimmered under the fireworks' light. Dan's gaze rose to meet Phil's eyes; he could feel his face flush. The noise of the rooftop party faded from Dan’s mind as Phil smiled gratefully, his eyes sparkling, looking dark in the moonlight. Dan didn’t have words for how he felt in that moment, looking into his lover's eyes, drinking in all of him. Something about American holidays always made Dan feel so intensely about Phil. Under the Fourth of July fireworks, Phil looked even more enchanting than ever.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Phil grinned, leaning back onto the roof's edge, fingers tickling the edge of his pocket. Dan didn’t realize it had been so obvious; he could feel the blood flooding his face even more now. Dan stepped beside Phil to shield his burning face. “You’re just... you’re beautiful, Phil,” he said, looking up at the fireworks. Phil adopted the look Dan imagined he had on his own face. Phil turned to look up at the fireworks with a small, content smile plastered on his face. “These American holidays always get you in a mood, yeah?” The shorter man teased.
Dan chuckled a bit as his eyes fell from the light show to the side of Phil’s face. He could see the fireworks shooting up and glimmering in his eyes. For a moment Dan thought to himself, 'I couldn’t be happier than I am now'. Somehow, as if Phil could hear his thoughts (based on how Dan was acting, his guess couldn’t have been far off), he turned to look at Dan with a half-lidded gaze.
Dan bit his lower lip, reluctant to act on what he wanted so badly to do, acutely aware of the other people lingering about the rooftop party. It was a difficult habit he couldn’t shake even after their “hard launch”. This time, though, instead of shrinking in on himself as he normally did, he breathed in and hummed low and confident, “Come here.” Phil leaned in as Dan brought his hands to the other man's hips. Dan led, tasting the sweet cocktail on Phil. Dan could feel the love radiating from them both. They turned back to the fizzling fireworks, now more frequent and brilliant than before.
The two men stood looking up at the light show above them, hands intertwined. Dan thought to himself, 'I love you'. And just as Dan had suspected, Phil chuckled and said, “I love you too.”