Phan Oneshots

Hello internet

Summary: Phil gets hurt accidentally and Dan calls him baby in an attempt to be caring, then a load of fluffy stuff commences >.<

Warnings: none

Words: 1,131

"hello internet, so today..." Dan started. Phil was sat on the floor like a child, his legs were crossed and his back was pressed against the radiator. he liked to watch Dan film, he found it incredibly cute and it was hilarious to distract him. "Phil can you close the window please, its freezing in here" Dan said after filming his intro. Phil stood up with a smile "yeah, sure" as he pulled the window to swing it fore ward he got just above the nail of his middle finger caught. "Ow ow ow omg owwwww dannnnnn"

"woah phil are you alright?!" dan said leaping up off the bed and running to Phils side. Phil grasped his finger tight and squinted, his back was arched over and his hands were resting almost between his thighs. Dan rubbed Phils back and gently pulled up on his shoulders to get him to stand up straight. there were tears rolling down Phils pale cheek, "aww Phil its okay baby let me look"

baby? baby? I just called him baby. do you think he noticed? I hope not.

Phil looked up into dans eyes and held up his hand. there was blood coming from around his nail, trickling down his finger. "aww no phil, lets go wash it and get a plaster" Dan led phil to the kitchen and started the tap running with a slow, cold stream.

"put your finger under" Dan said, he grabbed phils hand and gently put it under. Dans stomach filled with butterflies from touching phil, he had felt strange around him recently, he thought that it could be attraction but he tried to brush it off. Phil winced at the feeling of the water in his cut. Dan went to the cupboard and got out a small blue box containing some plasters. He pulled one out, "Phil, give me your hand" Dan said quietly. he placed Phils hand in his own and used the other hand to put a plaster over the wound. Dan put on the plaster but he didn't let go of Phils hand, "you know when we were in your room?" Phil said quietly, they were both completely immersed in the colours of each others eyes. "um yeah?" dan replied, without breaking the gaze.

"you called me baby, didn't you?"

dan just stood quiet. yep. he heard me. for fuck sake what am I supposed to say to him? Philip ive always loved you? then engage in a fan fiction style make out?

"um I- I don't- I'm sorry I don't know what I was doing"

"no, no its fine" Dan began to bury his hands in the sleeves of his hoodie, backing away from Phil "it was quite cute actually". tears were rolling from Dan's eyes and he was too awkward and embarrassed to look up so he just walked away slowly, heading back to his bedroom. he stepped through the door and pulled the dampened sleeves from his face, closing the door behind him and walking over to the window. he closed it successfully and packed away the camera and tripod. he stood at the foot of his bed, exhaled deeply and then just fell fore ward, he layed in complete silence.

Phil stood in the kitchen alone, and in pain. not just the pain from his hand but also the pain in his heart for being rejected by the boy that he had been in love with since their first Skype call. he didn't want to chase after Dan because he knew that Dan wouldn't talk to him at this time, and he felt that they both needed some space. Phil walked to his bedroom and closed the door. it was only about 09:30pm but he undressed and climbed into bed, there were thoughts dancing through his mind of deep brown eyes, beautifully structured collarbones, and impossibly gentle hands. eventually though, he drifted off to sleep. Dan did the same and the apartment was silent.

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the clock read 09:47am. Dan was wide awake and stood outside of Phil's door. he felt like such a twat for walking away from him yesterday, he wanted to apologise at least, weather Phil accepted it or not, he was going to apologise. he held the door handle, twisted it and pushed, there was phil. he was fast asleep, layed on his front with the duvet only covering one of his legs. he was only in his boxers. Dan's eyes explored his body, his pretty pale skin, his floppy ebony hair draped over his forehead and his cute little butt. Dan slowly approached the bed and carefully sat down next to Phil. Phil made a small moan and shuffled his body slightly. Dan placed his fingertips on Phil's back and started to draw tiny random patterns, his fingers making contact with Phil's skin impossibly gently. A couple of minutes passed and Phil yawned, lifting up his head and rubbing his eyes, Dan spun his body round and layed down next to Phil; he hadn't opened his eyes yet and when he did, he was greeted with Dan's face only centimetres away from his own. "Phil I'm sorry about yesterday baby, I just didn't know what to say" he pulled Phil in for a hug and Phil hugged back, unintentionally digging his nails into Dan's back. "Owchh calm down cutie" Dan whispered into the crook of Phil's neck, Phil loosened his grip and spoke quietly with his husky sleepy voice, "I love you so much, you have no idea".

they stayed like that, locked in a warm embrace as the world began to wake up around them. slowly, Dan pulled apart from Phil, making him groan at the sudden light that had seeped in through the curtains, they both opened their eyes as Dan brought his head fore ward to land a soft kiss on Phil's lips. Phil held onto Dan's neck, kissing back gently and slowly, they moved their lips in sync and stayed in this happiness until they both needed air.

"So.. what.. what are we?" Phil whispered against Dan's face.

"we are two people that just realised we are madly in love.. but if you're asking me to be your boyfriend then yes" Dan said back, kissing Phil again but with much more passion, he nibbled on Phil's bottom lip and snuck his tongue into his mouth. they took occasional breaths for air but their kiss grew hungrier and more passionate. Phil
pulled his lips away and placed their foreheads together.

"I love you, but I'm never closing your window again. ever."

"that's fine baby, I love you too"