Phan Fluff One-Shots

can't get enough of this puppy dog love (puppy dog filter)

By: notdeadimwritting on ao3

Word count: 2,421

Summary: in which phil gets a snapchat and its a little more than anyone can really handle
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"I don't get it," complains Dan, peering over Phil's shoulder, sitting behind him on Phil's bed and watching him scroll through the vast array of snapchat filters, "like, how do they develop and design so many new things every day?"

"I don't know," shrugs Phil, finally deciding on a cowboy one, "that's what makes it so magical I guess," he says, laughing as the saloon doors on the bottom of the screen fly open, firing guns flying through it on the tiny screen.

Dan sighs and rests his chin on Phil's shoulder and leans his head against Phil's smiling as Phil quickly snaps a picture. "I don't see why you still won't download this, Dan," he says, turning his head to look at him, "we could send each other stuff like this all day!"

Dan shakes his head at this, well, he tries, but in his position right now, it sort of looks like his head is vibrating, "We already see each other all day," he laughs, "are you sure that you'd want to see this face even more?"

"Of course,"

"Really?"

"Really,"

"What if I was really annoying and just sent you forty in a row of just me with that dog filter?"

"I'd save and frame each one,"

"You dork,"

Phil then turns his attention back to the phone, where he types a punny caption and then, seeing Dan grinning on his shoulder, he pauses, thumb hovering over the send button, "Do you want to move so I can take a different one for my story or,"

Dan shrugs, "I don't care, you look cute here," he punctuates this with a quick peck to Phil's neck, "just do it,"

"Thanks Shia Labeouf,"

"Shut up you wanker,"

Phil hums, turning around and throws his arms over Dan's shoulders dropping a quick kiss to Dan's lips. It's short and sweet and makes him close his eyes and lean forward to rest his forehead against Phil's. "What was that for?"

"What?" Phil questions, raising his eyebrows teasingly, "Can't I kiss you?"

"Mmm," Dan hums, thinking, "no, you need a reason,"

"Is you looking nice a good enough reason?"

"I'll think about it,"

"Will you, now"

Dan laughs, leaning in again for another kiss, their mouths fitting together perfectly, like clockwork. Dan pulls away quickly however, laughing, "I guess that was a good enough reason,"

"Ah, thanks hon," Phil sighs jokingly, flopping backwards so that he's lying sprawled out on his bed, "I was getting worried that I'd never get to kiss you again without having a better reason other than you're my boyfriend and I can just do that whenever I want to,"

Dan flops down right next to Phil, "That's a valid reason too,"

"Oh thank God," he rolls over on his side to get a better look at the younger, "and you seriously don't care about my putting that on the story?"

The only Dan, which Phil could remember was a cautious, shut-off Dan, although, he corrects himself, Dan's been so much more open lately. It's little things like a nonchalant comment on how adorable he finds the fact that Phil is a Hufflepuff or too cute for some bloody magnetic gauges. It's just the little things that Dan does to open himself up that just makes Phil feel so...