Phan One-Shots

Mean Names

Inspired by another fluff one shot I read so props to youu

Enjoy

Warning; much angst and little smut I guess

Unedited
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*takes place after the filming of the video where Phil jumped up while sitting on the sofa bed and broke the slat*

Dan's POV
"Phil!" I screamed. "This is our sofa bed! What are we gonna do when we have guests?"

Phil shrank back into the wall.
"Um, I don't... I'm so sorry, Dan.."

I rolled my eyes.

This guy

"We're going to have to buy a new one now, idiot !" I said, standing up from the floor.

Phil looked down in shame.

"S-sorry..."

"You better be! First thing tomorrow YOURE driving out to town to buy us another one!"

Phil shook his head furiously fast.

"O-okay,"

I sighed and fell back into my gaming chair.

"What am I going to do with you, you hazardous crap?"

In an instant, Phil was gone. I had blinked and one second he had been by the wall and the next he was down the hall closing the door to his room.

Whatever, he's probably just annoyed that he broke it or something

But still, the thought lingered in the back of my mind.

Was that all that was bothering him?

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Okay, I really don't think he's okay.

I've left him alone for an hour, I think it's time for him to come out (yes phil it is time for you to come out).

I knocked on his door.

"Phil?"

"Yes?" a cracked, shaky voice called back.

What was he doing?

"Can I come in?"

"Um... uh,"

"Okay I'm coming in,"

"Wait-!"

I pushed the door open to Phil's room to see phil in a ball on his bed with his duvet laid lazily over him.

He looked up at me.

His eyes were bloodshot.

What?

"Phil, are you okay?"

Phil looked up at me, a pleasing look in his eyes.

"Do you really mean it?" He whispered, almost inaudible.

"Mean what?" I said.

"When you call me those names... do you really mean it?"

Oh no.

So this was about me.

I made Phil cry.

"No Phil, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I was just joking around." I felt horrible. Utterly, extremely horrible. I was a bad friend.

Phil sniffled and covered his head with his duvet.

"Yeah right," he mumbled.

"Phil I really didn't mean-"

Phil threw the cover off his head.

"Dan I'm starting to get the idea you don't like me at all. Like I'm just any old person. I feel like a burden. Do you need me to leave? I've been thinking about it for awhile-"

I leaned forward quickly and pressed my lips to his. His eyes widened in surprise but he didn't pull away.

I snaked my arms around his waist and held him close.

Oh, how I've always wanted to do that.

Phil's eyes eventually closed and I found myself hovering over him, running my fingers in his hair while I explored his mouth with my tongue. I ran my fingers up and down his sides.

Finally, I broke away from the kiss and rested my forehead against his.

"Does that prove it to you?"

Phil smirked and shook his head no.

"I guess I'll just have to show you, then."

And from that point, let's just say things got a little 'rough'.

Yeah, neither of us could walk for days.

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Hey sorry I didn't write the smut idk how gay sex happens so until I find out I won't be writing any

/feel free to send in requests/

See ya

- j