Phan Oneshots

Ten: Dude You're So Gay

A/N: This is based off something I saw in Spanish class.
Punk!Dan and Pastel!Phil

Warnings: Slight homophobia

School fucking sucks. First, you're bored out of your fucking mind all the time. Second, you get shit tons of homework. But for me, the worst part is that I can't kiss or be affectionate to my boyfriend.

I'm dating the human embodiment of sunshine, Phil Lester. He's the better part of me, since my punk ass is basically the equivalent of a walking funeral (hehe). I love him to pieces and we only started dating a week ago, so we're still in the 'honeymoon phase'. I wish I could kiss him and cuddle him and show him off to the world. But, our school isn't exactly progressive, or accepting. People are already judging us just because I'm punk and he's pastel. No one thinks we'd be friends. And if they found out we were boyfriends, I'd be dealing out beatings 3 times a day.

So, Phil and I usually have to be cautious. And as we walk to Spanish class together, I am forced to ignore the burning urge to grab his hand and kiss him. Phil enters the room and sits down. But my desk appears to be absent. The only thing there is my lonely chair. Phil offers to go grab my desk and I help him move it into position. Our faces are only inches away from each other. I look up and can't help but stare a little bit. He's freaking gorgeous. He's wearing a multicolored striped sweater (cue spongebob), and a pair of black skinny jeans. His flower crown is made of white roses, and he's wearing matching white converse. Oh my god he's gorgeous.

Without thinking, I say, "You should sit in my lap." Phil immediately stops and blushes furiously. Thank god everyone was still kinda rowdy so no one really heard it.

Phil laughed a bit nervously and said, "No thanks Dan, I'm alright." But he does sit on my desk and continues talking to me. I really want to kiss him. I must be giving him some serious goo goo eyes but I can't help it, he's fucking gorgeous.

Halfway through our conversation some kid yells from across the room, "Ew dude you're so gay!" I know he's not talking to me, but that makes my anxiety kick into high gear. What if people know? What if we've been too obvious? In a panic(! At The Disco), I half shove Phil off of my desk and toss his warm up book onto the desk next to me. HE just kinda walks over to his desk quietly. I instantly feel bad. I had been kind of a jerk. I immediately whip out my phone and shoot Phil a quick text

iMessage

Baby boy🌸💛

Hey I'm sorry I pushed you away. I just got scared after Trevor said "you're so gay". I thought for a second that everyone had found out and my anxiety kinda took over

It's fine Dan, I understand. You're still coming over though right? :3

Wouldn't miss it for the world ;)

I love you x3

Love you too ❤️

I smile fondly at the messages on my screen. I can't wait until class is over.

After a painful hour and a half of "adiós teléfono" and "voluntarios or victimas?", class is finally over. Phil and I walk over to my car but we still don't show affection, just in case someone is watching. We talk and laugh and sing along to the songs on the radio all the way to Phil's house.

His mum opens the door and smiles warmly. "Hello boys! How was school?" She asks as we step inside.

"Hi Kathryn! School was great thanks for asking." I respond. I love Phil's mum. She's always so warm and inviting. The first time Phil invited me over, she insisted that I call her Kathryn instead of Mrs Lester. She was the first adult who didn't judge me just because I have tattoos.

"Mum, Dan and I are gonna go study upstairs for a bit ok?" Phil says. Kathryn nods her head and Phil begins dragging me up to his room. Once we are in his room, I settle on the bed while he shuts the door. He turns to me with a mischievious smirk.

"So," Phil begins, walking slowly towards me. Damn, he's sexy. "I seem to recall you asking me to sit on your lap earlier." I blush at the memory. Phil leans down and looks me in the eyes, his lopsided smirk still plastered on his face. "Is it too late to take you up on the offer?" I shake my head enthusiastically. Phil giggles and climbs into my lap, straddling my hips and connects our lips in a passionate kiss. I moan as I kiss back with equal force. After a few minutes of making out, we pull back to catch our breaths. "God you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He says and puts his head on my shoulder. I chuckle at him.

"You? What about me?" I say. "You looked so freaking adorable in that sweater and I had to physically restrain from staring at your sexy ass." This earns a small giggle from him. He looks up into my eyes almost skeptically. "I'm serious Phil!" I protest. "You are freaking adorable." I place a kiss to his adorable button nose with each word.

We finally begin studying. As I watch Phil's eyebrows furrow in concentration, I realize something.

Phil and I will be okay. No matter what those assholes think of us, it doesn't matter. I'd die before I let anything happen to him.

A/N: Not the best but eh. These two guys in my Spanish class were goofing off and one of them asked the other to sit in his lap and then made the Shit That Was Gay Face TM and shoved the other guys stuff off of his desk. I just thought it was funny and that it'd make a good fic