Okay, are you ready for this? Don’t say I never treat you. Do you guys, right now, want some fan service? Do you want me to just give the people what they want? … Okay, you’re not ready for this, you’re not ready for this. Are you ready? You’re just gonna die. You’re not ready for this. Okay, this is going to be insane. You’re not ready for this. So we were out having lunch with our friend Laura and then I had to go meet up with my mum, who was in town, because I left my denim jacket at their house over Christmas - boring. And I went outside in just [the weed jumper] and this is really cold, right? ‘Cause when the wind blows and such and it’s been really warm in London recently but I went out and it was like freezing and I had to go walk for like twenty minutes to meet my mum, so you know what I did? While Phil was going home and I was going for a walk? I asked Phil if I could borrow his coat and I DID. Holy shit. So for twenty minutes today, I was wearing Phil’s coat. That-that… I mean, don’t say I never do anything for you. Okay? Don’t say… don’t say I don’t give the trash cans what they want. Don’t say I’m too busy acknowledging what the casual viewers and the calm people that don’t like crazy people, that leaves comments on my videos saying ‘Dan, this doesn’t represent me. I’m a normal person. I really don’t like watching these danisnotonfire videos where you're crying all the time. I feel like it’s too intense. We’re not all like that.’ You know, so there you go. I mean honestly.
give me domestic phan.
give me dan falling asleep on phil’s shoulder after a three hour buffy marathon.
give me dan cooking breakfast in the morning, smiling sweetly when phil comes up behind him and hooks his chin over dan’s shoulder with a quiet murmur of “did you sleep well?”
give me phil draping a blanket over dan when he accidentally dozes off on the carpet because he can’t be assed to crawl into bed.
dan knows exactly how phil likes his coffee and makes it for him every morning, while phil knows exactly how dan likes his tea and makes it every afternoon.
give me forehead kisses goodnight and lazy, toothpaste-minty kisses after they’ve brushed their teeth. quiet “i love you’s” during lunches an cab rides and cuddles, hands intertwined under the table because this love, this affection, it’s just for them and nobody else.
Request: dan x reader domestic fluff with prompt 26 please!! <3
26: “If you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.”
Requested by: @honeyscamander
a/n: super cute idea! Thank you for the request!
Warning: domestic feels…?
You were doing your least favourite thing of the day. Dishes. You didn’t know why you hated it so much, but as a child you were always forced to do it and you thought when you were older the damn chore would be forgotten, unfortunately you got a wake up call. And quickly.
Twenty three years old, you stood in your boyfriends apartment that he shared with his best friends, washing their dishes. Okay… so maybe you didn’t have to. But when you’d walked into the flat and saw the mess they had in their sink and the literal grime on the plates, you couldn’t help it.
You didn’t know where Dan or Phil were, you’d used the spare key they’d given you and let yourself in. Deciding to just wait here until someone did get home and then you’d found the mess. So you’d grabbed the gloves, soap and a sponge and got to work.
You hated it, but you refused to let your boyfriend live in such filth, even if it was his (or partially) his fault.
You heard the door open halfway through the dishes, and the stomps of the two giant making their way up the steps. Rolling your eyes at their loud stomping and animate conversation, you continued to wash the dishes.
You heard the sudden chatter stop and turning with a confused glance, you stared at the still form of Dan and Phil with shocked looked on their faces. You blinked, unsure of what was their problem. Waving with your wet gloved hand, you rose an eyebrow. “Hello guys…?”
“Y/N…” Phil started and you blinked.
“If you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.” Dan suddenly said, his face leaving no room for argument, only issue is you didn’t know what he was referring to.
“Uhhh, what?” You stumbled.
“Y/N, why the hell are you doing out dishes?” Dan bluntly asked, staring at you with disappointed. You looked back at the almost sink, then at your hands and back at Dan and Phil, still confused.
“Because they were dirty and I didn’t want you guys living in that filth, so I decided to do them?”
Phil suddenly smiled, “that’s so sweet!” He said, excitedly. “But you don’t need to, it’s our flat and you shouldn’t have to do our chores.”
You shrugged, “it’s really no problem. I don’t mind. I did the dishes when i was younger.” You smiled at Phil. Missing the way Dan made his way over to you, until he was right in front of you taking off your gloves and placing them on himself.
“Uh, Dan?” He said nothing but turned towards the sink, lightly shoving you over and beginning to do the dishes.