Happy Valentine’s Day: Phan Oneshot ^w^
“Dan wake up!”
Phil flopped onto Dan’s bed in exasperation, purposely landing on the lump curled up under the sheets that was Dan.
“Go away” Dan groaned sleepily.
“It’s Valentine’s Day, Dan!” Phil sang.
Dan rolled over, shoving Phil off his bed. He had stayed up late last night —what had he done last night? probably something useless like binge watching a TV show or browsing through memes. Dan sat up begrudgingly, yawning and tousling his mess of curly hair. Then, he turned to Phil who was lit up with a blindingly bright smile.
“Get your happiness away from me, you ball of sunshine,” Dan sneered playfully, pushing Phil’s face away with one hand.
Phil yelped as he fell back but immediately popped back up with a cheeky grin. “A ball of sunshine, huh?” he teased.
“I was being sarcastic,” Dan rolled his eyes, but a smile was already tugging at the corners of his mouth. “You’re blinding me with your good mood. It physically hurts.”
“Get out of bed already, let’s go out today,” Phil pleaded with a pout.
He grabbed Dan’s arm in an attempt to pull him out of bed. Dan resisted at first before going limp and tumbling onto the floor with Phil. Phil’s arm wrapped protectively around Dan’s bare chest as if his first instinct was to cushion his fall. Dan let out a burst of a laugh and twisted around to face his friend, but Phil had already rolled over so that Dan laid on his back, looking up at him. Dan’s heart fluttered, his stubborn attitude completely dissolved. He never quite got over how blue Phil’s eyes were and how beautiful his sweet smile was.
Phil was always amused by how Dan looked at him. From the way Dan’s brown eyes seemed to glow in admiration, you’d think Phil held the universe in his hands, but he was just a simple boy in love. He couldn’t help himself; Phil leaned down and gently kissed Dan. For a moment, time stood still.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Dan,” he said, breaking the ephemeral silence.
Then, he pushed himself off of Dan and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened, calling, “Cereal or cereal?”
Dan sat up, breathless with wonder. His fingers hovered over his mouth, as if touching his lips would wipe away the sweetness of Phil’s kiss.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Phil,” he whispered.