I Think You’re My Best Friend
Summary: Dan and Phil get matching tattoos.
Genre: fluff, reality
Warnings: mentions of needles (bc tattoos) and pain mention (i guess?)
Word Count: 1.7k
a/n: i started this fic like a month ago but i haven’t had any inspiration to finish it…. until now! yeah i’ve had a week off school due to hurricane harvey and flooding (stay safe fellow texans) so i was like “i’ll finish this fic” and i did! i hope i got the process of getting a tattoo right. i’ve never had one, but i researched it so i hope what i found was right. it took me ages to figure out what i wanted the tattoo to be, so i hope this isn’t too cheesy or cringy ^-^ title taken from the song “The Kids Aren’t Alright” by Fall Out Boy (such a dnp song. go give it a listen). also does this count as a songfic? idk.
“We should get matching tattoos.”
Phil choked on his drink. Very slowly, he looked up to meet his boyfriend’s eyes. He cleared his throat.
“What?” Phil rasped out. Dan smirked.
“I said we should get matching tattoos.” Dan said smoothly as he leaned back in his chair. Phil shook his head.