Phan Oneshot Collection

Broadcasting Blunders

Summary:
Dan is sick, and slips up during a Younow show

Please note:
Just something cute I wrote for a friend. Thought I'd put it up here. New proper one shot coming within the next couple of days.

Edit: Thank you all so much for 1k+ reads. I love each and everyone one of you, and it amazes me how many people read these, and genuinely like them. I know I don't take the time to thank you guys on here as much as I do with my readers on Tumblr, but I would like to now. I'm not good with long thank yous like these, but this really means a lot to me. So thank you, once more, and enjoy the fic.

Warnings: some language

Word count: 372

Genre: drabble/fluff

~~~~~~~~~~

"Yeah guys, I'm a little bit sick, so I'm sorry if I say anything that sounds uneducated. My brain feels like porridge."

I scanned through the chat again, sniffling, until a premium message popped up.

"@dessy424 asks 'where is phil? And get well soon!xx' Well, I appreciate your thoughtfulness, thank you, and I actually don't know where phil is. He might be at the shop-"

"I heard my name."

I leaned back in my chair to see Phil standing in the doorway.

"Oh, so you're not at the store. Come entertain these people with me, my illness bores them."

He smiled and walked in, crouching down so people could see him. "Hi people in Dan's liveshow!"

"Phil, Amanda asks what your opinion on onions is."

"They're good, but don't eat too much or your sinuses will catch fire."

I chuckled softly. "You sound like you speak from experience."

"That's a story for another time."

We shuffled through the chat, answering a few more questions, until I sneezed for about the billionth time.

"You know what, hey babe, could you get me tissues?"

"Yeah, I'll be right back." And he bolted out of the room.

I returned my attention to the chat.

'Megan Howlter: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'

'karlathefangirl221: wjat did u just call phil?!!'

'Sarah L: OH MY GOSSSDDDDDDD'

'ramenandfandoms: DID I JUST HEAR U CORRECTLY?!!!'

Shit.

What did I do?

Oh.

Oh.

'Premium message from @lester_bear1989: dan, did you just call Phil babe?'

Fuck.

I giggled nervously. "Um sorry I, uh,...."

I couldn't blame it on my cold. Phil acted so nonchalantly about it.

I couldn't say it was a joke. No one would believe that.

Oh god.

And just to make matters worse, Phil walked in.

"Hey Dan I got your tissues- hey are you okay?"

But I couldn't tell him.

Phil rushed over and scanned the chat. "Shhhhhark."

He turned to look at me. "What are we gonna do?" I mouthed.

He shrugged. "Maybe we could just tell them?"

And I felt the space between us closing and soon I felt his lips against mine. I smiled and deepened the kiss.

"Yeah, I'd like that."

-----------------

The next week, Phil Lester was sick with an awful cold. And the whole of the Internet knew why.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

//New fic up soon I promise//

//Fav, comment, etc, for more fics <3//

//Again, sorry for my shitty writing//