PHAN -- One Shots

Is This Real Life?

/Writer's Note:/ So this'll be kind of a brain fuck story. SO HAVE FUN.

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*Dan's P.O.V*

Dan was pacing the hallway of his apartment again. His feet were sliding against the light grey carpet and his hands were running themselves nervously through his hair as he grumbled under his breath. He was waiting for his best friend Phil to come home from shopping. Why? you may ask. Well, today Dan was sure would be the day that he would tell Phil about the crush he had on him. Maybe it was even too strong of a feeling to be called a crush, if he wasn't freaked out he'd call it love.

The door opened suddenly and Dan stopped dead in his tracks, staring at his friend as he walked inside. Phil's face lit up as he saw Dan, obviously oblivious to Dan's scared and nervous look, his hands fiddling with themselves, his body shaking ever so slightly.

"Well, hello Daniel," Phil said with a wide smile, "what're you doing standing in the middle of the hallway?"

"Waiting for you," Dan blurted out without thinking. He felt his cheeks begin to burn and he cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Oh? How come?" Phil asked as he shut the door to the apartment, moving from the doorway and motioning for Dan to follow him to the lounge. He sat down on the comfy couch and patted the place next to him. 

Dan ignored his invitation to sit and paced back and fourth in front of Phil, trying to figure out a way for him to state what needed to be said. He sighed and stopped, turning to face Phil. "LookphilIreallyreallylikeyouandI'msorryifyouhatemenow."

Phil stared at him with a confused look before chuckling awkwardly. "What did you even just say?"

Dan took a deep breath and this time, said it slower. "I. Really. Really. Like. You. And. I'm. Sorry. If. You. Hate. Me. Now." Dan fiddled with his hands in front of his body and watched as his best friend's cheeks went a light pink.

"Oh."

"Oh? That's all you say!? God Phil! Talk to me!" Dan exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air as Phil pursed his lips and looked away. He patted the spot next to him and this time, Dan listened, sitting down on the comfy surface of the couch.

"Dan, we've known each other for a long time and it must've been really hard for you to tell me this, I can imagine. I just have to ask, how long have you known?"

"About a year...."

Phil shook his head before looking over at Dan and smiling, he leaned forward and put his fingers underneath Dan's chin, their noses were barely brushing. "Well Dan, I've liked you for 2 so I beat you." And with that Phil gently pressed his lips to Dan's.

And then Dan woke up.

He sat up in bed and looked around, his room was dark and he was shirtless. He yawned and rubbed the back of his neck, images from his dream coming back to him and making his cheeks a light red. "What a strange dream," he stated and shook his head. It wasn't every day that you had a dream about confessing your love to your best friend.

He kicked off his duvet and stood onto the carpeted ground. He pulled on a random shirt before heading out of his room and to the kitchen where he could hear his roommate making coffee. He smiled slightly and rubbed his eyes against the pale light of the kitchen. Phil looked over his shoulder at Dan and smiled kindly.

"Morning sleepy head, want some coffee?" Dan nodded while yawning and then leaned against the counter. He rubbed his temples as he stared at the ground. "What'd you dream about?"

"I had a strange dream that I told you I had a crush on you and then you kissed me," Dan stated honestly with a light chuckle.

Phil's cheeks tinted darker and he looked away, continuing to make coffee. "Huh. Well, do you have a crush on me?"

Dan stared at the ground thoughtfully, hell yes he did, but he wasn't going to say he did. "Would you kiss me if I said yes?"

Phil stopped and then slowly turned around and walked up to Dan, standing in front of him and smirking slightly. "I don't know, it hasn't happened yet."

"Yes."

"Okay then," Phil said with a nod before leaning forward and closing the gap between their lips.

And then Dan woke up.

This time when Dan woke up it wasn't peaceful, he could hear loud banging on his door and Phil on the other side of the door telling him to get up as it was nearly 2 in the evening. Dan groaned and slowly sat up, stumbling out of bed and out of his room. What was going on? Stupid dreams inside of dreams. He shook his head and walked to the lounge where he found his best friend sitting with his laptop on his lap. 

Dan sat down on the couch beside him and rubbed his head.

"Rough sleep? Have some odd dreams?"

"Don't even get me started," Dan huffed. 

"I had a dream that you told me you liked me," Phil suddenly stated without looking up from his laptop.

Dan looked over at him with a startled look and swallowed hard. He was too tired for this, honestly. "R-Really?" He mentally cursed himself for stuttering.

"Yeah although I think I know why."

"Why?"

"Because I like you."

Dan's mouth dropped open as he stared at Phil, he slowly peeled his face away from his laptop screen and smiled at Dan, his cheeks a light red.

And then he woke up.

Dan was really tired of having these fucking dreams, he just wanted them to end. But he felt the warmth next to him and looked around in the darkness, and knew that this was not a dream. He rolled over in the bed and grabbed Phil and pulled him closer to his body, smiling as he buried his face into his boyfriend's hair, inhaling his scent. Thank god this time, it was real life. 

/Writer's Note:/ I got bored and I thought this would be kind of cool and cute. So yeah ^~^