Dan and Phil Imagines

Dan imagine

"Oh, I will be able to reach you." You say to the bowl on the top shelf. Dan had a habit of putting the most useful things in the most inconvenient places.

"And once I get you," you started to pull a chair over to the counter "I will be able to enjoy my cereal victoriously." You climbed onto the chair but realised that you would surely slip and fall if you attempted to stand.

"Plan B." You stated getting off and putting it back into its place. You brushed your y/c/h out of your eyes and stood with your hands on your hips just thinking.

The counter?

But I just cleaned it. I don't want to have to do it again.

Why not another chair?

I can't find another.

Eat something that doesn't need a bowl?

And actually have to cook something?! You're funny.

You argued mentally and decided in a failed attempt to jump and see if you could reach it. Which of course did not work and earned you a chuckle from the 6'3" man that you did not know had previously been there.

"What some help, y/n?" He said through a fit of giggles. You folded your arms and smirked, "I wouldn't need it if someone didn't put everything up so high!" He walked past you to grab the bowl. "Why do you think I do that? I like feeling like you need me." He leaned down and kissed your nose.

"Thanks, love." You blushed and buried your face in his chest. "Mm of course." He kissed the top of your head. "But you know, I'm always going to need you." You smiled under a sweet kiss.

"Okay, right. What the hell was jumping going to do?!" He asked amused.

"Shut up, and give me my bowl."

Yay ^·^ no death in this chapter haha. Leave a comment if you liked this one, muffins.