Dan and Phil Imagines

Preference- the first time he tells you he loves you

Dan:

"Oh. My. God. It's not even important!" You rolled your eyes and walked up the stairs in frustration. "Y/n" he enunciated every letter, "it's important to me! Im sorry I dont feel comfortable with men getting flirty with you. You--you know i have a jealously problem!" "For fucks sake, Daniel. He's my boss, i was being friendly. Sorry that I'm not like you with this amazing job where you really only meet your boss maybe twice a year."  You snap at him. "Y/n, no. No. It's important to me-""whythen Dan? Why is it so fucking important to you?""BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, DAMNIT!" his face softens and so does your heart as you pull him close into one of the greatest hugs you've ever received.

Phil: 

You were sat on Phil's bed with your hair pulled out of your face and glasses pinned on your nose. You decided to steal some of his pyjama pants, even though they were unreasonably long on you, and came to the conclusion that makeup was way too much effort. It was quiet as you poked his cute little nose and he smiled pecking your cheek and for the next few minutes thats all you did. Poke and flick and giggle. You two had a game, you would always say 'i love you' but then end with saying 'your smile' or 'your hair' as both of you were too afraid to actually say the words alone. "I love you," you started "your nose." He giggled "i love you," he poked you, "your clothes." "I love you," you kissed his forehead "your humor." He looked at you and twirled your hair with his finger, "i love you," he looked into your eyes, "with all of my heart."