A/N: i am tired and writing this and going straight to bed after uploading... still at band camp... still miserable and literally almost passed out today :0 dehydration is real, kids. anyways, another Nonyoutuber!Phan story.. idk why im in the mood to write them?? whatever. dan and phil are teachers and dating but no one knows it so shhhhhh oh and jfc have you sEEN PHILS VIDEO OH YMGOD THE APP IM SCREA MIN B
"Good morning, class!" "Good morning Mr. Howell!"
Back into the routine. Another start of the school year. Crisp paper, red apples, bubble gum, and a whole lot of tests to grade.
Again.
But I was also secretly excited about beginning it with Phil. He was finally transferred to my school, and got a raise. I was excited for the nights where we'd both be staying up until the early hours of the morning just to grade tests that we had put off grading, and maybe he'd make us a nice cup of tea and talk about how happy he was for his students. might it put our sex lives on hold? certainly. our schedules always get fucked up when school starts. but then weekends are always a thing...
"Mr. Howell, someone's at the door," a few kids said as someone walked in. I knew who it was the second I heard the voice. "Good morning class, I hate to interrupt you, just dropping some papers off for Mr. Howell..."
"Good morning Mr. Ho-Lester," I said. Shit, I slipped. And Phil noticed. His eyes boggled at me for a split second before he continued making his way to the desk. "Watch it," he muttered, smiling sincerely. I nudged him.
"Thanks, Phil," I said. "Don't mention it. Lunch? Or are you eating in the teachers' lounge today?" he asked, walking back out. I nodded, "No I'm on for lunch." Phil smiled, and gave a thumbs up, before slipping back out of the classroom.
"You call Mr. Lester 'Phil'?" Mary asked. Mary couldn't keep her fucking mouth shut. I glared at her. "Yeah, and it's none of your business." The whole class started slapping the desks as if I had told her off. Mary's face went bright red.
"Anyways, back to algebra-" "I bet they're best friends... I bet they're in love," someone else said. The class sighed.
Now it was my turn to sigh. "Yeah, we kinda are," I whispered to myself. "OH MY GOD CALLED IT!" someone shouted.
I turned around from the front board. "Wha-what?!" I stuttered.
Mary's friend Abigail stood up. "I heard that, Mr. Howell! I bet you and Phil are married," she continued.
I blushed. "Mayyybe..." I said, holding out the y.
The class burst into squeals. "No shut up everyone! It's not that big of a deal," I began to say.
Then the door opened again. There was Phil, behind me, at the desk, pen in hand. "Just came back to grab my pen but it seems like there's some canoodling going on in here," Phil said slowly.
All the girls screamed, and the boys started shouting. Phil only laughed and came around behind the desk to me. "Hello, love," he said quietly to me as the class continued their chaos. "Hello," I replied, kissing him on the nose.
That burst a few ovaries.
"THIS IS THE CUTEST COUPLE I HAVE EVER SEEN!"
"Are you excited to teach this class this year, Dan?" Phil asked.
"You bet I am."
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what the fuck is this???? this was such a bad idea
i rly wanna see, like, space phan?? maybe dan and phil could work at NASA
phil can be a lunar mission specialist and dan can be mission control
idek
what did i just write??? who knows not me
goodnight ya butts
