The Wine Bottle Incident (Phan oneshot)

The wine bottle incident

A/n this is the first thing I'm writing, so I'm just kind of trying it out. Please don't be harsh about my writing as I don't know if it will be that good. It is just a oneshot.
:D hope you enjoy!!
(P. S. This has not been proofread or anything, so sorry for any mistakes)

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I'm driving home from the shop in the middle of town. Dan and I are finally having the date night that we've been planning for a month. It's just going to be him, me, movies, chocolates, and a bottle of red wine. I was at the shop buying Lindt chocolate and the best wine I could find - which also happened to be the most expensive. I get home, walk up the stairs to our apartment and walk in to see Dan sitting on the couch in his pajamas.
"Hi Dan," I say. He jumps up and runs towards me, pulling me into a big hug.
"Hi Phil," he says, smiling from ear to ear.
"Dan, I was only gone for 10 minutes!" I laugh. He says,
"I know, but I missed you," and then kisses me deeply. I put the packet down on the table and walk to our room.
"I'll be back now, I'm just getting changed," I say, then close the door. I pull on my pajamas with the lions and llamas on them and then walk out to the TV room. The first thing I notice is that all of the lights are off, and candles surround the room. The TV is on and the chocolates are lying in a heart shape on the coffee table. I figure Dan is in the kitchen, so I go sit down on the couch to wait for him. Not 2 minutes later I hear a crash and Dan yell out in pain. I run to the kitchen to find Dan sitting on the floor, crying into his hands, and glass and wine everywhere.
"Dan!" I run over to him and hold him in my arms, kissing his forehead.
"Are you okay?" I ask. He lets out a muffled sob,
"I'm s-sorry," he stutters, then continues crying.
"Why are you sorry Dan? It's not your fault! Just tell me what happened." He looks at me, his eyes are puffy and read. He takes a deep breath,
"I-I just wanted our d-date night to be p-perfect. I did the TV room nicely, but when I came here to get u-us a glass of wine each," he takes another deep breath, "the bottle just slipped out of my hands! I'm sorry because I know how expensive that stuff was and this was going to be our perfect night!" I sigh,
"Dan, this night is perfect because I get to be with you! We don't need some fermented fruit to enjoy this! I am spending time with you, my love, and that is all that matters."
"I love you, Phil"
"I'm in love with you, Dan"
We kiss, and I feel those fireworks and the fluttering in my stomach that I feel whenever I'm close to him.
"Come, lets clean this up." I say, then help Dan up and get the brush and pan and start sweeping up the glass. After all the glass is thrown away, Dan starts to clean up the wine with a cloth.
"Uh, Phil?"
"Yeah?"
"Look." He says and I notice a huge crack in the kitchen tile.
"Sh*t," I say, before adding, "Our landlord's going to kill us." We both burst out laughing.
"Best date ever," he says, "Now let's go eat some chocolate!"
"Only you, Dan, only you." I say, before following him to the TV.