Fluffy Phan Oneshots

"I Wanna Come Home to You"

(A/N I feel like Troye's songs can really relate to Dan and Phil, maybe it's just because I'm trash, but who knows, anyways, this is because I've had Talk Me Down on repeat all day and I started thinking about 2009-ish D&P enjoy.)

Phil

The first time I hugged him at the train station I knew I couldn't bare to say goodbye a few days later. Now, here I was, back at the station, watching him leave. I tried to muster out the words, trying to get him to stay, but I knew he had to go. So I just watched him board the train, fighting the tears threatening to fall.

If someone had told me that I'd fall so deeply in love with a man I'd only just met in person, I wouldn't believe them, but Dan's different. We've been talking online and skyping for a while now, but I would have never in my life imagined that we'd meet one day. And here we are, facing each other from opposite sides of the train wall, already missing the other person. I wish he could stay with me. I wish we could just forget the world and be together, but I had to watch him go.

The train doors closed and I watched as he watched them slowly shut, almost debating if he should just run for it and try to make it out. Even as the train moved, our gaze held strong; I knew that I wanted to see him for as long as I could. And just like that, his face was gone and I was left standing in the middle of the platform with all the air in my lungs suddenly gone.

Turning around, I started walking towards the exit, feeling the distance pull at my heart with each step. Feeling a vibration, I pulled my phone out of my pocket, smiling as the display lit up with the only name I wanted to see. Clearing my throat, I accepted the call, knowing the sound of his voice would make everything better.

"Hello."

"Phil! I miss you already, why do we have to live so fucking far away?"

"I miss you too Dan, but don't worry, we'll see each other again soon."

"But Phil, I just wanna hold hands with you and be close to you and that's all I wanna do right now. I just want to come home to you."

"Dan, I promise, we'll see each other again super soon and we can hold hands and sleep and be close and all of that, but until then, we still have skype and the phone. Home can just be a room full of your safest sounds, whether that room is through a computer screen or right in front of you, I'll always be with you. I love you so much, Dan."

"Phil, I wish I could hug you right now. I just wanna be close to you."

"Wait, Dan, why don't you move up to Manchester? You could go to university up here and then we could see each other all the time without a three and a half hour train ride between us. It could work, there's the University of Manchester that's not too far away from me. Dan, this could work!"

"Are you serious? Why didn't I think of this sooner? This could work, this might actually work. Phil, you're a genius."

"I didn't get my Masters degree for nothing, I do have a few good ideas. Let's get you to Manchester."

I could already feel my cheeks warming as the corners of my mouth turned up and before I knew it, I was giggling. In public. Me, a grown-ass man, was giggling in public over the thought of a boy I just met in person for the first time moving to Manchester. But I knew he wasn't just "some guy" oh no. Daniel James Howell was much more than just "some guy." He means the world to me and I can't wait until I see him again.