A Compilation of Phan Oneshots

A Sleepless Night

So I wrote this when I couldn't sleep last night. Restless nights are the worst. I wish I had someone to cuddle with when I can't sleep.

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Phil bit his lip and shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other as he debated with himself. He had spent the last three hours trying to get some sleep before he had eventually given up and browsed Tumblr and Twitter for a bit. That had been nearly two hours ago so now here he was at nearly five in the morning outside Dan's door.

He wouldn't have been surprised if Dan wasn't even in bed yet but he knew he was. Phil had heard Dan switch off the TV and light in the living room before practically speed-walking, like he always did, to his bedroom. Dan wasn't a big fan of the dark or even corridors in general for that matter.

That had taken place at around half two. Phil had nearly gotten up at that point to make some useless small talk with him, just to have something to do. But in the end, he had decided against it and squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to fall asleep.

At around half three, he gave up on that idea and turned his MacBook on. And even browsing various social media for an hour and a half bored him so he gave up on that as well.

Which was why he was standing outside Dan's bedroom door, unsure whether to knock or not.

They had both encountered restless nights before and luckily it was a rare occurrence. If it happened, the sleepless man would wake the other up in an attempt to pull them into the hell that they were in as well. It had only happened a couple of times and if it did, they would attempt to pull an all-nighter together; watching anime or playing a few video games together.

Phil finally gave into his insistent brain and knocked on the door lightly. There was no reply at first so he knocked again, a little bit louder than the last time.

Listening, he thought he heard a groan from the other side of the door so he knocked once more.

He definitely heard something then.

It was a mumble of swear words and half-asleep moans in Dan's heavy voice.

"Dan...?" Phil whispered through the door, gnawing on his bottom lip again.

After a moment of horrible silence, he heard, "What?"

Dan's voice sounded gravelly and slightly annoyed and that made Phil feel guilty and he was tempted to run back to his room. Waking up Dan was never a good idea.

"Um... Are you awake?" He asked dumbly, unsure of what else to say.

He expected a sarcastic response from the other side of the door and sure enough, Dan delivered halfheartedly. "Of course not, Dumbass. I'm definitely sleeping right now."

Phil smiled a little at Dan's answer.

"I uh... I can't sleep," He said through the door.

Dan groaned a little again before saying, "Well fucking come in then. I'm not getting up."

Hearing this, Phil opened the door and let himself inside. Dan's room was dark and he could just make out Dan on the bed, lying back with his arms covering his face.

"Shut the door," Dan mumbled from under his arms.

Phil frowned a little but did as he asked and shut out the light coming from his own bedroom, leaving them in the darkness of Dan's room.

He stood awkwardly by the door, waiting for what Dan would say or do next. Usually by this time, Dan would be up and suggesting to make hot chocolate with marshmallows and then having a go at Phil for already having eaten them.