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I had been friends with Dan and Phil for years so I decided to drop by their house in the UK. Phil stays up all night doing god knows what so I'll be bunking with Dan. It's not like I'm complaining, I like Dan....more than friends.
I brush my teeth then go to Dan's bedroom to find him already laying down in nothing but his boxers.
He looks over at me and smiles.
"Hey, (y/n). Come on over here and lay down." His smile could charm anyone. I lightly blush and go over to him, getting under the covers with him. "Good night, Dan." I said, rolling into my side. "Good night, (y/n)." He replied.
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I slowly opened my eyes to see Dan looking at me and whispering my name. We've always been close and I know exactly what's bothering him.
"(Y/n. Im having another existential crisis." His eyes looked like a thousand tears were about to come out at once.
I pull him down close to me and stroke his hair.
"It's okay. I'm here for you."
I feel his tears start to soak my shirt as he clutched onto it. "I love you, Dan." It took everything in me to say that.
He looks up at me with tear stained cheeks. "R-really? I love you, t-too, (y/n)"
My heart stopped.
I was shocked and couldn't say anything. I just couldn't believe that Dan Howell like me of anyone.
Before I could even think anything, his lips were crashed against mine. I didn't pull away, I kissed back. Loving the way our lips moved together.
We pulled away to catch a breath and I looked into his beautiful brown eyes.
He smiled and pulled me into his chest, laying his head on mine.
I slowly fell asleep in his arms.
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Very short first one shot but I just wanna know how I did. I have never wrote anything on the youtubers danisnotonfire and amazingphil. Very first thing ever with them. So please comment some ideas for the next one shot!
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Dan and Phil things
FanfictionA bunch of Dan & Phil one - shots. Includes: - Phan (Dan x Phil) And - X - readers (you with Dan, you with Phil, and/or you with both ALSO INCLUDES IMAGINES, RELATABLE POST, QUOTES, TUMBLR POST, ETC.
