Duet

Phan Is Real.

A/N I know the cover picture is wonky but it's effort to fix it sorry ^ - ^

I'm sat editing my latest video, when Phil walks in the room.

"Whatcha doing?" He sings playfully, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Climbing Mount Everest, Phil, what does it look like?"

He chuckles at my joke, pulling me off my chair to take me into his arms. "You're so cute when you're sarcastic." He murmurs, kissing my cheek gently.

"One minute, Phil. I'll put my end screen on the video, and then I'm done. How does Attack on Titan and coffee sound?"

He grins, running down to the kitchen to make the coffee, while I rush to finish off editing. I leave my video to upload while I head to the kitchen to scare Phil.

* * *

Logging into my Twitter, I scan through all of the messages people have tagged me in:

Hey @danisnotonfire what's up with that latest video? 😉

@danisnotonfire WHATTTTTTTT. WHAT IS THIS

PHAN????????? OMG!! @danisnotonfire

Becoming increasingly worried, I replay my last video. Everything looks fine, until the last few seconds.

"That was a great video, Dan." Phil says to me, ignoring the camera.

"Not as great as you." I smile, leaning into him.

We kissed. I forgot to cut it out. Whoops?

I take my camera out, before I can change my mind, and knock on the door of Phil's room.

"Come in!" He calls, and I open the door. He's sat, watching some YouTube on his computer. Placing the camera down carefully so it's filming us, I clear my throat, making him spin around.

"So, there's been this rumour going round for a while... Something about 'Phan'?"

"Oh yeah, I heard about that." Phil stands up, beckoning me closer. I obey, and he puts his arms over my shoulders, and mine on his hips. "Something about two gay YouTubers?"

He kisses me slowly and tenderly, lingering when he moves away. "I ship it." I tell him with a smile.

"Me too." He grins, stepping backwards.

* * *

I've finally got the video just how I want it. It's less than a minute long, but I've put a whole paragraph in the description about what's been going on with me and Phil. Hopefully people will understand.

I press upload, just as Phil walks in. Turning to him, I say, "Hey, guess what?"

"What?" He replies, still standing in my doorframe. I walk over to him agonisingly slowly, and I finally answer, whispering in his ear.

"Phan is real." I kiss him, properly this time, not worrying about people finding out.

This moment is ten times sweeter because of the fact that we're free. It doesn't matter any more. Phan is real.