Phil
"Phil!" You call from the front door. Throwing your keys and bag on the table waiting for a response but you don't get one. "Phil! I'm home!" You call again taking off your coat. You make your way through the house until You enter the bedroom you and Phil shared. Phil was nowhere to be seen but you did notice a lump in the bed. You kneel down beside him and pull the covers a little bit to see a smear stained Phil.
"Go away, let me be a wimp." He sniffles.
"Phil? What happened?" You ask pulling the covers off of him. He sits up shoving his laptop towards you. You open it back up and see comments
"Why do you still try? Nine years on YouTube and Dan has more subscribers."
"The only reason you have any subscribers at all is because of Dan."
"Why are you still on YouTube?"
"You're like 36 what are you doing with your life?"
They are all the same though. You shut the laptop and wrap your arms around Phil.
"Philly, they obviously don't know what they're talking about."
"They're right, I've been on YouTube almost double what Dan has and he has double the subscribers, why do I try?" He sniffles. He lays his head in your lap and brush hair say playing with his fringe.
"Do remember vidcon last year?"
"Yeah,"
"Do remember that girl and that other girl and that guy who said that yo I saved their lives? Remember their stories? You mean a lot to so many people all four million of your subscribers love you much and that's all that matters, they don't even know what they're talking about because they don't even know your age. They're just ten year olds sitting behind a computer." You say kissing his forehead.
Dan
"Please!" Dan cries from the other room. You get up to the sound of hi land your newborn baby boy crying. Entering the nursery you saw Dan trying to get your son to sleep, but he just kept crying. "For daddy? Come on." He groans rubbing his back.
You come up behind him and take him from his arms. In seconds your son was calm and sleeping. Laying him down back into his crib you take dans hand and lead him back to your room. As soon as you sit down Dan was in your arms crying.
"Dan baby?" You ask rubbing his back and kissing his cheek.
"He hates me, I'm gonna make a terrible dad," he cries.
"What are you talking about?"
"I've been trying to get him to sleep for almost an hour and all you have to do is touch him and he's fine, I don't get it." He sobs.
"Daniel, he's a baby, I'm his mom, he's been inside me for the past nine months, he's grown a liking to me automatically, he's only three days old, give him time okay baby?" You ask looking him in his big brown glassy eyes. He nods.
"He loves you I promise," you comfort kissing his forehead. To comfort him you become the big spoon and you both stay up talking for a few hours before you fall asleep.
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Dan and Phil Preferences and Imagines (Closed)
FanfictionThis is exactly what the title says! Preferences and imagines for Dan Howell and Phil Lester! Requests are open!
