I'll Never Give Up On Us, I Promise (A Phanfic)

Chapter 1

*4 months later*

"Make a wish, Dan!" Phil exclaimed cheerfully. I smiled as I closed my eyes and blew out the candles on the cake in front of me. Today was my 22nd Birthday. I don't think I was nearly as excited about it as Phil was, though. 

"Happy Birthday, Dan." He said, pulling me into a huge hug. "I love you." I smiled into his neck. "I love you, too." Phil let go and quickly squeezed my hand before opening the door to the cupboard that held our plates and bowls. 

Phil put 2 plates on the counter and started taking the candles out of the cake. "Phil, you forgot to close the cupboards again." I complained, jokingly. He giggled and stuck his tongue out at me, then returned to the de-candleing of the cake. 

I closed the cupboard and opened the drawer under it and grabbed a knife and two forks. I handed the knife to Phil and he cut 2 big slices of cake and placed them carefully on the plates. 

He took a fork from my hand and scooped up a bite of cake, I did the same. "Do you wanna try that thing where we feed each other a bite of cake?" Phil asked, his face beaming. I giggled. "You mean that thing that people do at weddings?" I asked. "Yeah!" Phil replied, now giggling as well. "1,2,3." We both chanted, right before we stuck the cake into each other's mouths. We looked at each other and started laughing uncontrollably. 

"I've always wanted to do that, I don't know I always thought it was cool." Phil said between giggles. He was so beautiful. Everything about him was perfect. His deep blue eyes (I swear you could swim in them), his smile, his sweet scent, how he stuck his tongue out of his mouth when he laughed. He was just adorable. He was, dare I say it... 

Perfect. 

When we finished our healthy balanced breakfast of cake, Phil excitedly ran to our room to get my present. He ran into the room with a giant, box rapped in elaborate blue wrapping paper with little Pikachu's and Squirtle's scattered about. "Awe Phil, you didn't have to get me anything, just you is enough." I said, grabbing the present. In the corner of my eye I saw Phil's pale cheeks turn to a rosy pink. I carefully unwrapped the paper (wanting to keep it because, what else could I say, it was awesome). I opened the box and gasped. My mouth was open in awe at what I saw.  

"Phil!" I exclaimed. "This is amazing!" I pulled out a fairly large picture frame that held a photo of Phil and I, hand in hand, on our first real date. We went to the carnival and there was a photo booth that we must of spent 20 bucks on taking pictures. "Phil, I love this. Thank you." I pulled him into a hug. "There's more." He said, letting go. I put the picture on the counter and reached into the box. Next, I pulled out two small plush toys. They were Phil and I. "I got them custom made." Phil said. Our plush twins were holding hands and smiling. I looked in the box and found one last thing.  

It was a card. The whole card was covered in a collage of photos of Phil and I from past videos. I recognized a photo of us making hearts with our hands from Philisnotonfire. I opened the card and was surprised. "Philip Michael Lester" I said. "I never knew you were a poet." He started blushing again. "It's really bad. I just wanted to write you something special and I tried poetry. Sorry it's not very good." He mumbled, now looking down at his feet. I read it over again.

You, 

It's a simple 3 letter word, 

Yet it means so much to me.

It's, 

amazing how one little thing, 

could mean so much.

But, 

The thing is, you're not a little thing, 

You're a huge thing to me.

Soft brown hair swept over your eye, 

And matching beautiful chocolate brown eyes.

Never, 

in my life did I think I'd find, 

Someone who makes so happy.

But I did

You, 

That little 3 letter word, 

It's my favourite.

"Phil, this is beautiful. I love it. I love you." I whispered. "Really? You really like it?" He asked. I nodded. "Of course." Phil gently caressed my cheek with his hand and softly pressed his lips into mine, smiling into the kiss. 

"Happy Birthday, Dan." He said. "Is there anything specific you wanna do today?" I put the card back into the box. "I think this is fine right here." I replied, leaning in to kiss him again.