Phan Oneshots :3

You're More Important Than My Shirt.

Plot: Dan gets angry just because of Phil getting his white shirt he just bought being mixed up in the colourful clothes. He eventually realises that he's harsh on Phil and cuddles and kisses him while having coffee and sweets.

"You always mix up the laundry and my white clothes always get coloured!" Dan shouted in rage. Sometimes, fights over small things happen between him and his boyfriend, and right now, the fight is getting more and more intense as Phil felt his heart shatter more and more.

"I-I really didn't mean to, Dan." Phil replied shyly. Dan was way too busy to notice he was really really guilty for what he has done, which was only a small thing.

"You always say that you understand to be careful about it. Now I just bought this shirt, and look what you've done, Phil!" Dan shouted. He was red in fury and Phil could see he was about to explode. He didn't care that it was night time and that he might wake up their elderly neighbours. It really was an accident. Phil thought.

"Again, I'm sorry Dan, and this was an accident, I never meant to put the coloured clothes in the wrong bin." Phil felt really afraid whenever someone shouted at him, especially Dan, because he sounds booming and scary to him, and Phil wouldn't want to risk losing Dan over some little fight.

"Sorry will not make anything better. I worked a long time with sorting out the laundry and paid a lot for that shirt, and you had to ruin it, don't you?" Dan growled. He was a little bit more quieter, but more mean-sounding.

"I-I..." Phil trailed off. He didn't want to break down in front of Dan, but he couldn't help it. He ran out of the room to sit down on the corner of the stairs near the laundry room, and sobbed to himself, leaning against the walls that lay on the sides the stairs.

"Phil, love!" Dan shouted, but more in a worried tone than in the tone he was shouting at earlier. He ran to the staircase to see his poor boyfriend curled up on one of the stairs, bawling his eyes out. He sat down on the stairs next to him and carried him so he is resting on his lap. "I am so sorry, honey, I didn't mean to shout." He kissed him slowly on the lips to reassure him he was being honest with him.

Phil kissed back, tears dripping down on his face, still feeling afraid of the shouting of Dan that's been echoing in his head. The brown haired man saw his boyfriend struggling to stop crying, so he wrapped his arms around Phil and pulled him into a hug, so he is snuggled into Dan's neck.

Dan kissed his tears away that was about to fall on his t-shirt. He went to the coat hanger nearby and got his jacket for casual wear, setting it on Phil's back to keep him warm and snug.

Phil put his arms in the armholes of the jacket and inhaled the relieving scent of it, hugging Dan's neck in the process.

"You feel better now, sweetheart?" Dan asked, still worried.
"Y-yes, I'm fine." Phil replied. Dan smiled, happy that he finally was able to talk to him again. He may have stuttered, but he was still grateful nonetheless.

"Look, I am very sorry for yelling, I truly am. I want to make this up to you." The brown haired boy said, stroking Phil's cheek with his thumb.
"You don't have to, Dan, it's fine." Phil said, giving him a small smile to prove his statement true.
"Except I want to. Come on, time for cuddles." Dan carried Phil bridal style up the stairs, giving him a kiss before he can say otherwise.

After climbing about 18,000 stairs, Dan arrived at the lounge, panting as he put down Phil, who was blushing red because Dan was being so charming to him.

Dan gathered up two cups of coffee, one in Dan's Hello Kitty mug and one in a cup that a fan gave to Phil, which was of a houseplant. He also grabbed some sweets, and then put everything on the coffee table in front of the two of them.

Phil played the movie, which was basically just a random movie chosen, aware that they won't pay attention to the movie; only to each other.

The two lovers cuddled. Phil's head was snuggled deeply into Dan's chest while Dan's head was on top of Phil's. They ate chocolate together as they exchanged kisses.

Phil fell asleep, his head now on Dan's lap, arms wrapped around Dan's waist. Dan looked down at him, smiling. He leaned down to kiss his soft cheek.

"I love you, you spoon."

"Love you too, bear." Phil whispered in a small voice, pronouncing the "L" and the "R" as the sound a W would make.

Dan's heart melted. He was so adorable. No matter what, fights will never ever ever get in the way of his love for him.

(a/n: thank u for reading!! i am bored and its late so i will spend my time writing)

(another A/N: Yeah, I know this is the 3rd time I wrote a "fighting" oneshot and I am sorry, but these types of oneshots are just so adorable holy crap)