Phan Oneshots, shit writing and other trash

One Shot #1

(So I'm writing this listening to Copycat by Gumi  and Last of Me by Megurine Luka so if this weird, blame music)

Dan's POV:

"Phhhhiiiillllllll" I light heartily groan across the flat.
Phil peeks his head around the corner of his bedroom, coffee mug in one hand, the other holding on to the edge of the door frame.
"Yes Danny?" He sarcastically responds.
"Do you have any plans coming up this week?" I ask curiously.
He walks out of his room slightly and leans on the door frame.
"Hmm, I don't think so." He replies after taking a sip of his coffee,
"Why do you ask? Phil adds on as he walks over to where I'm sitting on the couch.
"Oh, I was just wondering because since we've just finished with the TATINOF, I was thinking we should do something relaxing, just you and me, we haven't gotten much time to ourselves recently, have we?" I explain, looking up from the laptop resting on my legs.
Phil smiles and sits down right beside me, resting his head on my shoulder
"Sounds nice, I love spending time with you, but where were you thinking of going?" He asks as he looks at the screen of the Macbook.
"I'm not quite sure yet, I was thinking something cheesy or cliche like a dinner and a movie, something along those lines." I say, even I didn't think this through, it was kind of spontaneous, oh well, as long as I get to spend time with Phil.
"Sounds cute." Phil warmly responds.
"Well, what kind of day should it be? Should we go somewhere fancier and watch a romance movie, or something casual and maybe a comedy?" I list off a few of the options I had in mind.
"I don't really feel like having to get dressed up for something, I'd honestly prefer something more casual, if you don't mind" Phil sits up a bit, still leaning up against me.
"Nah, that's fine, casual is a much nicer idea, since we've done a lot of things that require lots of preparations, I don't feel like getting dressed up for awhile." I reply honestly.
"Cool, have anywhere in mind? What movies are showing right now?" Phil asks.
"Well, Deadpool has been out for a bit and I really want to see it, as for supper, I'll let you choose." I exclaim.
"I've really want to see Deadpool too actually, as for supper I've been craving cafe foods, like lattes and biscuits and the such." Phil says while looking down at his empty coffee mug almost like he wanted to be able to refill it with his eyes. (A.N: What did I just write?)
"Sounds cool, we can go to some local cafe slightly after lunch then hit up the movie theater afterwords." I smile as I close the laptop,
"We've got plans." I put stand up and put the laptop where I was just sitting.
Phil looks over at me with a pouty face.
"You got up, I was just getting comfyyyyy" Phil whines as he drags out the last word of the sentence.
"Oh, boo, I'm just getting something to eat then I'll come back, okay?" I reply with a sweeter tone.
"Fineee" he replies, getting up and following me to the kitchen to put his coffee mug in the sink.
After he puts his mug away he comes up behind me, throwing his arms over my shoulders with his head on the left of my face.
"I love you, come and cuddle me" He says turning his head to give me a kiss on the cheek.
"I haven't finished eating yet Phil, you have to wait" I reply giving him a quick kiss and then going to go sit at the table.
...Then I got writers block, cool cool...

To be continued? Maybe? idk, idc really.