one shots // phan

like im gonna lose you

Disclaimer: I don't know exactly how same sex weddings work, so sorry if i get something wrong, but I'm doing my best.

Word count: 3334

"I'm leaving for Chris's now, Phil!" I set my bags down as Phil comes up to me.

"Why do you have to leave?" he pouts, wrapping his arms around my neck.

"Because. Besides you're going to PJ's. Shouldn't you be leaving too?" I ask, resting my hands on his hips. Phil sighs.

"Yeah. . .but I still can believe we're getting married tomorrow."

I smile as I push his fringe out of his face.

"Well, we are. So, now there's no getting away from me." I lean forward and press a kiss to his forehead. He laughs as I pull away.

"Aww, dang it."

"I'm sorry, Phil, but you can't get rid of me that easily. Now, go pack, I know you haven't yet." I smirk as Phil rolls his eyes.

"You don't know that," he says, pulling away from me and crossing his arms defensively. I laugh.

"Oh, but I do, darling. Now shoo, you need to pack and I told Chris I'd be there ten minutes ago."

Phil sighs. "Alright. I'll go pack," he says, turning to walk down the hallway.

I clear my throat to get his attention. Phil turns around.

"Yes, Daniel?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

"I believe you've forgotten something, Philip."

"I'm sorry to say I do not know what you're inquiring, Daniel," he says in a posh accent, a small smile playing on his lips. I roll my eyes.

"Get over here, you spork."

He giggles as he walks over to me, putting both hands on my cheeks.

"I love you. You know that, right?" Phil asks, looking into my eyes.

"Well that'd kinda make this whole marriage thing awkward if you didn't," I say, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Dan."

"Sorry. Yes, I know and I love you, too."

I smile as I lean down, pulling Phil closer as our lips connect. I pull away after a few seconds, resting my forehead against Phil's.

"I really have to go now, love," I whisper. Phil sighs.

"I know," Phil says, pulling away, smiling at me. "Oh god, I still have to pack."

I laugh. "Go pack, you dork. I love you, bye." I kiss his forehead one last time before grabbing my bags.

"Love you, bye," Phil says, watching as I walk down the stairs and out the door.

• • • • •

I groan as my alarm goes off, reaching over and slapping at my phone until it finally shuts off.

The door slams open suddenly, Chris's head poking around the side.

"Rise and shine, lover boy!" Chris exlaims, making hand gestures as he talks. "Today is the big day, so get your ass up and come eat the food I made, and by that I mean go fix your own damn cereal."

I roll my eyes as I laugh, swinging my legs over the side of the bed and taking a deep breath. As I'm walking over to my bags, I hear Chris again.

"Oh, yeah! Carrie is on her way to help you get ready! And she also said you were going to rehearse some more!" he yelled from somewhere in the house.