Phan Oneshots

Oneshot #8

A/N sorry I haven't been writing anything I actually kind of forgot about WattPad. Whoops. Here's an extra-long extra-fluffy one shot!

[Dan]

"Daaan," I hear my name being called by Phil. I get out of the browsing position and walk into the kitchen to see Phil taking shots by himself.

"Phil, what're you up to?" I ask eyeing the liquor on the counter.

"What's it look like?" He giggles like a maniac.

"Phil are you drunk?" I ask holding Phil's shoulders to keep him upright.

"Maybe..." Phil giggles and continues," I was thinking about doing a drunk liveshow," he giggles and trips over nothing. I rush to catch him and grab him by the waist. "Wowza, Dan thanks for catching me... aww I just love you... aren't you just the best?" Phil gives me a sloppy, drunk kiss on the cheek.

"Phil, I dont think you're in a good state to do a liveshow..." I say reaching over to the alcohol and movingit behind the toaster.

"Awww, why not?" Philly asks, laughing.

"Hey, Philly, why don't we watch some anime or maybe Buffy?" I change the subject, catching him again as he stumbles over his own feet. I decide against letting a very drunk, very, very, clumsy Phil walk to the lounge. If you think he's clumsy sober, imagine an extremly intoxicated Phil. I grab the 6'3 drunken lump of a man and walk the few feet to the sofa and sit him down on it.

"Ooh you're strong," Phil says, smiling and giggling. "You're strong and handsome," some more giggling, "No wonder I love you." He says and leans against me and passes out. I get into a more comfortable position, on my left side at the end of the slim sofa, resting my head against the arm of it, and Phils head against my chest. I put my arm around him and fall asleep like that.

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I wake up before Phil, and go into the kitchen to make him some breakfast. He's going to have one hell of a hangover. I rummage through the fridge looking for something hearty for Phil to eat. I find some leftover soup from when Louise came over to cook for us when we both contracted the plague. I dump the contents, just enough for two, into a pot and heat the hearty soup. Phil's still asleep by the time I'm finished making it. I check the time and see that it's getting awful close to noon and Phil should wake up soon. But before he does wake up, he'll definitely want some coffee, so I grab our biggest mug and make him a big cup of coffee.

I hear rustling from the living room and see that Phil is up and getting hit hard from the alcohol. "Uggh... why did I drink so much last night?" Phil complains coming into the kitchen.

"That's a question I was asking as well. You were so drunk you couldn't even walk, I had to carry you to the couch," I tease.

"I know. I remember everything that happened last night." Phil says, sitting down and taking a big gulp of his coffee.

"Then you remember giving me the worst kiss ever?" I laugh and sit down next to him. I let him lean on me and I put my arm around him.

"Unfortunately, yes." Lion laughs so hard his tongue peeks out, his laugh is contagious and soon we are both laughing.

"You should have taken a video of me drunk! It would've been so funny," Lion says then quickly rethinks what he just said, "Well maybe not, I did say a few things that probably shouldn't be on the internet."

"Lion, most of the things you say shouldn't be on the internet, but they are." I say, hugging my lion close and I feel his head resting against my chest.

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A/N I said that would be longer but screw it it's about the same length as the others...