Phan Oneshots

Accidents Happen

Prompt: Phil is clumsy; Dan loves him regardless.

"Phil!" Dan called from downstairs, Phil cringing. Busted. "Did you break the lamp?" Dan asked, now standing at the door. Phil turned around slowly, a nervous smile making it's way onto his face. "Was it an accident?" Dan asked softly, standing in front of Phil, lifting his chin. Phil nodded. "It's ok, babe. Accidents happen." Dan pecked Phil's forehead. Phil smiled. "I'll get a new one when I go to town today." He said. Dan nodded, throwing the broken lap away and wrapping his arms around the black haired boy.

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Walking along the IKEA store, Phil tried to be extra careful. He didn't want to break anything. He'd have to pay for it. He brought Dan along to help him, just on case. As they got to the lamp section, Phil felt his feet slip out from under him, and his knees lock. Going forward, he hit a dresser that was in the way. His arm, now bleeding, had hit the side, and was sliced open.

Dan rushed over, running his hands through the frightened boys hair. Phil was so scared that he was crying, but only a little. "Aww, baby." Dan cooed, gently holding up Phil's arm. Dan accidentally touched the injury and Phil let out a yelp of pain. "It's ok, baby, accidents happen."

Phil looked down, ashamed. Surely he wasn't this clumsy? It had to be some kind of curse. It wasn't normally this bad. Dan lifted his chin. "Let's get this looked at, yeah?"

On the way to the Emergency Center, Dan held Phil's hand as he held paper towels to the bloody mess. "Is it loosening up?" Dan asked. Phil moved the paper towels to see, just to see more blood. He nearly vomited.

He shook his head and sighed. "Dan? Have you noticed I've became more clumsy lately." Phil said quietly. "It's ok. It just makes you, well, you." Dan smiled. "Besides, I love when you fall for me." Dan teased. Phil rolled his eyes.

Phil got 12 stitches that night.

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The next time his clumsiness acted up, he fell UP the stairs. He had a bruise on his leg. Then, he fell partially down them. He just couldn't win.

Sitting on the couch, he tried not to move much. He might knock over a candle and light something on fire.

Dan noticed how tense his husband was and rubbed his arm. "Are you ok, babe?" Dan asked, smiling. Phil shrugged. "I don't want to do anything. I'm so scared I'll do something clumsy and either hurt myself or something or someone else." Phil covered his face.

"Phil, look at me." Dan said, pulling Phil closer. Phil peeked between his fingers, and Dan pulled them off his face. "You at perfect, no matter how clumsy you are. You know what? Clumsy makes you cute." Phil giggled.

"And you know what? I wouldn't love you less if you were clumsy or not." Dan pecked Phil's nose. "Thank you, Dan. I love you too." Phil cuddled into Dan's chest, and that's how they fell asleep.