PHAN FICTION

Filler Fluff

A/N: This is just some extra fluff since I was bored but too tired to actually write an entire fic. Hope you enjoy!

"Did I ever mention how beautiful you are?" Phil says to Dan whilst letting his eyes wander all over the brown-eyed boy that lies before him. "Yes, approximately 79,000 times since we met. But who's counting?" Dan responds. (Okay, assuming I did the math correctly, that's around 30 times a day over the course of 7 years. But come on, we all know Phil says it way more than that irl. Btw, yes I'm insane for actually doing the calculations. Oops.)

"It seems as if you are. And if so, make that 79,001." Phil replies. "I want to hate you for being such a sappy spoon. But of course I can't do that because I love you so fucking much. Philip Michael Lester, can you just stop being such a perfect human?" Dan asks. Phil blushes profusely and snuggles his head into Dan's neck, partly trying to hide the redness spreading throughout his entire face.

Even though Dan constantly compliments Phil and tells him how much he loves him, Phil still manages to melt and turn a lovely shade of rouge every single time.

They continue to lay on Phil's bed, tangled together, remaining silent, both trying to figure out what they had done to deserve the other. Neither of them could fall asleep, not that they wanted to. Each enjoyed the warmth and safeness they felt in the other's arms.

"Phil . ." Dan mutters. "Yes?" Phil replies "I love you." Dan says softly.

"I love you more." Phil responds. "Oh if only the fan fiction writers could see us now. . . " Dan says with a sly smirk on his face.