Dan and Phil Boyfriend Imagines

When You Go On Vacation

When Phil Goes...

"Oh my gosh I can't wait, I'm gonna die!!!!!!" You yelled, the adrenaline causing your body to shake. Phil was taking you to Disney World, your favorite place in the America's.

As you waited in the bag check line, a big, older man turned to you, looking at you then glaring at Phil. "Excuse me, do you mind shutting up your wife? Some of us are aware that it is god damn 3:30 in the morning."

You and Phil blushed. "Oh um she's not my wife, she's my girlfriend."

"You almost sound offended. Are you planning on letting her go?"

"No, but she's not my-"

"Then what's the difference. Now quiet her down. She does that every five minutes."

"She's excited."

"She's a morning person who needs to stop making us all aware that she is." He said. And with that, he turned around, putting his arm around his wife. She was petting a little girl's head, whom you could only assume was their daughter. A little part of your heart smiled.

Phil yawned, then wrapped his arm around your waist. You kissed his cheek. His face was sweet and warm.

30 minutes later...

You sat, shaking on the plane. Planes always made you nervous, though you loved them. Phil pulled out your phone and earbuds out of his carry-on and putting it on your lap, then reaching for your hand. You smiled at the fact that he knew what you needed. You looked at him. He wasn't smiling, rather just looking neutral. You didn't want to ask. He was probably just tired.

You plugged your earbuds in and turned on airplane mode, then pressed shuffle play in your i pod. Twenty One Pilots started to swim through your ears.

In two seconds you were out like a light.

Later...

Next thing you knew, you were standing in front of your hotel door. A giant Ariel statue stood behind you. Getting out of the airport was all a blur. Phil opened the door to reveal an amazing room. You smiled. Disney was your childhood and way of life.

The room was styled to be "under the sea" just like in the little mermaid. It was a full hotel room with a kitchen and two bedrooms and bathroom. It also had a living room, with a cute little bubble glass bowl in the center of the coffee table. You ran inside, throwing your stuff in the ground and hugging a random potted plant.

"It's been to long." You whispered.

"You've finally been with me long enough to share my love of potted plants, huh?" Phil chuckled. You let go of the plant and chose your room.

"I call this one! It has flounder on the ceiling!" You yelled and began unpacking your stuff.

"Actually," Phil began, leaning against the bedroom door, "I was hoping that we could share a room." You looked at him funny.

"Really? But...we've never done that." You said with a weirded out tone in your voice.

"Babe. It's almost been two years. I figured maybe...now was a good time."

You thought about it, looking around the adorable room. Then you looked back over at Phil.

"I get the closet." You said, pointing your finger at him whilst trying to keep a serious face. He smiled and walked over to you then picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder. You started to laugh and gently pounded on his back.

This was the man you loved.

When Dan Goes...

"Dan? You ready?" You yelled down the hall.

No answer.

"DAN??" You yelled a little louder.

"Hold on, just gotta do my sign off."

"Alright. Where's your suitcase? I'll put it in the trunk."

There was silence.

"Dan? You packed right?"

No answer.

You could kill him for this. "DAN HOWEL I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU BETTER PACK AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT!"

You heard a soft beep come from your room, telling you he turned the camera off. Sounds of rustling then followed with crashes and bangs. He came out two minutes later with a poorly packed suitcase, then went into the bathroom.

"Dan, you don't have time to-"

"I CAN DO IT!" You heard him scream. You heard him spraying things and brushing followed with a lot of products falling. He came out with all of his bathroom utilities in a plastic back. He then stuffed it into his suitcase.

He ran out and put both your suitcases in the trunk, and as he closed it...

"My muffin." He mumbled.

"Your what?"

"MY MUFFIN!"

You watched him run back inside. You rolled your eyes and popped yourself into the car. As soon as your buckled your seat belt, he ran back out with a slightly crushed pistachio muffin in his hand.

"Lets go!" He said, buckling himself into his seat.

A half an hour later...

"We made it, calm down. I'm gonna go get us a Starbucks. What do you want." You said to the panting Dan.

"I'm okay. You know I'll just share with you."

You shrugged and walked over to the near by mini Starbucks.

There wasn't a line, due to the fact that it was about 1 o'clock in the morning. Most of the people that were there were Americans that were used to getting up that early.

You looked back over at Dan, who was laying passed out across three chairs. You smiled at his cute face squished up on his carry on backpack.

"Can I help you?" The man at the counter said.

"Oh, yeah, sorry. One large caramel frap please."

Later...

"We made it! Ugh, I can't wait to see them tomorrow." You said, dropping your things on the floor of your condo then collapsing on the couch. You looked up at Dan. "Are you nervous?"

"To meet your cousins? Not as nervous as I was to meet your parents." He said, picking up your stuff and putting it in your guy's room.

You, on the other hand, couldn't wait to see your cousins. You rarely ever see them since they live in Colorado. But when you did, you always had fun. They had never met Dan, but considering how they were, you knew they'd like him.

He was yours and only yours.