Innocent - A Phan Smut/Love Story Fanfiction

I Don't Mind

Phil's POV:
I grinned as the chat room exploded mere seconds after I announced that I was doing a live show. I was suddenly bombarded with boys and girls and those in between messaging me at a 1000 miles per second. I barely had time to see them, let alone read them properly.

I set the laptop down on the lounge. "Just a second guys, I need my glasses. I'm kinda blind right now. So, I'll be right back."

Now, honestly, before you judge, they were in the bathroom this morning, coz I put them down after I put my contacts in.

"Dan, where are my glasses? I'm blind and I can't see!" I whined, knocking on his bedroom door. He opened it with a sigh.

"What am I gonna do with you?" He said, walking past me into the dining room.

"I dunno, but whatever it is, can it wait until we find my glasses?" I followed him through the door, but instead of searching the tables and benches like Dan was, I knelt in front of the laptop, and explained the situation. "So something utterly horrifying has just happened, guys." I paused, and I heard Dan stifle a laugh. The corner of my mouth tugged itself up in a half smile, and once again the chat room resembled an alphabetical seizure. "I've lost my glasses!"

"They are literally nowhere to be seen," Dan said, coming to lean over my shoulder. "Not that you could see them anyway, right Philly?"

Oh, I could've slapped him. But, instead I popped in my contacts. I don't know which pained me more, him or these bloody lenses!

"I hate you." I said simply, flopping myself onto the couch, taking up both his and mine, forcing Dan to either go back yo his room alone,  or pull up a dining chair.

"You're not gonna move, are you?" Dan asked, an eyebrow lifted. I smiled sweetly at him. "Nope."

"Well the, you leave me no choice." Dan jumped slightly into the air, and landed with a *thump* on my legs.

I used all the strength that my legs held, and pushed him off the lounge and onto his ass on the floor.

"Are you actually kidding me?!" Dan said, looking up at me, obviously trying to decide whether or not to have a go at me on camera. Either way, it'd just end up in one of those "Phan Domestic" montages.

Dan sighed, and nodded his head towards the bedrooms.

"See ya, mate!" I called and smiled when Dan flipped me off around the corner.

SammiBae56: OMG Phil! U & Dan r so cute 2gether! Its like, hes younger, but yous r like, in a DDLG relationship??

Geoffrey4King: @SammiBae56 ikr coz, like, Phil is older but younger at <3, so like, DaddyDan has to take care of his baeby! #otp

It went on for a while, in the same patterns. But after a while, I got sick of talking about random crap, and I feigned tiredness, and yawned.

SammiBae56: @BaeMeme7 @Geoffrey4King Guess Dan has to put his widdle boi to bed! Hope that #DaddyDan lets his baby sleep a bit b4 taking his innocence 2nite! Xoxo

I was used to the blatant  shipping, as was Dan, but...
"You guys think that I'm innocent, really?" I smirked at the thought.

"Remember, guys, I'm gonna be thirty in a couple of months, so I can't be that naive, and I'm certainly not innocent, at least, not in the way you're suggesting."

SammiBae56: did Dan Deflower u, Phil?? #DaddyDan #danisnotabottom

"SammiBae56, of course he didn't. I popped that cherry years before I met DannyBoy over there."

SammiBae56: OMFG, phill noticed me?!! But, like did you deflower Dan then??

"I wouldn't say that, no." I forced out a yawned, and dodged any other questions that the phandom dared to ask, and logged off youNOW.

I didn't mind that they thought that I was still innocent and 'un-touched'

Did I?

I heard a noise coming from Dan's room, and them a loud crashing sound. I pushed open the door, to find Dan rolling on the floor, his chair laying on its side beside him.

"And you call me hopeless?" I smirked, giving a hand up.

"At least I'm not a virgin." Dan said sourly. It took me a moment, but I realised what was going on. "You were watching the live show."

"Duh," Dan sneered, picking up his butt-chair.

An idea popped into my head. A very bad idea. "And why would that be?" I said, pulling him by his arm until his back slammed into the bedroom wall. I tugged at his hair, and smirked at his expression.

Danny Boy hadn't seen little Philly  like this before, and from the confused look in his eyes and the bulge pressing into my thigh, HIS bulge, Danny Boy was trying to figure out just how much he liked it.

Oh, and he did like it.