Drunken Mistake :Phan au:

One

Dan groaned as he woke up with a pounding headache. He had gotten pissed last night and now he was paying for it with a drum beating obnoxiously in his brain. He had a talent for getting carried away, especially when it came to drinking. He didn't like to drink often but when he was out with his friends last night so he decided one drink wouldn't hurt. Or ten...

He tries to roll over to his side to reach the bedside table in his hotel room where he remembers putting his phone to check the time. However, a strong hold on his torso prevents him from changing directions.

"Matt." Dan whines playfully. Matt was his beloved and very attractive boyfriend. He had Sandy hair and his skin seemed to shine whenever he was happy or out in the sun. They'd only been going out for almost a year or so, and they'd been friends since they started uni so it felt like longer than that. The body holding his groans, so Dan opens his eyes to look at his boyfriend's groggy face.

"Crap! What the hell!" Dan screams and pushes the stranger off him who wakes up immediately.

"The hell?" They yells as he sits up in the bed and holds his head. Guessing by the way he smelled like alcohol he had gotten smashed last night too.

Dan sits up next to the stranger, the blanket falls off him and he realizes he's shirtless. So is the stranger. "Who the hell are you? Where's Matt?" Dan screams as he jumps off the bed and points an accusing finger at the stranger.

The man holds his head and groans. "Can you not yell? It hurts my head mate."

"You're british! Damn British boys." Dan grunts.

"Oi, judging by your accent you're British as well." The stranger rolls his eyes. "Do you have some Advil and water?"

"Yes I do, but you can only have it when you answer some of my questions. Who are you and why are you here?"

"Here in Vegas or here in your bed?"

"Both if you don't mind."

"I'm in Vegas with some friends, I had recently broken up with my boyfriend and got smashed because I was heart broken. I think that's how we're here."

"What do you remember from last night?"

"Getting smashed. We didn't do anything if you're wondering. Even if I was drunk I'd save it for someone I love." The stranger rolls his eyes. "I'm also Phil to answer your first question. Advil?"

"Yeah okay hold your horses." Dan groans and walks over to where his Advil is kept. However he finds something in its place and he screams, hopefully for the last time today.

"Can you not?" The man, Phil, groans.

Dan runs over to Phil and jumps on the bed, holding up a piece of paper close to Phil's face. "Look!"

Phil pushes it away and squirts so he can read it. "Is-is that, is that a marriage certificate?" Phil's eyes widen and his jaw drops.

"Yes! And look!" Dan points to where you sign. "That's my signature! It's messy and drunk but that's mine!"

Phil points to the signature next to it. "Th-that's mine!"

"Crap."

"You said it Mr..." Phil rolls his hand to ask Dan what his name is.

"Dan, the name's Dan, and I'm your husband."

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A new fic yay. I don't know if I'll have weekly updates bc I am even busier than I was when I was doing Error Code. I also feel that stories have a better flow when they are forced. I hope you guys enjoy this fic though.