PHAN ONESHOT

Written by @Baybayrox and @insecurephangirl 

Yeah the other person on this account doesn't even know about it lmao xD

PROMPT- Phanfic where Dan (age 19) is studying media at college and living with Phil (23). Dan's final project is to research a YouTuber, make a video in their style, try interview them, etc. Dan does it in the first week as he gets Phil and so he can help. He uses the rest of the time to start his own channel.

Yeah we ruined that prompt XD

GENRE- Fluff mostly,Student!Dan & YouTuber!Phil (look we're cool we did the thing)

PAIRING- Dan and Phil, obviously.

TW - You may explode from the adorableness that may be in this... sorry. Also if you have something against college students then sorry. Also, BEWARE THE FRINGY HAIR. 2010 phan... if that's a trigger idk.

WC- 1.2k

DAN'S POV:

"For your final projects," Professor Hills started, "you will need to find someone who makes a living off of the website 'Youtube'," the entire class let out a growl of disapproval, and I probably would of been joining them if I didn't live with the perfect person for this assignment. Most YouTubers can be... difficult to say the least, but Phil, he's not as awful as some. Professor Hills glared at the class and crossed his arms waiting for them to calm themselves.

"It won't be that bad." He said, looking unamused. "Anyway, you will need to contact one and interview them, also you will need to create a video with them in their style, maybe they'll give you some tips on editing, filming, etc." I pulled out my phone and clicked on Phil's contact.

Dan- PHIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!

Phil =D- Aren't u in class?

Dan- YEA BUT I NEED CHUUUUU

Phil =D- Dan if you fail ur class

I want no blame -3- and stop yelling at me

XD

Dan- DAMMIT PHIL LISTEN 2 MEH

AND NEVER

Dan- WE'RE DOIN A PROJECT

ON YOUTUBERS

Phil =D- Danylllll we can talk

when chu get home, k?

Dan- PFFFFT fineeee~

Dan- Cya soon :P

I slipped my phone back into my pocket and looked back up at Professor Hills, skimming what he wrote on the board since I wasn't really listening when I was texting Phil as boys are not born with the art of multitasking. I took out my notebook and jotted down the key points on the board in a sloppy and unorganised mess. I looked up at the clock above the door to see we only had five minutes left in class. Yay. I did my best to pay attention to Professor Hills for the last five minutes of class but I really wasn't as I was far too excited to go home. As soon as we were dismissed I gathered my books, stuffed them in my bag and exited the building as quickly as I could. I pulled out my phone and opened my messages.

Dan- SKOL IS OVA

Phil =D- Yayyyyyyyy

Dan- Ikr xD cya in a few

Dan- ya need 2 help me wif meh

school work doh ;P

Phil =D- No fair I already did

college DX

Dan- Sux 2 b u m8

Phil =D- Don't text and walk you

might run into a GIANT DRAGONNNNN

Phil =D- Omg when you get home I'm

changing my contact in your phone to Philgon because

I am a mighty dragon.

Dan- wow. Adorable. I'm changing my contact in

your phone to Danosaur then =p

Phil =D- K but still don't text and walk or

the danosaurs will go extinct

Dan- Well you wouldn't want that, eh? ;)

Phil- Yep, I wouldn't!!! See ya soon, Danosaur :p

I put my phone back in my pocket, a stupid grin on my face. I really want to get home and see that stupid but still adorable nugget, not like I had a crush on him or anything, okay, maybe a little. I walked home, still smiling stupidly. When I reached our flat I knocked on the door and was greeted by the little ball of sunshine himself, Phil. "Hey, Dan!" he chirped.

"Hey Phil," I replied, walking into our flat and throwing my backpack onto the floor and face planting into the couch .

"Aw Dan, what's the matter?" Phil asked, plopping down on the couch.

"I really do not want to do any work at all." I muttered into the pillow my face was stuffed into.

"But you're working on it with me, won't that be fun? Anyway, you're off school tomorrow and the day after," Phil poked my face and I laughed. He was too cute to not laugh at. "Give me your phone."

"No, It's in my pocket, I can't be bothered to get it," I said. Then Phil literally grabbed my phone out of the front pocket of my jeans, making me squeal and slap his arm repeatedly. "That was rape!" I yelped. Phil ignored me, but smiled at my phone a bit. I felt my face heat up and i stuffed my face back down into the pillow.

"There!" Phil said, standing up and throwing my phone onto my back, causing me to make an 'ooofff!' sound. "Now, let's get this thing out of the way!"

"Phil, it's not that easy," I whined.

"Yes, it is, Dan, don't be such a drama queen," He said, and I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. "What do you have to do anyway?"

"My notebook is in my bag just read the notes I took," I told him.

"You're so lazy." Phil chuckled. I heard my backpack being unzipped by Phil and then my notebook being flipped through. "God, Dan, this is illegible." He complained.

"Ugh, lemme see it." I sighed, standing up and walking over to Phil.

He looked genuinely confused, which automatically brought a small smile to my face. I reached out for the notebook, and he handed it to me, and his hand brushed against mine. I blushed but then tried to hide it with the notebook, but Phil saw. He looked even more confused and asked, "Dan? Why are you blushing?" I didn't answer. "Dan?" He took the notebook out of my hands and set it down on the couch. I looked down, avoiding eye contact. He lifted my chin with two fingers and forced me to look him in the eye, his beautiful icy blue eyes you could swim in, I wasn't swimming though i was drowning. I felt my heart melt and my face get even redder, if that was possible. I'm pretty sure the color of my face put tomatoes to shame.

"I-I..." I was at a loss for words. Those eyes, that fringe, his eyebrows, I loved all his face. He leaned in and I couldn't move, and just as our lips brushed I heard my phone ring. We both jumped back and I saw phil's face was as red as mine felt. I answered my phone, hardly able to speak. "Hello?"

"My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die." I've never hung up so fast in my life.

"Just some prank call," I hissed. "Stupid teenagers."

"Dan you are a stupid teenager," Phil pointed out, laughing a bit.

"Shut up and kiss me," I said, pulling Phil close.

Den we feel in love and married and reproduced magically cuz fuck science, like we do each other, and the end happily ever after