Dan and Phil Imagines and One Shots

Cheers To The Freaking Weekend - Dan Howell

(So, a lot of Rihanna songs remind me of Dan, wtf does this mean?)

My phone was ringing like crazy, it was fucking Friday night. I look forward to going to bed after a long ass work day. I look at the caller ID. Groaning softly, I answered. "Dan?" I asked, hoping the irritation would come off. I instantly regretted that when I realized that he had been crying. "Dan? What's wrong?"

He sniffled. "Oh, sorry, Sydney. I didn't mean to interrupt what you were doing, I can call Phil... But he's in Florida." 

"Bear, what's going on?" I always called him Bear. It was something that just stuck. I guess it's because he's soft and cuddly like a stuffed teddy bear, but very protective and fierce like a mama grizzly bear. Then again, he's the human embodiment of Winnie the Fucking Pooh. Whatever the reason is, I called him Bear.  "Dan?"

Dan has been silent before letting out another gaspy sob. "Sorry, uhm... Yeah, Amy broke up with me and I've kinda been sitting here in shock."

I frowned slightly. "Oh, Dan... I'm so sorry. I know you really loved her." 

"Yeah... She... She kinda cheated on me and... Apparently he's better than me in more ways than one." He whimpered slightly. I never liked Amy, but I really hated her in this moment. "I trusted her." Amy really did a number on Dan's mental health. She knew how much Dan worried about being enough for her. How much he worried that she'd leave him. 

I looked at the clock, it was 9:21, perfect for going out. "Get your ass up and dressed. I'm taking you to that downtown bar everyone loves." Dan agreed, hanging up. I jumped up getting dressed and leaving within 20 minutes. 

Dan and I had a great time out, I think I made him drink well past his limit. With every drink we downed, we had a saying. "Cheers to the freaking weekend." With that, we downed our last shot. "Oh God... I don't want to go home. Too fucking far away."

I nodded. "You can come to my house." My hand found its way to Dan's. "You know, crash there." I giggled, drunkenly.

Within the hour, Dan and I were stumbling into my apartment, making out sloppily as he pressed me against the wall. "Fuck, Y/N..." Dan mumbled as I sunk down to my knees, unbuckling Dan's useless belt. Dan let his hands run through my hair, moaning out slightly. 

I chuckled softly. "I'm already driving you wild aren't I?" I ran my fingers over his clothed length, feeling every detail. "I might wait to see this beauty." Dan's hips caught his pants perfectly.

As soon as I stood up, Dan gripped my hips. "Jump." He commanded. I obeyed accordingly, wrapping my legs around him. Dan guided us to my bedroom, laying me down on the bed and hovering over me. "I never noticed how beautiful you actually are." Dan smiled. "You've been gorgeous, don't get me wrong, but now... God, you just look stunning."

I leaned up, kissing Dan softly. "Sure it's not the rebound talking?" I smiled, looking at his dimple popping out.

"No, it's not." Dan reached around to my back and unzipped my dress. "Because if I was just rebounding, I wouldn't take things as slow as I'm about to." Dan helped me shimmy out of my dress, tossing it somewhere in the room. He took off my heels, setting them next to the ottoman at the end of my bed. "Sometimes, it takes a bad heartbreak to see clearly." Dan spoke, reaching up to pull down my underwear. Too drunk to even try to understand that, I relaxed whenever Dan touched me, feeling content. He placed himself near my heat, blowing softly, causing me to arch my back, moaning out. "Heh, eager are we?"

Dan begins letting his tongue do all the work and leaving me a writhing, moaning, horny mess. "Oh God, Dan..." He knew what I was about to say and he pulled away with a pop sound. I whined, missing the contact, but Dan climbed over me, letting me push his pants and underwear down. His erection sprang up, hitting his stomach slightly. 

"You ready?" Dan asked, holding my waist. I nodded, feeling him fill me slowly. Following a groan from him and a moan from me, both of our eyelids fluttered closed, enjoying the slow, pleasurable moment. 

Slow passion filled the room as Dan took his sweet time with me and I was perfectly fine with that. "Faster, just a little bit." I whispered. "Come on, daddy." Dan looked me in the eyes, jaw tightening slightly with lust. He did as I asked. "Oh, you like being called Daddy, do you?"

Dan let his inner animal come out. "Just as much as you like saying it." I giggled softly, rolling my hips against Dan, signalling for him to do the same. I felt his twitch as he felt me tightening. "Cum for me, baby." He whispered, speeding up ever so slightly.

I moaned out again, feeling the orgasm rush through my veins, starting Dan's as if we were electrically charged. "Fuck, Dan." I whimpered, feeling the extreme sleepiness. Dan smiled softly as he came down, falling off to my side. "So, am I better than her?"

Dan chuckled, pulling me closer. "Oh, most definitely." I smirked, running my hand through his hair, which was returning to its hobbit form by now. "Thank you, Y/N."

I nodded, yawning softly. "Cheers to the freaking weekend." With that I closed my eyes, embracing the slumber awaiting me.

"I drink to that." Dan mumbled, sinking down into bed, holding onto me.