Phan One Shots

~ Miraculous

Miraculous

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Prompt: mew-blueberry "Maybe a Miraculous Ladybug AU where one of them is a male generation of Ladybug and the other is Chat Noir, CN flirts with L as well and out of costume and stuff L has a crush on CN but they don't know each other's identities. They still do YouTube and everything, but they sneak off to do superhero stuff regularly but they don't realise it. Then, after fighting an akuma, one of them accidentally sees the other detransform and then fluffy stuff."

Phil glared at Chloe as she laughed. God she really was a bitch. He sighed as the girl walked away, Sabrina scampering at her heels. Phil stumbled back onto his feet and collected the books scattered on the floor. "Need help?" Alya asked in concern. Phil smiled and shook his head before tucking his books neatly into his locker. "God I hope all her hair falls out." She snapped.

Phil chuckled. "That would be a sight." He agreed. 

"Anyway, how is your little ... situation?" Alya asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

Phil flushed. "Excuse me?"

"Don't play dumb with me Lester. How's your Howell situation going?" Alya smirked, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. Phil blushed even more. 

"Y-you know I can hardly talk to the guy." Phil stuttered anxiously. "How do you think it's going?" Phil huffed and walked with his friend to their first class. 

"Oh come on, just ask him out already." Alya urged. "I'm drowning in all this shipping - I need it to be cannon before I explode!" She exclaimed dramatically. Phil raised an eyebrow.

"I think you want me to be with Dan more than I do." Phil giggled and Alya lightly punched his shoulder. 

"I want it for you." She corrected. 

"Yeah well it's never gonna happen." Phil deflated. Alya smacked him round the head. "OW!" Phil scowled. "The hell Al?"

"I don't want to hear any self-deprecation from you mister." Alya glared and walked purposefully into class. Phil rolled his eyes and followed in after her, taking a seat beside his best friend. 

"That hurt." He muttered. 

"Good." She smiled and Phil scowled back. He never knew whether to love or hate her. Just as he contemplated his love-hate relationship, Dan Howell walked through the door. He was a British super model and son of Gabriel Howell - rich and famous fashion designer. Phil smiled dreamily at Dan's coffee eyes, flawless hair and handsome dimples. He was an angel.

"Earth to Phil." Alya smirked and poked his side. Phil yelped and snapped out of his Dan reverie. Phil pouted. 

"You need to stop hurting me." Before Alya could reply the teacher silenced the class. 

"Everyone, I'd like to introduce our new exchange student from Italy. His name is Peter Ligouri." Miss Bustier announced. The boy waved shyly - his curly hair flopping in front of one eye. 

"He's cute." Alya whispered and Phil rolled his eyes - was that all that Alya talked about?

"Pick a seat Peter." Miss Bustier instructed.

"Yes m'am, if you don't mind I prefer to be called PJ." the boy smiled nervously. The teacher gave an impatient smile. 

"Yes yes alright, let's get the class started." She dismissed with a limp wave of her hand. PJ shuffled anxiously to an empty seat which just so happened to be next to Dan. Phil scowled a little at that. PJ really was attractive - he was slim but had clear muscle definition as well as a sun-kissed tan. His eyes were an enchanting green and his curly mop was endearing. He could have been a model too for all Phil knew.