"I promise" [Phan]

dont call me princess

A flood of anxiety filled Dans tummy as he waited for Phil to knock on the door. He tapped his pale-ish fingers on the ruby red sofa, sighing and now feeling a little sick. Why was he like this honestly? A couple minutes went by and Phil eventually arrived at the house, knocking softly on the oak wood door.

Dan immediately stood up, walking over to the door slowly and taking a deep breath before also opening the door very slowly revealing a smiling Phil with purple tulips in his right hand. To say the least, Dan blushed a lot more than he thought he was going to. Phil noticed this and chuckled, poking his cheek playfully.
"Hey princess, are your parents home?" He glanced past Dan to see if he could see anyone else but failed to find anyone.

"N-no my m..mum went out and my dad is working" he mumbled, shuffling his feet awkwardly and moving out the way so Phil could enter. Once he did, Dan locked the door and hesitantly gestured for Phil to sit down on the sofa. Phil could tell Dan was a little uncomfortable, so he calmly smiled and walked over to him before cupping his cheeks and looking softly into his eyes.

"You have such a pretty face, how do you do your makeup like that? It's so perfect" He whispered, admiring the cinnamon haired boys features and smiling to himself. Dan, however, was a blushing mess. So many compliments at once, he couldn't handle it. He bit his lip gently and stared up into his eyes, smiling just a little. "T-thanks.." he mumbled, causing Phil to pull his hands away to pick up the tulips and hand them to Dan.

Taking the beautiful flowers in his left hand, Dan softly sniffed them and smiled at their amazing scent. The whole time, Phil admired him quietly and smiled happily. The way the boys dimples formed perfectly in his sweet soft cheeks made him feel so warm and fluffy inside his tummy. It was a weird feeling. But a good feeling. A feeling he'd never really felt before, since most people he was with he just used.

"Thank you f-for the flowers" Dan spoke gently yet quietly, his eyes still fixed on the flowers. Phil nodded and smiled comfortingly, slowly taking them from Dan and glancing around the living room. "Do you have a vase I could put these in for you?" he asked. Usually Phil wouldn't be this nice to people like Dan, but there was something about him. Even though, like the other pointed out, he didn't know much about him at all. Silly.

"Uhm..yeah" Dan crouched down and opened a small cupboard, grabbing a pretty vase and handing it to Phil who then rushed to the kitchen and filled it with water. He then cut off the end bottom of the flowers and placed them in there perfectly. "Where would you like these, princess?" he smiled happily, Dans dark red cheeks somehow getting a slightly darker shade of red.

"Don't call me p-princess.." he mumbled under his breath, "uhm..here in the living room is fine." Phil nodded and placed the tulips on the window sill.