Phan Oneshots

I'll Take Care of You

When you're sick so you get inspired
to write some stuff.
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Summary: Phil gets sick and Dan takes care of him.
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*Dan's POV

"Wakey, wakey!" I say as I walk into Phil's room with a tray of food. Usually he would get up before me, but since he didn't, I decided to make him and I breakfast.

I then take in his appearance and his face is all red as he groans and rolls more into his bed. "Ugh my head hurts and I'm freezing." I lean over and feel his head, which is extremely hot. "Phil you feel like you're on fire. You must have a fever. Don't worry I'll go get some medicine for you." I walk out of the room, hearing Phil whine behind me.

I find some medicine for him and quickly return with a glass of water. "Come on Phil, get up and take this, then you can go back to sleep." He slowly sits up and I take his temperature before he takes the medicine, seeing he has a high fever. He takes the medicine and lays back down, immediately complaining that he's cold.

I get him a couple more blankets and cover him in them but he still says he's cold so I dive under the covers beside him and huddle up next to him. Eventually I hear his slow breathing and soft snores and realize he's fallen back asleep. I decide to slowly slip out of the blankets as I'm hungry and go back out to the kitchen to grab my food and bring it back here so I can watch over him and make sure he's okay. While I'm out there, I decide to make him some soup to help him feel better.

When I walk back in, he slowly wakes up and I walk over, knowing he needs to eat something. I try to convince him to eat something and he gives in, sitting up before he goes to lift up the bowl of soup I made for him. His shaky hands almost drop it, so I gently take it out of his hands and feed Phil.

He giggles a little and quickly finishes the soup. I go out and rinse out the bowl before coming back to Phil.

"I feel bleh." he said. "Come cuddle with meeeee."

I walk over, laughing a little, before climbing into his bed with him. We shuffle closer together until our limbs are entwined. I lean in to kiss him before he backs away, saying "You'll get sick!" to me in concern.

"Then let's be sick together," I said and leaned in to kiss him. It didn't linger long, but it was still filled with love. I pulled back to see him lovingly looking back at me and hugged him tightly before falling asleep, both of us wrapped in each other's love and warmth.