Phan One Shots

Get Out Of Bed You Lazy Ass!

Once again Dan was snoring from our bedroom at half past eleven in the morning and I was getting bored of just sitting in the lounge on my own, while binge watching Buffy. Even though I have seen it thousands of times before I am still intrigued and love it, but there is only so long you can watch a tv show before getting completely bored out of your mind.

My boyfriend everyday this week has slept into one in the afternoon and it's starting to get aggravating. Who can sleep into that time everyday?

Me on the other hand, I am up at eight o clock every morning, eats breakfast and showers before nine o'clock and then I watch a tv show. Today I chose Buffy. Yesterday was Stranger Things, the day before that was making a murder and the day before that was Steven Universe. It's nice to have a few hours alone in the mornings; to wake up fully and sort yourself out before getting on with the day, but I am now bored, so I have no other choice but to wake him up - somehow.

I make my way cautiously to our room, as I know how much he hates being awoken suddenly, as he thinks it's a murderer who is here to murder him. Stupid, I know, but that's just my Dan and I love him for it, because his first instinct is to cover me with his entire body to ensure I am safe.

My hand pushes the door slowly to reveal a sleeping Dan, who has one arm covering his face and the duvet is half hanging off of the bed. A smile dances across my lips and I tilt my head in awe; he looks so adorable.

Shaking my head, I force myself over to the bed in order to awake my gorgeous angel, but on the way my foot gets caught on an old t shirt and I fly forward landing on top of Dan with all of my force.

"Ow! What the -" his eyes flutter open, as he groans and rolls over grumpily. "Phil! What are you doing? I thought you were a murderer, you idiot!"

"Sorry," I stifle a chuckle and sit up fully on the bed. "I tripped."

Even though his eyes are shut I can tell that he is internally rolling his eyes at my clumsiness, but I can't help it. I was born like this, so it's technically not my fault.

"Dan, please get up. I'm bored," I whine and when I get no answer I decide to shove him playfully. "Dan! Get out of bed you lazy ass!"

"Phil!" he mimics still facing away from me with his eyes shut.

"I'm bored, Danny," I groan.

"Don't call me Danny," he sighs tiredly.

"Danny, Danny, Danny," I laugh and he groans, whilst swatting at me aimlessly. "Come on, Dan. Do you not love me?"

"For God sake, Phil," he mutters under his breath. "Just let me sleep!"

"It's almost midday, therefore you've already wasted half a day!"

"It's only midday!" he exclaims. "Well it's technically not wasting if I'm enjoying it."

"Dan," I groan again, whilst shaking him violently. "Wake - up - now!"

"No!" he states before pulling the duvet over his head. "Go watch a film or something, Phil."

"I've watched every film there is to watch!" I sigh sarcastically.

"Oh really?" I can hear the annoyance in his tone. "Go watch Buffy, then."

"Just watched it."

"On top of all them films?" he shuffles slightly under the covers and huffs. "Phil go away, because I'm getting hot under here."

"Fine," I state and stand from the bed with a huff. "I'm going to have a shower."

After that the shuffling beneath the duvet comes to a halt and everything goes silent for a few seconds and I can feel the smirk growing on my lips.

"On your own?" he mumbles.

"Well unless Zac Efron is in the building then yes," I stifle another chuckle and stand in the doorway of the bedroom. "Unless someone else wishes to join?"

"Maybe," he mumbles again. "Can I join?"

"Sorry, Dan, but you know I can't understand mumble," I smirk and lean against the framing of the door. "Can you repeat that?"

The room stays silent and I roll my eyes at his stubborn ways. He's always been stubborn and that's not going to change, but I don't mind, because I know how to deal with it now. I've had to for over twelve years now.

"Fine then, I'm going for my shower. Alone," I fake sigh and leave the room after grabbing my towel from the chair.

"Wait!" Dan shouts and I can hear his foot steps scurrying their way into the bathroom and before I know it I'm pinned to the wall and his brown eyes and staring into mine expectantly. "I'm ready for my shower," his voice lowers to a mere whisper and I feel the blood within my veins thunder against my skin.

Look at what this boy does to me.

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A/N: Hope you like this one, as it felt a little rushed, but hopefully you like it.

I wrote this a few days ago and forgot to upload it aha sorry.

Thanks for reading! :P