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danandphilcrafts wtf mother
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dan's pov;

As soon as I woke up, I felt something warm pressed against my frame.
Confused, I open my eyes, looking straight at a mop of black hair and pale skin.

It's warmer than I know, because my skin isn't used to warmer bones. It's warmer in the morning, than what it is at night. My bones were held together by my nightmares and my frights.

But this night, this night was different.

Two strong, lean arms were wrapped around my chest, holding me together. Driving away all of my fears, issues and troubles. Taking all my sorrows and problems.

I didn't have a single nightmare for once.

I noticed how I could see every little thing on Phil's face; his little freckles, a small mole, some acne.
His lashes were slotted together, close to his shut eyelids.
His brows were slightly messy but still held a nice shape to them, somehow it looked beautiful.

His black hair was slightly pushed up into a small quiff and there were little bits of hair poking out at the top of his head.

His breathing was slow and steady.

He looked like an angel and I never wanted this moment to pass.

I laid there for a while, admiring the handsome man in my arms and trying to sync our breathing, until all of a sudden an alarm starting beeping.

Shit, I forgot I set an alarm last night.

I turned it off as quickly as I could, but I was too late; the angel had woken up.

'Hnnggg..?' Phil groaned.

'Goodmorning Phil, sorry I woke you up.' I said in a soft tone.

He yawned, 'It's fine, don't worry.' he replied, and tightened his grip on me.

Despite the fact that I had just woken up too and I was tired, I giggled, which brought a smile to Phil's face.

'Dan I wish I could see your face right now, but I'm not wearing my glasses.'

I quickly sat up and reached over to grab his glasses, 'Here you go.' I said, while planting them on the bridge of his nose.

He gave me a grateful look and then proceeded to sit up and place me into his lap.

'Phil!' I squealed, 'I'm way too heavy for you!'

'Stop saying that, you're perfect Dan. How many times do you want me to tell you that?'

I sighed, 'I'm not perfect Phil. In fact, I'm far from it. I don't see what people could ever like about me.'

I saw a quick flash of pain in Phil's eyes, but he quickly regained himself, and before he could say anything, I started talking again.

'Phil? That rose, that was in the box along with the earrings..'

'Hmm..?' he hummed.

'It seemed so familiar. Where was it from? It was beautiful.'

He smiled, 'Remember when we went into the park and you wanted to take pictures? From all the bright flowers, you chose to photograph the darkest rose. As soon as you walked away, I took it with me and dried it when we were at home. That's why I wanted to give it to you. It means a lot to me.
I hope you like the earrings that go along with it, they were custom made.'

'What? No way Phil! Really?' I yelped.
'You had them custom made? I'm not special enough to have things custom made for me. I love them though, they're gorgeous.'

'Dan, come here.' Phil said, as he pulled me closer to him, still sitting in his lap.

He draped one arm around my waist and one around my neck and slowly pulled me closer.
Then he placed a soft kiss on my forehead. He proceeded to place soft kisses on my hair, nose cheek and eventually my lips.

I was in complete bliss.

'I love you Phil.' I whispered, 'More than you will ever know.'

I felt his lips turn into a smile on my cheek and he said 'I love you too, more than one human could ever love another human.'

I felt like it was my turn, so I wrapped my hands around his neck and kissed his hair, behind his ear and eventually, his lips.



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ps sorry for a shit chapter

pps i have an amazing idea for a new phanfic, im actually buzzin but in case you didn't see; i announced another fic, it is called umi and it will be updated on my profile, it'll be about dan and phil and i have great ideas.

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