Phan Fluff Oneshots

Ice Cream <©

This is a nice long one

Dans pov

We were walking on our way to get a cone of ice cream. Phil wanted something cold and I needed some air conditioning. "Dan look, its a buffy special edition book!" Phil squealed as he stood up on his tipy toes looking into the glass window display. "Let's go in!" He said not leaving me much choice but to follow him inside. The cool air hot me like a nice hard punch and while I was indulging the heavenly oxygen Phil comes up and tugs me by my arm to the cash register. Phil pays for his nerd book and we enter the hot hell that is outside.

Soon we made it to our favorite family owned ice cream parlor. "Ah" I sigh relieving myself into the cool air. "You exaggerate to much Dan." Phil said with tease in his tone. "Well I'm sorry I don't have snow white skin to cool me during a heat wave." I shoot at him, he responds with his adorable giggles that make his tongue stick out. We order and go outside to eat our cones.

As we begin to sit down some random obnoxious teenager skates pasts us making Phil drop his nerd book. I bend down but apparently Philly had the same idea, our hands crossed. Normally this would not be a problem as we're best friends but this physical touch brought fireworks, a series of shocks running through my veins gjving me more false hope than I can endure. I look up to see those wonderful blue eyes that shift color like the ocean. I don't know when it started but Phil's lips landed on mine and we kissed. Right there, in a park, during a heat wave, ice cream melting down our hands leaving a sticky trail of sugary sweetness, but it was perfect.

Perfect but short, like a second short. I see the red creeping onto Phil's pale cheeks as he fumbles getting up, avoiding my eyes and mumbling.
"Phil wait!" I call after him, dropping my cone but holding onto the book.
He starts running and he runs fast when he wants, but I hold up and once I catched up we were a few houses from our flat.

"Come on Phil." I say tugging him towards the door. I see tears in his eyes once I turn around immediately regretting the serious tone I used on him. He ran up to his room leaving me at the bottom of the stairs with tears threatening to fall. I let them fall. I let sobs escape my mouth as I shake falling to my knees then falling over until I'm laying on my side to the carpet. I hold on to the fuzzy material as if it were my anchor to earth, if I let go I'd just float away.

Phils pov
I ran to my room, locked my door and sat on the floor and began to cry. He hated me, why did I have to go and ruin it. WHY!? I can't believe I did that and now I lost Dan. He is mad and doesn't want to see my bisexual face.

    I pull out a suitcase from the closet where it was hibernating under bundles of clothes and Miscellaneous crap. I throw in clothes and chargers, I'll buy hygienic products later, and zip it up.

"Phil, Phil please open the door" Dan said knocking on my door and fiddling with the doorknob. "Phil please open it.... Please." He pleaded in a softer voice. I was so tempted to open door and let him in but I decide against it. Soon I hear footsteps lead away from me and my heart sinks. I knew it, he didn't care.

  I all of a sudden begin to cry and sob again. Each sob hurt more than the last until there were no tears left to cry out and my sobs dry like the desert. I think I ended up sleeping because when I woke up my head hurt so bad like I got hit by a hammer and my vision was blury even with my contacts in. I reached up and touched my head and I realized that I was on the floor and a bump the size of an orange was growing by my temple.

  I stayed dazed like this for a while fighting back on closing my eyes. "Phil im coming in." And I head a snap. The last thing I remember was him over me with red eyes yelling something and bringing out his phone.

Dan's P.O.V.

        I rode with him in the ambulance. I was looking for something to open his door when I heard a thump. I looked around the flat for anything that might have fell but I didn't see anything. I realized I didnt hear Phil anymore and the worst settled inside me. I ran up to his room and called.out to him. I didn't hear him so adrenaline drove me to punch down his knob. I saw him there on the floor with open confused eyes.

"Phil! Phil I'm calling the police, Phil stay with me don't leave me please." I think I said as everything went by in a blur the paramedics somehow understood me and got him in the ambulance.

Now I'm sat here on the cushion of the car everyone dreads. My poor Phil unconscious laying on the stroller with paramedics rushing around him. We get there and they take him away from me so I start to scream and yell until they let me come and wait a few rooms away in the waiting room.

A few hours later a nurse comes out a says," Mr. Howell?" 

"Yes that's me." I say standing up quickly awaiting news about my Phil.

"Come with me, your friend is sleeping in his room. He will be fine and surely will be able to go home tomorrow after we analyze him tonight." She said smiling at the end.

"Oh thank goodness!" I sigh in relief. I rush into his room and see his beautiful pale face in a peaceful sleep. Then guilt washes over me like a Tsunami wave.
It was my fault he was here, it was my fault he hit his head packing, and it was my fault he thinks I don't like him. I love him and he will know that.

A few hours later after dozing off for a few hours I hear him stirring.
I rush to his side just in time as he opens his eyes and kiss him. I can feel his shock and surprise in the kiss but I press on, on to make sure its real and I do love him and the rest was just a misunderstanding. After a while he kisses me back, I sigh in relief because it was becoming a little awkward. We break apart and he opens his mouth.
"Shhh...let me explain." I told him as I put my finger on his soft, heavenly lips.
I told him everything, up to why he was in a hospital bed. "Dan I'm sorry." He bows his head. "Why? You didn't do anything wrong, I should be apologizing."
"This wouldn't have happened if I let you talk, if I let you in if-" I kissed him. Yes that cliche shut up way kiss. Everything would be fine.

Heyo, I am sooo soo soo soorrrrryyyyy I haven't posted in forever but I was at a writer's block. Still no excuse but I'm sorry. I have a Ao3 account now so please go subscribe and if my fic does good there then I'll post it here. Anyways I hope u liked it and follow on social media or message me any criticism or prompts for anything. Have a good day and don't put salt in lemonade and pepper in soda.
~Jenay