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Dan howell x Reader fluff

The bright British sun filtered through your wooden blind. Shielding your eyes from the bright rays caused your other arm to hit the source of warmth next to you. "Ow! bloody hell Y/N." He groaned as he moved your arm off of his face. "sorry Dan." you say as you snuggle your face into his warm chest. "I forgot that you get restless in the afternoon." He mumbled, snaking an arm around your waist. "Dan, it's only half 9."

"Really? I'm going back to sleep." Dan groaned as he rolled on top of you.

"Dan... Can't... Breath." He propped himself on his elbows so he was only inches away from your face, lips lightly brushing yours. You snaked your arms around his neck to pull him into a tender kiss. He then pulled back and peppered you with small kisses all over your face and neck. a loud noise could be heard from the kitchen. Dan jerked his head back and ran out the room to investigate. You quickly threw on your bath robe and followed Dan only to see Phil on the floor covered in Dan's cereal.

"Morning guys..." He groaned out in pain, accepting your small hand to pull him up.

"Now will you admit you've been stealing my cereal?" Dan slapped Phil around the back of the head.

"Never!" Could be heard from down the hall as Phil journeyed to find a dust pan and brush to rid the floor of delicious cereal.

"You two are like children," you announced from the doorway of the kitchen. Dan strolled over to your position to wrap his arms around your waist completely forgetting Phil was in the room.

"Ew Heteros!" He teased as he discarded the tainted floor cereal in the bin. You both chuckled at the remark remembering how gay Phil is And how you had to buy a new sofa after some rigorous living-room sex. The sofa was soaked. Any way, back to Dan in his underwear.
"Dan put some trousers on!"
"Phil, you're one to talk." You mutter, glancing at phils behind. He had a sexy butt but you weren't going to tell Dan that! It was a normal thing for the boys to laze about in thier underwear. It wasn't a problem because one was gay and the other was your boyfriend. One had a sexy butt while the other was quite flat. But flat butts are ok! That's why you're dating one!
"You ok, y/n?" Phil was waving his hand infront of your face. You must've spaced out.
"Uh, yeah i'm good. Just a little dizzy."
"Well you're gonna feel dizzier after this!" Dan jogs over to you and scoops you up, spinning you.
"Dan put me down!" You say giggling.
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Dan, i'm gonna barf!"
"Ok! I'm putting you down!" He carfully holds you by your hips and lowers you down. You're so dizzy. you immediately fall on the sofa.
"Fun?" He giggles, plopping himself next to you.
"Maybe..." You smirk.
"I have won!"
"Won what?" You giggle at his triumphant stance.
" I dunno, it's 10 am. Leave me alone." He pretends to be grumpy but after the fun you just had it doesn't work. You sit on his lap and snuggle into his neck.
"Now, Mr Grumpy, I believe you were cooking breakfast, no?"
"UGH, anything for you to be quiet!"
"Oi!" You lightly smack his face and let him free. He waddles to the kitchen with his cute little butt. You can't help but giggle to yourself and lie back on the sofa.
"You two are so sickly to watch" In your state of happiness you hadn't notice Phil sitting next to you.
"I guess." You sighed as you sunk into the sofa, watching the BBC news. A terror attack in London was shown, not too far from your apartment.
"Damn," Phil muttered under his breath, stroking your hair. Confused as to what he was doing you looked at his goofy face and couldn't help but laugh.
"See! Even in the darkest times you're best friend can still make you smile!"
"Shut up..." You mutter defensively.
"You're Lucky you're gay!" You could hear Dan shouting from the kitchen. You love how defensive he can get. Your attention was directed back to the TV and yet another terror attack. Jeez. This was the second time this year and it was bumming you out.
"AhHHHHhH'' could be heard from the kitchen along with oil spits and clanging pans. Dan wasn't the best cook but that didn't matter, as long as you got a morning fry-up.
"Baby, you need some help?" You call
"No! I'm a big boy thank you very much!"
"Yeah, we'll see about that." Phil mutters as he gets up to help Dan.
"Remember baby, no mushrooms!" You, one again, call out and then direct your attention back to the tv. It had changed to another "Hero Story" Just some general Comic Relief to cheer up the nation. You watched intently as a woman reported about a cat that had been stealing women's bras. You sigh.
"Only in England..." you mutter.
"And only in England will you get one of my amazing breakfasts!" Dan comes cheering in holding your plate and some brown sauce. You grabbed the plate and lathered some sauce on your bacon and sausages. The boys sat down next to you, plates in their laps, and dug in.
"Can we watch something other than this shit?" Phil spits as he spits his food everywhere.
"Are you done love?" Dan asks in that sweet voice, completely ignoring Phil, as he takes away your plate, holding your hand and pulling you up in the process. He leads you into the kitchen and places the plates down. His large hands grab you by your hips and pull you in closer. " I love you, (Y/N)."
"I love you too, Dan."
He lightly embraces you and you just stand there in the kitchen. Safe in each other's arms. Like it should be.