Dan and Phil Imagines

Real (Phil)

"I miss you," you say into the computer, looking at the midnight-sky color haired man on the other side of the call.

"What's to miss, love? It's not like we've ever met in real life," Phil stated with a hint of bitterness on his tongue that was virtually undetectable.

You loved Skyping with your long time boyfriend, Phil, but sometimes it left your with a conundrum. He was right; you have never met.

"Shut up," you huff sarcastically, knowing that you were joking, Phil just gave a wink back. "I miss you every time your not there. I don't need to have met you yet. I would love to, but that doesn't mean that I love you any less than a normal couple."

Phil just gave you a smile. "I miss you too, Y/N."

"You better," you joke, adjusting the screen so he could see you better. You looked into the monitor, now realizing that Phil wasn't in his usual setting, and he was moving, like he was on a walk. "Where are you?" You ask, looking around behind him.

"Hold on," he says before stopping and turning around. You gasp, seeing you own apartment building behind him. "Suprise!"

You jump off your couch and run down the stairs, leaving your laptop wide open on the coffee table. You quickly make your way to the lobby, but as you turn to get off the stairs, you run into someone, hitting him hard.

You look up, seeing your boyfriend standing right in front of you, tears beginning to fill your eyes. You immediately wrap your arms around him, hugging him tightly, and he does the same to you.

"Oh my god," you say, your voice tearful. "You're here. You're real. Like, actually, properly real."

Phil laughs. "You are too. I can't believe I'm actually here."

Phil notices the small shaking and sobbing coming from you and hugs you tighter. "Don't cry, Y/N," he laughs, though you can tell he was on the verge of crying himself. You pull away and look up at him, laughing.

"You're so much taller in real life," you say, a permanent smile stuck on your face.

"6'1"," he says, pushing the hair out of your face. "I missed you."

"I missed you too, Phil," you say, putting a hand on the side of his face, "But you're here now, and I'm never letting go."

Phil's eyes flicker down from your eyes to your lips, then he leans down, guiding you towards him until his lips finally reached yours.

And yes. Sparks did fly.