Phan Oneshots

Love Scenario

Summary: When Phil first saw him in the spring, he thought he looked like bubblegum.
Word Count: 5,325
Warnings: tooth rotting fluff, mentions of kpop, phil is thirsty af
A/N: I got an ask a few months ago from someone talking about how this person they knew from high school was completely different and confident and they liked that, and this was inspired by that bc it was such a cute thing. I really wanted to write a fic where Dan wears makeup and soft things, so this is a very Dan-centric fic and I hella dig it. Also feel free to let me know other things y'all want me to write! The title of this song is from love scenario by iKon! Special thanks to dandelionisonfire​ for screaming with me about this fic, ty ly bb

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When Phil first saw him in the spring, he thought he looked like bubblegum.

His brown hair was curly atop his head, little messy ringlets that were so effortless yet still so stylish. His eyes were shining, framed by long eyelashes that kissed the freckles on his cheeks. Those very eyes were like pools of honey, sparkling with a light of their own and golden brown in the sunlight. His cheeks were pink, lips resembling cherry blossoms, and it was such a beautiful contrast to his porcelain skin that Phil could have sworn he was a walking doll. He was wearing makeup, that much Phil could tell from afar, with a light dusting of pink eyeshadow and winged eyeliner. There was a smattering of glitter on his cheekbones. Highlighter? Phil didn't know the logistics of makeup, but he thought this boy was absolutely stunning.

He was wearing high waisted shorts, ones that showed off his pretty, rounded thighs and had six buttons on the front. Phil wondered if the buttons actually did what they were supposed to, or if they were just for show. He was wearing a light pink crop top with a small embroidered cactus on the breast. His pink converse matched his shirt and everything about him was pink and bright and Phil lost it completely when he saw the boy blow a bubble out of bubblegum he was chewing.

There was an inkling of familiarity pitting in Phil's chest, one that grew as he looked at this boy, frozen in the fruit section at Tesco. He's seen him before. He knows he has. But he also thinks he would remember somebody as confident and ethereal as this boy.

The boy licked his lips, tongue swiping across his bottom lip as he picked up a grapefruit and looked it over. Phil's eyes were drawn to those beautifully pink lips and he briefly wondered if he wore colour stain to make them have more colour. There was no possible way that somebody's lips could be that pink.

He was fully aware that he was staring, getting lost in this boy's beauty. It was almost as though he were drowning in the most gorgeous sense, his lungs filling with flower petals, heart beating fast in his chest. He didn't normally like the feeling of drowning, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to mind at that moment.

His gaze flickered upwards and then he was meeting a pair of hazelnut eyes, ones that were soft and filled with amusement. Phil's heart completely stopped as the boy's lips turned upwards in a small smile, nose crinkling cutely. He bit his lip, still grinning, and then he was winking before turning away and walking away, grapefruit in hand.

Phil couldn't help but feel as though his heart was the grapefruit, carried away by delicate hands and honey eyes.

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The feeling of knowing didn't go away. In fact, it grew until Phil couldn't stop thinking about it. He couldn't stop thinking about the boy who looked like bubble gum, the boy with caramel eyes and dimples in his cheeks.

He knows he's seen him before, could feel it in his chest, but he couldn't seem to figure out where. Maybe he was a stranger on the street he'd passed randomly, or a worker in a store. Maybe he had appeared in Phil's dreams like a cheesy romcom.