Gay band one shots

Phan- Just a baby

Hey guys!! @i'm_the_gay_emo asked for an age play phan!

Even if it's not a band, Phan's friggin adorable!

Anyway, let's get onto the story!

Dan- Daddy

Phil- 1 year head space

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**Dan's P.O.V**

   "There... Happy?" I ask Phil, who sat sniffling and teary eye'd on my lap. I was trying to edit a video, and he threw a fit, crying and screaming for me to pick him up. I bounce him on my knee, and he snuggles into my chest.

   I can't help but grin. He was such a little bugger, managing to sneak his way into a cuddle. His little forlorn sniffles melted away, and soon, he fell asleep, letting me edit up the video.

   "Phil.. Phil baby, you need wake up....." I whisper, bouncing the little pastel bundle in my arms. He fusses a few times, but soon opens his pretty eyes, looking at me as angrily as a sleepy 1 year old baby in a pastel blue pink onesie and diaper could look. 

   "Yes I know I'm a horrible Daddy for wanting to get my little boy some lunch." I tease, carrying him downstairs. He was till too sleepy to really care, but he sucked on his pacifier and relaxed in the high chair while I made some chicken nuggets and green beans. 

   I will admit, I didn't mind making 'little friendly' food for Phil. I'd missed these foods from when I ate them during my child hood, so I loved making these foods.

   "Daddy... Dada..." Phil huffs from his high chair, making grunting unhappily. I chuckle, giving him a sippy cup of juice and a kiss on the head. "Hungry..." He sniffles, and I plate up our food. I start feeding him, since I learned a long time ago he couldn't be trusted to wait until food cooled.

   "There you go baby.. Here comes the choo choo train.." I coo, offering him a fork full of food. He giggles, his cheeks bright pink. He was always good during any meal, mostly because I cooked food he liked, the way he liked.

   "'Gain Daddy! 'Gain!" He giggles loudly.

   "Again? I can do it again, baby." I coo, and keep making cute noises to get him to giggle and eat. After lunch, I wiped him clean and carry him to the living room. "What do you wanna watch, baby boy?" He just shrugs, chewing and sucking on his pacifier. I smile and shift through the programs on Netflix trying to find him something. After a while I settle on the movie Trolls, and lean back with Phil safely tucked against me.

   It was hard to believe he was in his twenties, he was so baby faced and sweet.

   He was just a baby... My baby.

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