Phan oneshots

Morning Coffee

Warnings: TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF

Dan's POV

The spoon clinked against the mug as I stirred its contents, watching the cream mix with the coffee. I brought it up to my lips and softly blew on it before taking a small sip. Perfect. I chuckled at the memory of making Phil some tea and adding a crap ton of salt in it. No, not this time. This coffee was mixed to perfection, I had made sure it was just how he liked it.

I slowly carry the mug towards Phil's bedroom, careful to not spill. I pushed open the cracked door and smiled fondly at the sight that was on the other side. Phil was sitting in bed, hair messy and with glasses on, having not yet put contacts in for the day. He was hugging a pillow against his chest. His eyes, which were fixed on a book in his hands, were blurry with sleep. He had his large Adventure Time hoodie on, making him look small and innocent. My heart was near bursting with love for the man in front of my eyes.

He looked up at sound of my footsteps and immediately smiled.

"Hey Love," I said, smiling and carefully kneeling in front of him on the bed.

He put the book on the nightstand next to him and took the steaming mug in his hand. "Thanks Dan." He said smiling, his gaze flickering down to my lips.

I leaned slowly forward towards him, putting a hand on the bed to keep my balance. I captured his lips in a slow, loving kiss. It was slightly sloppy since we had both woken up in the past 15 minutes, but it was perfect because it was our kiss, a kiss no one else could have or share. No one else got the privilege of waking up in this beautiful man's arms and getting to kiss him whenever they wanted. I don't know why he chose me to be the lucky one who did, but boy am I glad he did.

I was getting more into the kiss when he suddenly pulled away. I furrowed my brows at him. "What's wrong?"

He was staring at me with an expression that made my heart flutter. "Did you drink some of my coffee?" He asked, giving me a small knowing smile.

I blushed, thinking back to when I had been testing to make sure the coffee was perfect. "I uh.. y-yeah I did when I was, um.." I didn't know why I was so flustered all of a sudden. "I was.. testing your coffee to make sure.. it was.. ah.. just right."

Phil laughed and smiled, taking a sip of the coffee. He licked his lips, pondered for a moment, then said, "It is pretty good, Dan. But one thing would make it even better."

"What's that?" I asked, ready to go and get whatever he said.

He blushed lightly and said rather shyly, "If the coffee was mixed with the taste of your lips."

My mouth dropped open slightly at how bold that was. Usually I was the one with the cheesy pickup lines. But here was Phil, coming in and stealing my groove.

I closed my mouth and smiled, staring at Phil's sparkling and embarrassed eyes. "Phil I love you, you spork."

I took the cup out of his hands and took a gulp before putting my hand gently behind his neck and bringing his lips to connect with mine. It was slightly less sloppy than before, both of us having woken up more, but still gentle and soft. I could taste his coffee lips, savoring the feeling and taste. If I could make a candy with the flavor of his lips.. I couldn't help but laugh, breaking away from the kiss and staring lovingly into Phil's blue orbs.

"What's so funny?" He asked, smiling despite not even knowing.

I chuckled and shook my head. "Just.. you. You're adorable."

Phil beamed, his pale cheeks puffing out slightly. I gently caressed his soft face with my thumb, enjoying this moment between us. We both had messy hair and smelly pajamas, yet neither of us cared. We were too in love to care what ourselves or the other looked like. That's what made this moment perfect. I never wanted it to end. It was just me, him, and our love.

I didn't need anything else in life.