Phan Oneshots

He always knows what to do

Plot: Dan comes out as bisexual and goes to Phil.
One part and NSFW
Words: 1822

"DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT YOUNG MAN-" I heard my mother's voice shout from the front door as I slammed it shut and pulled my coat on.

Tears were running down my face and I sniffed as the cool aor bit my cheeks and I hugged myself for warmth.

I had just come out of the closet as bisexual, and my father went quiet as did my mum, before she started yelling at me, trying to tell me that I was confused and I didn't like guys, only girls, but that wasn't true.

I knew I liked guys as well.

I heard the crunch of frost under my boots as I quickly walked to Phil's house.

He'd know what to do. He always knows how to make me feel better, and he encouraged to come out.

I wiped my nose as I pulled out my phone and texted him that I was coming over.

Did it go well? he messaged back but I put my phone back in my pocket.

My throat was dry and I put my cold, bare hands on my cheeks to cool them down.

I was drowning in my thoughts, and I choked for air as I knocked on Phil's front door.

Phil answered with a worried look as he saw me in my weakest and most vulnerable moment.

I started to sob and Phil pulled me inside.

"Dan," he whispered before pulling me into a hug.

I squeezed him tightly and he rubbed my back, listening to my cries and shouts of anger.

"It's okay, Dan," Phil said into my hair, "You're safe with me."

I smiled into his chest and sniffed because he was right.

He pulled away and took my hand, leading me to the upstairs bathroom and cleaning my face with tissues and gave me a glass of water.

"It's old but drink it," Phil said sternly.

I half-smiled and drank, knowing it would make him feel better.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Phil asked me as he took the glass.

I shook my head.

"D'you wanna watch a movie?" he suggested.

I nodded and he took my hand again.

He probably didn't mean anything, but I felt my heart race.

He lead me to his room and put on a movie, before we lay on his bed to watch it.

I didn't pay any attention to the movie, but the fact that we were so close together.

I moved closer to him and leant my head on his shoulder, each step slowly and cautiously.

Phil shuffled so it was a bit more comfortable, and he lay his head on mine.

I started tracing shapes on his stomach before mumbling, "Are your parents here?"

"No," Phil said softly.

"Martin?"

He shook his head, "Why?"

"N-nothing," I said and felt my face go red.

It was obvious to everyone but him that I had a crush on him.

He was completely oblivious. Even the janitor at school knew I had feelings for Phil.

"Dan?" Phil said, catching me from my thoughts.