Phan Oneshots

Just Dance (Pt 1)

(Oof dw it isn't cringey lol)
2 parts, pt 1 SFW
742 words

"PHI-IL?" I called out as I set down the groceries on the table.

I heard no reply, so he must have gone out for a walk again.

I put the shopping away and rushed upstairs to my room and closed the door behind me before I got into a comfy position under my sheets.

I picked up my laptop from my bedside table and set it on my lap, adjusting the brightness and volume settings and resumed my movie.

Phil rcommended The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas, and although it wasn't something I usually watched I'd decided to give it a try and it was actually pretty good.

By the time the movie finished, I was wiping the tears away from my eyes and I heard the front door slam.

"DAN?" Phil called.

I got out of bed and ran down to see Phil had gone out shopping, too.

"I just went to go shopping but it looks like you already have..." Phil told me, opening the cupboards to put stuff away when he turned around. "I guess we do- Oh my god are you okay?"

He ran up to me and hugged me tightly, dropping some candles we had sat on the table which he was moving.

"I'm fine," I laughed, "I watched The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas."

"You did?" he pulled out of the hug but let his hands fall to my waist.

"Don't act all surprised," I told him, grinning while I pecked his cheek and hit his forearm lightly.

I pulled away and put the groceries away and pucked up the broken candles with Phil before we made hot chocolate and coffee and went to the couch to play Just Dance.

And by 'play', I mean flail our arms around to see who got the highest score from just that.

We finished the round and Phil won, so of course he jumped around while I laughed which was much more exercise than the actual dance we didn't do.

"Hey, there's a slow dance one!" Phil pointed out as he sat back down on the couch.

"It's probably very kinky and strange," I smiled, frowning slightly at the preview clip it showed.

"We can do this, c'mon," Phil stood up and held out a hand. "May I take this dance?"

"You're such a dork," I giggled but let him pull me up.

He put his hands around my waist and I looped my arms around his neck.

Phil put on the dance and the music was actually kind of slow but we swayed along at our pace, ignoring the dance on the screen.

"Only we would platonically dance to Just Dance," I whispered into Phil's ear, careful not to ruin the moment as I leant my head on his neck.

"No homo Howell strikes again," Phil chuckled, "You're not fooling anyone you know?"

"I'm fooling some," I said.

The dance seemed to have ended but we didn't stop swaying gently.

I planted a long, soft kiss on Phil's neck and knew he was smiling goofily.

Phil and I pulled each other tighter so there was no space between us, and although we were stepping on each others' feet, I could admit this was nice.

I fell backwards suddenly and screamed, only to fall back onto the couch.

"PHIL!" I whined.

He was cackling like a maniac but he fell on top of me and kissed my lips.

"I'm sorry, I thought you knew the couch was there," he said, his breath sending chills through my body.

"Well I didn't," I said, pushing him back so I was sat up and he was kneeling with his lips being an inch from mine.

I pulled him forward and pressed our lips together.

Without breaking the kiss, he picked me up and I put my arms around his neck again and my legs looped around and squeezed his waist.

He turned us around and fell back onto the couch, breaking the kiss and I was in his lap this time.

I looked from both of his eyes to his lips, and he hungrily kissed me.

We captured each others' lips in our own and I tugged on the bottom of his shirt to signal I was taking it off, and he pulled away and held his arms up as I pulled the navy blue polo over his head hastily and reconnected our lips.

Part 2 coming when I have inspiration (thanks to PHANTASTIC_TRASH_2 for helping brainstorm :))