Phan Oneshots

Late Night Blowjobs

Words: 1855

LOTS OF FLUFF and a treat at the end ;)) (couldn't come up with a better title.. soz)

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Dan was in the kitchen trying out a new cookie recipe he had come across in the early morning hours of the endless scrolling that occurred in their bed. He had gotten flour everywhere, including all down the front of his jeans and his forehead from when he was pushing his hair out of his eyes.

He had only just put the cookies in the oven and was trying to clean up as much as he could when Phil came up behind and wrapped his arms around Dan, getting flour all over his sleeves.

"Phil, you're ruining your jumper," Dan smiled and shook his head as Phil rested his head on Dan's shoulder.

"Ah well, you're doing the laundry," Phil replied.

"Since when?" Dan asked and spun around in Phil's arms so he was facing him.

"Since I got flour on my sleeves," Phil said and kissed Dan's cheek.

Dan shook his head and smiled again. "Not now."

"What?"

"I'm cooking," Dan said and turned back around, seeing completely through Phil.

"Dan, c'mon, those things will take twenty minutes," Phil whined.

"Last time you said that you didn't let me leave the bed and the baking paper almost caught fire."

"You're no fun," Phil pouted but didn't take his arms away and instead squeezed them tighter.

"I don't want to burn down our house," Dan replied as he continued to clean the bench.

Later that night, they were on their laptops scrolling through Tumblr and showing each other their findings. Dan had his on Phil's shoulder and Phil's arm was around Dan's shoulders.

Phil liked one more thing then closed his laptop and put it aside before wrapping Dan up in his arms again and watching Dan scroll.

"Are you going to sleep already?" Dan asked, seeing the time was only 10:47 and he looked over his shoulder at Phil.

Dan's curls weren't behaving -- like usual -- and his brown eyes were big as he looked at Phil expectantly.

"No," Phil answered simply.

"Mmkay," Dan said and turned back to his screen.

Phil watched Dan's feed with him for a little longer before getting bored. He kissed along Dan's shoulder and Dan giggled.

"Stop, it tickles."

"Make me," Phil said cheekily.

Dan closed his laptop and put it on his bedside table before rolling over and snuggling up in Phil's arms.

"Nice try, mister," Dan said.

He tried to act innocent again but Dan shut him down, smug about doing so.

Phil sighed. "You suck."

"You love me," Dan smiled and kissed Phil.

Phil turned around and Dan pressed up against him, hugging him tightly.

Dan was cleaning the house while humming along to Muse, as PJ had invited himself and Sophie over.

Phil was unhelpfully treating himself to a bath in the other room, so when Dan felt someone put their hand on his shoulder he yelped and spun around, relieved to see it was Phil, barely dry even though a towel was wrapped around his waist.