fuck it. {phan one-shot}

fuck it.

AN: lowercase intended yo enjoy the phan

the episode of attack on titan ended and i was stuck staring at a pathetic reflection of me with an empty bowl of cereal sitting on my chest. just as i was about to just set the dish aside i remembered dans new years resolution, "actually do the bloody dishes". so i set my laptop aside and drag myself out of bed and trudge my way to the kitchen. dans bedroom door is open so i assume he's in the couch crevice, i assumed correctly. daniel howell is on the couch in browsing position what a surpris-wait what? is that a picture of me and him kissing?! nope nope nopity nope. phil keep walking and do the dishes.

after finishing up my bowl i walk a little too quickly back to the lounge and plop on the couch next to dan. "bloody hell phil! you scared the shit outa me!" dan screams and frantically slams his laptop shut. dans face is flushed and his eyes are wide. "mate i just sat down on the couch whats the big deal?" i question him while raising my eyebrow. "uh-uhm, well i-im shopping for your christmas present." he answers with a worried look on his face.

"dan christmas was last month." what the hells gotten into him? he keeps shifting his laptop away from me. "dan if it was porn or something i dont care. just tell me what you're hiding." i slowly reach my hand out for his laptop but he quickly swats it away.
"you'll judge me."
"dan when have i ever judged you?"
"trust me you will this time."
"no i won't i swear."
"no phil go away."
he's caught off guard so i seize the opportunity and tickle his neck. "what the fuck phil?!" i grab the laptop and bolt towards my bedroom door. a very pissed off dan is right on my tail so i dive onto my bed and flip open the laptop. dan was looking at the phan tag on tumblr! theres a fan art of me pinned to a bed with dan on top of me. "phil! fuck. you know what just shut up and give me my laptop." dan says with a sigh when he sees the look on my face. his face is a darker red than the youtube sticker on his laptop and i feel awful. "dan, i honestly could care less that you're looking at slightly erotic pictures of us but i mean im just confused right now." dan plops down on my bed across from me and drops his face into his hands and chuckles.

"god this is so awkward, you're probably thinking dan neither of us are even gay! why are you even bothering looking at this?" he has the smirk of i just made this super awkward spread across his face. you're right dan im not gay im super gay. wait, he doesnt know? i mean can you blame me its hard to be straight when you have a hot piece of british boy living with you. "um-dan? i actually am gay, i thought you knew." dans jaw dropped, like literally dropped. "phil have you ever even kissed a boy?" he gawks at me and suddenly I feel my cheeks heat up "i mean im happy for you but i was not expecting that!" oh my god he's right. ive never kissed a boy in all my 27 years of gayness.

"dan enough of my sexuality why were you hiding that." he has great big crocodile tears in his eyes and i sigh. "hey dan c'mere. forget about this. lets go film some sims yea?"
"phil i dont wanna. can i try something?" he lets out an exasperated sigh. my eyes are wide with fear and i respond with some hesitance "um..what are you gonna do?"
"dont freak out, okay? and after if you never want to talk about it ever again thats completely okay but just let me try this."
hes scooting closer to me and leaning torwards my face. holy mother of dil. oh my god is he gonna kiss me. his eyes are shut now. ohmygodhesgoingtokissme. why is he taking so long dear god hurry up. you know what.
"fuck it."
and with that i slam my lips onto his.

AN:
hey um I'm erin Idfk what this is I got bored so enjoy. feedback and constructive criticism are really helpful bc I don't write that much.

so uh. okay yea. cool. I might continue this maybe

k bye

-erin