dan likes to fuck with boys on tinder for entertainment, phil just happens to be one of those boys

> phan dan: big dick energy philly: what philly: what the fuck is big dick energy philly: what are you a fortune teller or some shit where a local and a member of stan twitter somehow fall in love despite the language barrier

fuckboy!phil x innocent!dan tw: slight mentions of abuse/depression

> phan phillester: u want money danielhowell: do i look like a fucking prostitute??? danielhowell: how much credit to dnptexts on twitter

photographer!phil and model!dan (also featuring best friend!dodie )

IN WHICH PHIL DESPERATELY TRIES TO GET DAN IN HIS PANTS

"When the stars stop shining above us, please be home. A wicked step away and I'm falling in your leave." //Phan

"I wanna sleep next to you, but that's all I wanna do right now." //phan [a very short angsty read]

"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." --Dr. Seuss -- "We were always on the same path, but he was two steps ahead of me, and I wish I could've caught up." This story is so cliche you'll die because the creative twist I decided to bestow on this fic is horribly frustrating. That's the point. To frustrate you. //Phan

What once could be an undeniable truth could undeniably become a lie. // Dan Howell lies about everything. What he does on Saturday nights, how he feels, what he loves, who he loves. Phil Lester never tells a lie. He's all about promises, and trustworthiness. Liars piss him off. Dan can fib about anything. A white lie here, and a white lie there, never hurt anybody. But after a while, he can't bring himself to lie to Phil Lester. And he struggles the most to lie to himself, when he just can't deny that he's extremely in love with him. //smut warning//