Phan Fluff One-Shots

Learning French.

Cute little Drabble since I've been busy and haven't updated. Next one will be good and long just give me time :)

"Hey Dan, I learned something in French I want you to guess what I said!"

Phill called out in the apartment. I jumped a bit before walking over to his room before covering his computer screen, obviously using google translate.

I looked at him and gave a grin. How could a man be so physically cute and not date any one. It hurt knowing eventually, this whole brand, and life style even 'Dan and Phil.' Would be gone someday since he would meet someone and move on.

"Dan," Phil said dragging out the 'a'

"I'm in here you spork!" Phil gasped and didn't know I was directly behind him.

"I want you to guess what I'm saying in French!"

"Alright." I said and pulled a chair out so me and Phil are directly facing each other. "Hit me."

"Je' tiame mon amour." Phil said and blushing right after he said it. All I wanted to do was put my hand on his cheek and softly caress it. Luckily though I kept my chill, but I couldn't help to stare at him.

'His eyes are beautiful. Just look at them, blue,green and yellow all in one mix. He's so cute when he blushes, and he smiles. He is. So.happy, the way I want him to be.' I say to myself looking at Phil and looking at him like he's a prized possession.

"Uh Dan- is there something on my face?" Phil said, interrupting me checking him out.

"Oh uh-" I stuttered. "N-no you l-look fine. I-I mean not in th-that way." I stopped my rambling, took a deep breath and continued. "No there's nothing on you."

Phil giggled. He actually GIGGLED. My heart melted hearing so. "O-okay then. Well try to guess what I said."

"Well I know 'amour' means love, and it came at the end of the sentence-"

Phil blushed and looked shocked at my knowledge. "Do you know what Je' taime means?" I thought for few seconds, but I couldn't think of anything of it relating to any other word I knew.

I sighed and shook my head no, he looked a little happy. He smiled and breathed a sigh of...relief.

"Okay well we're gonna play a game. You have now until tomorrow to figure out what I said, and If you don't guess I have to show you what it is."

I nodded along, not knowing what it was but I guess I could play along.

**

"I like food a lot maybe love?"

"No Dan."

"Cheese is not something I love?"

"Well I don't like cheese, but that's not the sentence."

I groaned in annoyance, but yet I loved
This game. Phil would light up every time I would try asking him what he said.

"Why can't you just tell me Phil please?!" I asked but Phil looked down from what we were watching on the T.V and blushed, looking somewhat sad.

"It might change the way things are." Phil said in a mumbled tone. I looked down and scooted closer to Phil on the couch.

"What do you mean by that? We're best friends Phil nothing will change that!"

"Exactly." Phil said under his breath. I didn't nag how ever as that seemed like something I wasn't supposed to hear. Although, I couldn't help but scoot closer. "Don't. Please don't."

Phil said in a hushed tone. I was starting to get worried, what did he mean?

"I-I'm sorry what did I do wrong?!" I asked.

"Dan do you really want to know what I said?"

I nodded of course with enthusiasm. Excited to know the secret he kept from me for hours.

"Je tiame-" Phil cleared his voice. "'Je tiame, mon amour' means I love you, my love." Phil stuttered while mumbling. It took me a few seconds before I realized what he said.

'I love you'

He loves me too.

I couldn't hardly hold my excitement. Sadly it was interrupted by a small sniffle.Phil was crying. My heart fell onto the floor.

"S-say something, please."

But I simply couldn't say words. Only show my reaction. I gently pushed my lips to Phil's. He was surprised at first, but exhaled and I breathed it in. I just couldn't let go of his lips, the taste of them. (With a taste of your lips I'm on a ride :))

I put my hand on his waist, us kissing. It was passionate, both of us explaining our selves in the kiss. After a while, we stopped, our lips slightly swollen.

I couldn't help but give him small pecked as he blushed.

"How do you say it again?"

"Repeat after me, Je' tiame."

"Je, tiame."

"Mon amour."

"Mo, amour?"

"No no no." Phil giggled. "Mon amour."

Phil said, while moving closer to Dans lips.

"Je tiame Phil."

"You too." Phil whispered before gently putting his lips to Dans.