Phan Oneshots

The Best Worst Day Of Dan Howell's Life

word count: 2090
genre: fluffy fluff fluff
summary: dan and phil go on their seven year anniversary date 'n cute stuff happens

Today has to be the worst day of Dan Howell's life. First, he almost misses the bus going to back to London (he was visiting his parents), then he drops his phone and cracks it, and to top it all off it's now pouring down raining. Not to mention, it's his and his boyfriend Phil's seven year anniversary, which he is already late for and still has to change into dry clothes. Needless to say, Dan's pretty pissed off.

Having arrived in the shelter that is the inside of his and Phil's flat, he quickly texts Phil, apologising for being late and saying to just give him a few more minutes and he'll quickly be there. He sighs. Why does this have to happen to him? And today, of all days!

"Dan? Is that you?" He hears Phil call out. What's Phil doing here? Shouldn't he be at the restaurant already? Phil quickly appears at the top of the stairs and, seeing Dans appearance, runs down them and gathers Dan into a hug. "Oh my god Dan what happened? Are you alright?"

"Not particularly, no." The brown haired boy says, quickly returning his boyfriends hug. "I've had quiet possibly the worst day ever. Sorry to keep you waiting."

At the last sentence, Phil shakes his head, smiling softly. "It's fine, Dan. I'm more worried about you. What happened?" He asks again.

"It's a long story, we're already late enough to our date as it is. Let me just get changed and we can go, yeah?"

At this Phil narrows his eyes. "Daniel James Howell, if you think for one minute that I'm going to let us go to our date before you tell me what happened, you're wrong. Now go change into some warm clothes. I'll go call the restaurant and tell them we'll be late."

At this Dan just smiles, quickly going up and changing into some sweatpants and a t-shirt. He meets Phil in the lounge.

"Okay Dan, now spill."

At this Dan tells Phil everything, how he accidentally slept in late and very nearly missed his train back home. How after getting on the tube he was pushed and dropped his phone, cracking the top right corner and giving the screen a spiderweb-type of look. How, as soon as he got off the train, it started pouring. He didn't have an umbrella, and didn't want to risk calling a taxi and damaging his phone even more, so he had to walk here all the way from the station in the rain. How, after finding a small place to hide under for a second, he checked the time and realised that he was late to their date, and immediately started sprinting (or jogging for most people) toward their flat in hope that he wouldn't be too late. By the end of it, Dan found himself with his head resting in Phil's lap, the blue eyed boy running his hand through his now curly hair. It was quite soothing to be honest, and he wished that they could just stay there forever, stuck in their own little world. Sadly, that was not the case.

"You poor baby," Phil says sympathetically, leaning down and giving a quick kiss to Dan's nose. "And here I was freaking out because I couldn't find nice enough clothes to wear." Dan frowns.

"Don't invalidate your troubles, Phillip." He says to his boyfriend. "Pain is circumstantial, I'm sure that there are many people that had a much worse day than I did, but that doesn't mean my day wasn't shitty. Just because my problems seem worse than yours doesn't mean your problems aren't any more important." At this Phil giggles, smiling fondly at his boyfriend.

"Shut up Dan, you know what I mean."

Dan grins, patting Phil's cheek. "Yeah, I know. I just like to be annoying sometimes."

"You're always annoying, Dan. Now go put on something nice, the restaurant said they'd only hold our table for thirty more minutes."

Dan mocks hurt, sitting up and putting his hand to his chest. "Is what I'm wearing not good enough for you? I thought you loved me!"