Phan Oneshots

The Dates

"Where did you have in mind?" Dan thinks this is more on track of what he is used to. Guys treating him to fancy dinners so they can charm him into bed.

"Well that's for you to pick, Danny."

Dan scrunched his nose at the nickname, and tried not to smile at the playful chuckle Phil procures. "What? Don't like that name?" He teases, as they continue walking. It is getting dark out and the city lights are turning on all around them.

"Everyone calls me that. I hate it. Danny, Danny Bear, Danny boy, Daniel, Danl, etcetera etcetera."

"What about Bear?"

"Huh?" Dan stops in his tracks and stares at the strange boy questionably.

Phil stops with him and looks at him, silly, crooked, smile still on his face. Dan is becoming a little to comfortable with that smile. "Well I don't want to be like everyone else and Your curly hair reminds me of a cute little bear. Instead of Danny Bear, why not just bear?"

Dan subconsciously reaches up to his hair to straiten it down, even though it is already straitened to a T. Dan feels himself blush, which doesn't happen much anymore, and he feels the sudden urge to giggle. He refrains.

"Sure. You can call me that."

Dan chooses Jimmy John's to eat at.

Now they are back in Phil's car, and Dan is trying to guess how Phil is in bed.

"Um, You'll have to help me get to your house, I don't know how to get there from JJ's." Phil says sheepishly, still with that, big, dumb, smile on his face.

Dan sounds alarms in his head. No one comes back to his, its his rule. "Sorry we don't back to mine, we go to yours. I don't do people at my house."

Phil giggles again and Dan wonders what in the hell could be so funny. "What?" Dan said sharply, kind of embarrassed.

"Sorry, sorry," Phil wheezes out, "It's just, you don't do people at your house." Phil keeps laughing as Dan realizes what he means. "I didn't mean it like that you dumb ass!"

"I know! I know!" Phil smiles wolfishly and starts to calm down from laughing a bit, eyes shining at his.

"What are you. Twelve?" Dan sasses, yet it doesn't have a bite like Dan was expecting it to.

"Maybe. Are you?"

"HEY!"

Phil laughs again as Dan playfully hits his arm. "Sorry! Sorry!" Dan joins in with Phil's laughter. Once they calm down, tears in their eyes and stomaches hurting, Phil again asks Dan how to get to his house.

"Phil, I just told you-"

"What would we do at my house that we could do at yours." Phil questions him. By the look in his eyes, he knows what they could do, but he is playing dumb.

"Exactly what we would do at your house. I just don't let people over to mine."

"Bear," Dan finds his heart leaping, "If we go back to mine we are playing board games. I have Clue, Monopoly, Battle Ships, Guess Who, Candy Land, The Game of Life, checkers, Cards Against Humanity and more i'm sure."

"Okay. Let's go." Dan was sure he was joking.

They played Candy Land... and Dan won.

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Dan was confused. After Candy Land, Phil took Dan home, told him he had a lot of fun, and he hopes he would let him take him out again. Than he kissed Dan's cheek and waved goodbye.