Fluffy Oneshots (Phan)

Worried

       //A.N. Listen, I'm just writing this oneshot. This in no way says that Dan is actually fat. He is perfect. It is just for the fic.//

I read through the comments of my latest video and smiled. PHA N, aw aw i loved it dan, RUSTY TROMBONE (fr tho its an inside joke from one of dans younows), dil is love dil is life. I was about to click off of YouTube when I saw a chain of comments with a lot of replies. I mean a lot. 242 to be exact. Wow, guys look at Dan's stomach 3:42. He looks a bit fat. I felt my heart break. How could someone say that? I was curious, so I went back onto the video and paused at the time. She was right. My stomach did seem to go out a little from my pants line. I clicked on the Read All Replies button, expecting help from my other fans, but was just greeted by people agreeing. Yeah, you are right., maybe he should lay off eating, i've noticed he's been getting fat. I felt tears sting in my eyes as I typed out a reply. Thanks guys. You are all so nice. I hit reply and the comments started rolling in. OH MY GOD DAN IM SORRY, DANDAN WE DIDN'T MEAN IT!, DAN YOU ARE PERFECT Yeah, right. Coming from the people who agreed. I slammed my laptop shut and went to the bathroom.

        I lifted off my shirt and looked at my stomach. I was getting a bit fat. I sighed, bending down and setting my head on the sink. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I choked up a bit. Why was I getting worked up over my weight? I just felt like it needed to be perfect for them. I pulled off my pants too and saw that my legs were getting a bit chubby. I cried. It helped me feel a tiny bit better. I hope that commenter knew what she was doing to me. I sat down and pulled my knees to my chest, crying. I heard the door open. "Hey Dan! Where are you?" I continued to cry softer and got up to look at myself in the mirror. I heard him open up my laptop. "Oh god..." He whispered to himself. He opened up the bathroom door and saw me standing there, sobbing like a piece of shit. Phil gasped, hugging me.

        "Dan, love, are you alright?!" 

        I felt him place his hands on my shoulders and spin me around. "Listen," I turned the other way. He cupped my cheeks and turned me towards him. "Listen. Dan, you are perfect. Everything about you is perfect. Your hair, your eyes, your mouth, everything." I blushed at his compliments and he poked me in the stomach. "You. Are. Amazing." I bit my lip. "Not technically, amazing..." He laughed, rolling his eyes. "You called me love." I recalled. "Yep, I know. And I meant it." I brushed the hair out of my eyes, and Phil smiled. "Now you look even cuter." He told me, bopping me on the nose. I scrunched it up, making him giggle. "Don't listen to them Dan. You are amazing. Perfect. Adorable. Cute. N-" I cut him off. "Wait, did Phil Lester, my best friend, just call me amazing, perfect, adorable, and cute?! It sounds like you like me, Phil." I saw a blush creep up from his neck to his cheeks. "You DO like me!" I yelled out, surprised. He covered his face in his hands. "A little..."

        "Oh, come on! More than a little!" I said, teasing him. "Okay, Dan, fucking fine." He growled out, suddenly defensive. "I like you. A lot. It's getting really fucking annoying with that teasing." I drew back and shielded myself. "Holy shit, Phil...I'm sorry..." He instantly loosened up. "I'm sorry, Dan...I just don't like teasing..." He whispered, wrapping his arms around me. "Aw, I get it..." I kissed his cheek softly. I pecked his lips and he smiled, turning my face to face his. He quickly leaned in and kissed me on the lips. I gasped slightly, but kissed him back. He slowly pulled away. "I'm gonna...put some clothes on..." He giggled. "Just remember, I love you." I blushed and he walked out, shutting the door.

        "Hello Internet...this is just going to be a quick video...I'm going to assume by the title you are already shitting yourselves. Well...I've come to say it...and..." I choked up a little and Phil rubbed my hand. "Phil and I are dating...Commence screams and police sirens..." Phil giggled. "Yeah, Phil told me he loved me and I love him back. I've just never had the balls to say it." Phil laughed, punching me in the arm. "And, since you guys are probably crying right now, we'll give you something else to cry about..." I turned to Phil, cupped his cheeks, and kissed him. I kissed him as passionately as I could. I pulled away and Phil's mouth was agape. "I'm going to assume now most of you are being hauled off to a mental instiute by your parents. Hey, at least you won't be alone right?" I ended the video, deciding to leave it uncut. I wanted it to be perfect. I uploaded it, which went be quite quickly. 

        The comments were already pouring in. H OLY FUCKING SHIT, I CALLED IT GUYS, FUCK, MY PARENTS WENT IN TO CHECK ON ME BECAUSE I STARTED SCREAMING AND CRYING AND THEY TRIED TO TAKE MY LAPTOP AWAY, IM GONNA CRY GUYS, THAT FUCKIN KISS Phil had his arm wrapped around my waist and his head on my shoulder. "I love you." He whispered as he slowly fell asleep.