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“Hey what are you doing?”

“Just writing a story”

“Oh cool! What’s it about?”

“Uhm…..”

“Well, can I read it?”

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𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

❌ = 𝕟𝕤𝕗𝕨

𝕊𝕄𝕌𝕋

𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 ❌

𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥 ❌

𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝 ❌

𝔽𝕃𝕌𝔽𝔽

𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕤𝕥

𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙

𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟

𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ❌

𝕛𝕦𝕞𝕡

ℙℝ𝔼𝔽𝔼ℝ𝔼ℕℂ𝔼𝕊

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝟙-𝟝

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝟞-𝟙𝟘

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝟙𝟙

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝟙𝟚

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝟙𝟛-𝟙𝟜

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𝕕𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 [𝕛𝕦𝕞𝕡]

You lied down and snuggled into Dan's chest. You were laying next to him in your shared bed while he lovingly read you a child's Winnie the Pooh book. Of course, while his obsession over the fictional character was adorable, you had never really understood his love for Pooh. Tigger had always been, and most likely always will be, your favourite.

"Dan, why is Pooh always your favourite? Tigger is obviously the best character," you said quietly, trying your best to not interrupt Dan's reading. 

"Well, look at him! He's a cute little bear who wears a cute little shirt, and he lives in a cute little treehouse. I mean, come on! Who doesn't like cute bears with cute shirts and cute homes?" Dan replied as a crooked smile creeped onto his face.

"Me, Dan. Me. Tigger is the best because he's so unique! At least Pooh has family, while Tigger is 'the only one.'" You sat up from Dan's chest slightly. "You have to feel bad for him!"

"Well, make up your mind! Is Tigger actually your favourite or do you just pity him?" Dan raised a single eyebrow and smirked as you thought quietly to yourself.

"Okay, I pity him. I guess Tigger isn't my favourite." You sat up slightly more and pecked Dan's lips slightly. "Just keep reading, I guess I'll find out who's my favourite character by the end of the story."

"Yeah, you better make up your mind. And if your answer isn't Winnie, I'll break up with you, kick you out, and leave you to live on the streets. 'Kay?" Dan tried to hold his completely serious face, but chuckled slightly to himself.

"Yeah, yeah, Dan. Just read the friggin story?"

Dan smiled and wrapped his arms tightly around you while also holding the book. He continued to read with absolutely no emotion. It was actually very boring. But of course, you couldn't tell Dan thought. But the more you thought about it, the more you realized he was doing it on purpose. 

You leaned your head against Dan's shoulder and he rested his head upon yours. You felt enough at peace to fall asleep then and there, but you knew you couldn't while he was reading. Every few minutes you would feel your eyes slowly close, but you would mentally pry them open to stay awake. 

Finally, though, you couldn't find the energy to keep them open. Your eyes slowly shut as you kissed Dan's shoulder. He kissed the top of your head and slowly stood up, making sure to carefully lay you on his bed. After he was fully up, he pulled back his grey and black duvet and placed your legs underneath it before pulling the comforter back over your body. He sat on the end of the bed, placing your head on his lap before leaning back and quickly falling asleep.

You woke up and discovered your bed was empty other than you. You wondered where Dan went.

That was when you smelled your favourite Delia Smith pancakes.

You jumped up of out of bed, not caring how terrible your hair looked, and rain to the kitchen. You, being the klutz you are, ran into the practically invisible kitchen door.

Dan laughed at you from the other side. You stuck out your tongue playfully before opening the door and sitting down at the kitchen island. Dan pulled out a plate and placed three neatly stacked pancakes upon it. You ate them quickly before you remembered something.

"Dan, I just reme-" You began, before Dan cut you off.

"Hey, I just remembered that you never decided who your favourite character from Winnie the Pooh was," Dan looked very eager to hear your response.

You giggled slightly. "Funny, I was just about to say that. But yeah-I have officially, and permanently, decided that Pooh is my all time favourite fiction character." You smiled at Dan as he walked over to you, intertwining his fingers with yours.

"See, I knew you would choose him. This is why he's the best character," Dan chuckled.

"Wait, actually. Dan, why is Winnie your favourite?" You knew Dan had another reason why, but you never actually asked him what it was.

Dan walked over to you and kissed you sweetly. "You're always so generous to others, and you love honey. You also love Tigger. Well, I'm not so sure about that any more. That's why I always love it when you wear your pastel Winnie the Pooh shirt. He reminds me of you."

"I always liked Tigger because he reminds me of you Dan. You're so wild, but you'd go out of your way to do something for me or Phil. So I suppose that's why I didn't really understand why he was your favourite. But I still love you, Dan." You smiled shyly.

"I love you too."

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𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝟙𝟛-𝟙𝟜

how he defends you

Dan: Lately the hate comments have been getting to you. Hearing all of the "why is he even with them?" and "she's just using Dan for fame" cards is starting to make you sick. Since you and Dan share everything, you didn't have another option than telling him.

"What do you mean? I have hardly noticed any hate. How often do you see it?" Dan had asked kindly.

"All the time, Dan. I can't stand it."

"Hey, don't worry about it, okay? I'll handle it," He replies with a sweet smile.

"Thanks. I love you so much,"

Later that night you were getting ready to go to sleep. As you were about to open the door you heard Dan talking and hesitated so you wouldn't interrupt him. Leaning your ear quietly and curiously into the door, you intently listened.

"Look, you motherfuckers need to stop hating on Y/N. She's amazing and I met her long before I started my channel, so she isn't using me for fame. Second of all, I'm dating her because she has supported me throughout everything and heard unlike any girl I've ever met. And lastly, if she doesn't have your complete support, you don't have mine.  You support me, you support her. Please consider Y/N's feelings as well."

Never have you felt so loved as now.

Phil: "Phil, they're saying I'm not good enough for their perfect cinnamon bun."

"What? No way! Are you serious?"

"One hundred percent," you said grimly.

"Alright, come film a video with me. This will help, hopefully," Phil said, clearly aggravated.

Phil dragged you behind him into his room where he plopped the both of you onto his bed. You stared at the ground, not wanting the fandom to find you so petty or weak.

Phil began loudly after setting up his camera, "Today I have a very important topic. I've noticed that some of you guys are throwing shade at Y/N. That's correct, yes?" Phil nodded towards you for approval. You nod slightly. "So I've come up with a plan. For every ten hate comments I see, I delete my most viewed video. Every hundred and I don't make my next video. This needs to stop. Now. And, for the record, our cinnamon bunniness amounts are perfectly compatible with each other. Here's the first video I'll delete. Thanks for watching," Phil said with a smile. He clicked off the camera before pulling me into a side hug. "I hope this helps. I love you,"

"Love you too Phil. Thanks."

you're on your period

Dan: "Um. Okay. We have... stuff in the main bathroom if you need it. Uh, if you need anything else I guess you should just tell me and I can run to the store. Yeah, that sounds right, let me know if you need anything else." He stammered out, early embarrassed.

"Thanks Dan, and I will let you know if I need something. Love you," you replied, an eyebrow quirked.

"So I did that right?" He chuckled.

"How could you not?"

Phil: "Ughhhh, I feel like crap, Phil," you groaned loudly. You curled into the fetal position and squeezed your stomach.

"Period cramps?" He asked, not looking at you.

"Yep."

"I'll start a warm bath for you. I'll buy your favorite bath bombs and a whole bunch of chocolate, okay? I can also FaceTime F/N so the two of you can chat since you'll have nothing to do in the bath (BTW this does help with cramps). We have lady products underneath the sink so you can use those when you need. Anything you want while I'm at the store?" Phil recited as if he knew exactly what I needed.

"Nope. That sounds perfect."

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𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝟙𝟚 [𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥]

finding out you're pregnant

Dan: You slowly turned the stick towards him, turning your head in the opposite direction. You feel a weight lifted off of your hands as he takes it from you, staring down at it. Tears pooled in the bottoms of your eyes when he didn't respond. Grabbing your head and turning it towards him lightly, Dan put it back in your hands.

"Are- are you for real? Like, this isn't a joke?" His hand was placed delicately over his mouth as he spoke, shock clearly written on his face.

You smiled a sad smile before shaking your head no; unable to form words.

Dan stood up from the bathroom floor quickly, his mouth agape. He looked at nothing specific behind him and looked back again. He took a step back, paused, and crouched down to you again, pulling you into his chest.

"I can't believe it."

Phil:

You leaned over the sink, your head between your arms which resided on either side. The stick rested above the drain, staring at you; mocking you. Daring you to get Phil. To do something, anything, anything other than this.

"Are you alright in there? Do you need anything?" I didn't respond. "Do you want me to come in there!" Phil asked quietly. I mumbled a small 'mhmm' before Phil entered the bathroom, wrapping his arms around me and putting his head on my shoulder.

I didn't try to cover the test. Looking down, Phil stared at it; speechless. After a moment of silence, a loud, "You're pregnant!" broke free.

He spun me around so my head was in his chest. "You're pregnant, you're pregnant!" He picked me off the ground and spun me around before kissing my forehead.

"I can't wait for the little him or her."

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𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝟙𝟙 [𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕔]

going public

Dan:

It was an accident. Forgetting that Dan was an internet star and you hadn't gone public, you leaned over and pecked his lips on a park bench in Central London. Obviously a fan of one of you had snapped a quick photo, not hesitating to post it. Though it angered you slightly that they hadn't had enough respect for you to ask for permission, you decided that it need to happen regardless. Of course, the rest of the fans were completely-well, mostly-supportive of the two of you. It made you happy to think that the ship was canon just as much as it pleased the fandom.

Phil:

You and Phil had been dating for a few years, successfully remaining in secret; but Phil finally decided it was time to go public. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he assures that you were alright with it before pulling you into a sweet kiss and snapping a pic. Phil posted it on his Instagram and made a short video explaining it, and of course the Phandom couldn't help but be happy for the two of you. They had had their theories for quite some time, and not to mention all the "oMg aT 4:26 yOU cAn sEe Y/N's hICkeY #pHIl+Y/NcONfIrmEd" but regardless it provided for a nice change.

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𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝟞-𝟙𝟘

6. How you cuddle

Dan: you usually will both fall asleep sitting up; one of Dan's arms resting on the back of the couch while his other dangled loosely from the armrest. His legs would be pulled close to his chest but parted so you could wedge between them, your head resting on his knee.

Phil: you and Phil will fall asleep in the typical spoon. Phil being the big spoon will intertwine his fingers with yours before resting the both of your hands on top of your belly. He rests his chin delicately on top of your head.

7. The ideal date

Dan: Dan will try to be a gentleman and reserves a table at the five star restaurant that only the classiest of people can afford. He greets you with a bouquet of white roses and a charming peck on the cheek before escorting you to a night filled with expensive fish and perfectly charred crème brûlée.

Phil: Being his quirky self, he will bring £/$100 to the local arcade and will help you get high scores on any game you please. He will play games until you have enough tickets to buy what you want (even if it means his hands will be blistered and sore). Phil will then treat you to pizza and an extra large shared vanilla/chocolate shake.

8. Your movie/tv show

Dan: Pineapple Express/American Horror Story

Phil: How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days/ F•R•I•E•N•D•S

9. Your Cliché

Dan: Dan actually will buy and gift you a bouquet of roses every day. He tells you he will love you until the last petal falls. One of the roses is plastic.

Phil: It was love at first sight. Nothing to say about it-the moment you had first met you knew that something with meaning would later blossom.

10. What they love about you:

Dan: Dan loves your ability to be a complete idiot at times and at other times too smart for him to understand a word you say. It perplexed him.

Phil: Phil loves your quirky personality; your sense of humor, fashion, music, everything. He especially loves your smile-it's naturally contagious.

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𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝟙-𝟝

1. When you're cold:

Dan: Dan will take off his sweater, sweatshirt, hoodie, jacket, coat, or anything warm he is wearing and wrap it around your shoulders. He will pull you into his chest and rub your chilly hands between his warm ones. He will keep your feet put snuggly under his thighs until you feel warm.

Phil: Phil will do whatever possible to make you warm. If that includes driving to the nearest store to buy a blanket, Phil will go above and beyond. He will give you his fuzzy winter coat, a blanket, socks, a scarf, or whatever necessary. He will lean your head on his shoulder and put his head on top of yours, gradually warming your ears.

2. When you don't know what to wear:

Dan: "Just wear whatever you like. You'll look good in anything." Dan isn't much of a help, but boosts your self-confidence and esteem either way!

Phil: "Well, if you really want me to choose... you should wear my big blue pixel pops shirt! It would look great with your black skinny jeans." Phil truly has a sense of fashion. Enough so that you are willing to wear his clothes!

3. When you go to the beach:

Dan: Dan will admire your hot bod the whole time! Of course, he'll push you in a few times too, but only with your consent. You and Dan love to have small splash fights or running as far as you can into the water to see who falls first. You always end up laughing so hard you can barely breathe.

Phil: Phil, obviously, makes sure your swimsuit isn't too exposing. He will also guarantee you put on enough sunscreen to not burn your pale vampire skin. When your complete health and safety is ensured, Phil enjoys paddle boarding, swimming, tubing, and sand castles - as long as it makes you happy.

4. When you fall off your bike:

Dan: As soon as Dan sees your small scrape, he freaks out. He digs through your purse, hoping to find an antibacterial cream or a device from which he can call 911. His breathing is so loud that he can barely hear you saying, "I'm fine!" between your fits of laughter.

Phil: Phil hops off his bike and pulls out Neosporin, gauze, and a band-aid. Phil was very prepared, being his mom self. He knows just what to do to make your scrape's sting end, and he even puts your bike's chain back on the gear! What a handyman!

5. When you skip class:

Dan: Dan doesn't get too upset because you have semi-decent grades and he gets to hang out with you. If he knows you'll skip beforehand, he will take notes and record lectures so you won't fall behind. If Dan is in a great mood, he may even do your homework, making sure to do some problems differently. He wants you to get into the best college possible.

Phil: Phil will go absolutely mad! He'll lecture you about how you need to stay in class to get the good marks you need. His lectures will continue for a few minutes before he calms down, apologizes, and hugs you. Phil always feels bad after lecturing you, so he'll take you out for ice cream and cuddles.

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𝕕𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 [𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕤𝕥]

"Hello, internet! Today, I have a special guest-I'm sure you know her, it's Y/N!" Dan smiled widely and glanced over at you, signalling you to slide into the frame.

"Hi, guys!" You smiled a toothy smile and waved at the Canon.

"So, today we will be doing the-" Dan looked over at you, silently telling you to inform the viewers on what the weekly challenge would be.

"Shit! I actually have no idea what we're doing, what is it, Dan?" You laughed to yourself as you realized Dan never mentioned the challenge name.

"Oh, sorry. Anyways, today we're doing the non-dominate hand drawing challenge!" Dan waggled his hands about before sarcastically laughing. "Yay." You could see that Dan was already beginning to regret to choose that challenge. Dan, to put it simply, is artistically... challenged. You, on the other hand, have always loved art and took great interest in it-obviously becoming a pro.

"Oh boy, Dan. You are about to get smashed at this," you tilted your head at Dan and smirked. When you turned around to grab the necessary supplies, you saw Dan look at the camera and wink out of the corner of his eye. You rolled yours before continuing to get the paper and pencils.

"Okay, Dan. So first, you pick up the pencil." You instructed Dan, as if he was a child.

"Okay?"

"Then, you put your hand with the pencil on top of the paper, okay?"

"Okay," Dan did so flawlessly.

"Then, you'll be able to draw like Van Gogh and Picasso, 'kay?"

"Okay," Dan said yet again. He looked at the pencil version of Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh and looked back down at his paper, then back up again. He squinted and raised his shoulders before attempting to draw a tall stick along with some stars and swirls. "Yeah, it's great, I win, challenge over."

"Pfft, wow, that's amazing! Good job!" You clapped Dan on the back. "Now, I'm actually good at art. So I am going to use markers!" You smiled widely and grabbed an assortment of markers. You occasionally glanced up at the monitor as you drew. You were almost finished, and pleased with your work, when Dan walked up behind you and scared you.

"OH MY FUCKING LORD JESUS CHRIST DAN," you yelled as your hand flew up and made a dark blue line across Dan's entire face.

His mouth fell agape.

"Oh, Y/N, I will get you back!" Dan yelled as he grabbed a black marker, pulled off the cap, and scribbled across your neck. You quickly jumped up from his desk and ran over to his closet before building a pile of clothes around you.

You sighed in relief until a speck of light appeared through the shirts, and then a hand, and then a marker. You screamed again as Dan colored blue sharpie across your face and white shirt.

You jumped up and ran over to Phil's bedroom. "PHIL PROTECT ME," you yelled, hiding behind Phil.

"From what? What are you on ab-" Phil began, but was interrupted by Dan running in, his hand splayed out before him, and a marker within it. "Oh, from," Phil shuddered, "that thing," Phil stretched out his arms, covering you completely. Dan's marker, instead of hitting you, hit Phil in the cheek. "Oh my God, Dan! This is a new cheek. Why would you do that?" Phil said, laughing to himself.

You stood up from behind Phil to walk up to Dan and hug him. You sighed. "I love you, Dan,"

"I love you too, Y/N," Dan said smugly before wiping his face on shirt.

Your mouth fell open as you closed your eyes and rubbed the bridge of your nose. "Dan?" you asked.

"Yeah?"

"I want you to do something for me, yeah?"

"Yeah, what?"

"I want you to go into your room," you started.

"Yeah, and?"

"I don't want you ever to come out."

"Done," Dan said before grabbing his phone off of Phil's bed and walking away.

"Wait, no! Dan, I was joking!" No shit, you thought to yourself. You walked up to his room and opened his door to see him sitting up against his headboard, scrolling on his phone. Most likely on tumblr. You walked up to him and sat next to him.

"Hey," he said quietly.

"Hey," you replied, smiling slightly. "Dan?" you tilted your head and looked up at him.

"What's up?"

"I love you, Dan." You said again before leaning in to kiss him.

You kissed sweetly before pulling away for air.

"Love you too, Y/N."

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𝕕𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 [𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙]

I squeezed Dan's hand tighter as I pulled him down the dimly lit, woody trail. I was dragging Dan alongside me as walked speedily through the forest, looking for the familiar barn.

I used my remaining hand and pulled apart vines and leaves from trees and shrubs. My eyes widened and I smiled widely as I glanced at Dan before continuing to walk. He was obviously in awe-his mouth was opened wide and he was at a loss for words.

On the outside,  my escape may look ruddy and rusty; it doesn't compare to the inside. On the inside, I had strings of long white fairy lights dangling from the crisp, white walls. Underneath each glowing light was a Polaroid of Dan and I. They lined the walls from start to end... I never imagined I had so many until I began to renovate this place.

On the loft was a large bunk bed from which I had removed the bottom bunk. Underneath the top bunk, I had a small dresser and bookshelf which, like my walls,  was lined from start to end with books I love. I really thought that this old barn's inside reflected my personality. It's a diamond on the rough, I suppose- I just need a little work and time to be appreciated. I know Dan is the same, maybe that's why he's so starstruck.

He grabbed my hands again and pulled me into his chest before wrapping his arms sweetly around my waist.

"Did you do this by yourself?" He looked down at me, a soft smile on his face as I nodded. "I hope you know that I love you so much it can't be put into words. God, you've stayed with me way longer than I ever anticipated. You've stayed with me even when I hit rock bottom. You're constantly with me, providing me with love and care, and you still have time to come here and do all this?" Dan looked at the ground in appreciation as I spun myself around. I placed my hands on Dan's cheeks as I slowly pulled him down into a passionate yet sweet kiss.

 I reached up and put my arms around Dan's neck as he wrapped his around my waist yet again. As we pulled apart for precious air he grabbed my hand and laced his fingers with mine, pulling me over to a large sofa on the corner diagonal of the bed. He ran over and jumped on, shaking the entire barn. He waved me over and told me to sit next to him. Words cannot explain how much I love this boy. I walked over, a smile on my face, and sat next to him before throwing my legs over his lap. Dan laid down next to me and pulled me tightly into his chest. I nuzzled my head in the crook of his neck, enjoying the soft pitter-patter of his heartbeat. 

"I still can't believe you did all this," Dan said into the top of my head.

"Just know that I would never have done this without you," I whispered. I waited eagerly for a response but to no avail. I glanced up and saw Dan's soft brown eyes knitted shut, sealed with slumber. "I love you, Dan. Sleep well."

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𝕕𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 [𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟]

You laid quietly on the couch, your head resting on Dan's lap. He had been rubbing your back soothingly as you watched him and Phil have an incredibly intense Mario Kart match. So far, you noticed, Phil was winning by a landslide. Dan was only losing, though, because he was playing with one hand-the other was obviously helping to soothe you.

Dan's soft hands rubbing your back made you very calm and relaxed, and you then felt yourself drifting off into an inevitable but desirable slumber. You quickly repositioned yourself on Dan's lap as you finally were taken by sleep. You snored quietly, but Dan never seemed to mind. Phil sometimes got a bit aggrivated with you, but that was completely okay in your book. And if Dan could like Phil, you could like Phil.

In fact, Dan never seemed to mind anything you did wrong. Once you accidentally knocked his favourite cereal bowl off the counter while you were eating your breakfast. Dan just laughed and told you it was fine. Or the time you ripped his eclipse shirt while leaving his room. He told you not to worry about it because he knew someone who could fix it very quickly.

After a long nap, you were awoken to a pair of strong arms carrying you to Dan's room. He placed you on his bed, and you opened your eyes to see your head lied neatly upon his anime body pillow. You loved Dan's body pillow-it smelled like him, cinnamon, apples, and cheap aftershave. Your eyes began to close once again as you thought about Dan and how much you love him.

You felt Dan drape his long arms on top of you and pull you into his chest. You fell asleep to the soft, low beat of his heart. Sometimes when his heartbeat was too fast, it would remind you of the rain-which you hated.

As if on que of your thoughts, you were awoken for a final time to the sound of echoing thunder as you saw the window flash white for a brief moment. You had processed immediately that this was a thunderstorm but, of course, everyone here knows that that's just the England weather. You still hated storms, though, weather or not. Nothing will change how much you hate thunder storms.

You whimper as you snuggle yourself even farther into Dan's chest. Dan sighed in his sleep and pulled you closer. He always looked so peaceful when he was asleep. But the moment of the adorable bliss that was Dan's face was interrupted by the loudest boom of thunder you had ever heard, making Dan's eyes shoot open. He pulled the covers up and over his legs to walk over to the window behind his desk, pushing up one small blind and peeking outside. You moved your head over to look out the small window and saw that London was practically flooding.

You also hated getting wet. Drinking water, of course, was fine. But just the thought of getting caught in the rain gave you a dissappointed face. And seeing how much water was outside at the moment made you quickly hide your face by shooting under Dan's duvet. After a few minutes, you peeked your head back out to see Dan sitting in his chair, his elbow propped upon his desk and his chin resting beautifully in the palm of his hand. In his other hand, he held his phone. He was obviously taking a picture of the storm outside. It was strange, almost as if he found it amusing.

While you were watching Dan and the rain, another bright flash of light lit up the room only seconds before another deafening boom echoed throughout the flat. You thought that lightning was just like pretty, natural fireworks in the sky. But thunder always scared you because you thought it sounded a bit like a gun or an explosion.

You whimpered quietly again and the endless cycle of lightning and thunder began and Dan looked over at you, flashing an apologetic smile. He walked back over to his bed before pulling you onto his lap and rubbing your back soothingly. He whispered calming words to you as you slowly processed what he was saying and forgot completely about the thunder storm. All you were focused on were Dan's extra soft hands and how cozy his lap was. You really should sit like this more often.

After a while, the storm had calmed, but it was still very nasty. It had also gotten colder, outside and in the flat. Dan leaned down and kissed the top of your head softly before whispering, "It's okay, it's just a storm. I'm right here, I'm right here, don't worry. It'll be over soon and you won't even remember it," Dan kissed your head again, "It's alright, I love you."

"I love you too, Dan," you had tried to reply, but all that Dan had heard was an adorable little meow.

[itsbycallapie-blog]

𝕕𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 [𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥]

I opened the door quickly, pulling Dan in behind me. We laughed as we sprinted up the stairs, our bags flying behind us.

As I arrived at the kitchen door, I pushed it open and set our bags on the counter.

"Oh, my God, Y/N, we didn't shut the door." Dan facepalmed as he walked in shame to the front door, returning only moments later. "We really need to work on that, don't we?" He chuckled quietly to himself.

"Only if we're being honest," I retorted, secretly accepting that we do have a problem.

"Shall we go upstairs?" Dan suggested with an over-exaggerated wink, nudging my arm slightly. I nodded before giggling and searching for our bedroom door through the darkness. Feeling the slight engravings in the wood, I found my way to the doorknob before grabbing Dan and making my way inside.

Dan pushed me lightly onto the bed, climbing quietly on top of me. "I love you so, so much," he whispered, "You really deserve the world." I smiled. "And trust me, one day, I'll give it to you."

Me, being way too emotional, a tear rolled down my cheek. Dan leaned down and kissed it away before lightly moving to my lips. The calm, delicate kiss became hungered like a lion feasting on its prey within seconds. Dan's hands moved slowly from my cheeks and roamed my body before stationing at my hips, gripping them tightly.

"Is this okay?" Dan whispered onto my neck, "Because, I mean, if it isn't we can totally stop. It's not like either of us need this and if you think you don't want it-"

"Yes, of course, it's okay, Daniel." I laughed a bit.

"Good."

His large hands moved to the first button of my blouse, unbuttoning it agonizingly slowly. I pushed his hands away and unbuttoned it for him, eager to get started.

After I had finished I reached down to the seam of his tee shirt, pulling it over his flawless shoulders. I stopped, admiring his toned chest and light abs, before letting my fingers drop to the hem of his grey sweatpants. I pulled them down so they lingered just below his knee as he did the same to me. I had never done anything like this before, but I loved Dan and I felt as if if it didn't happen now, it couldn't happen ever. I pulled my shorts the rest of the way off along with my panties, suddenly completely bare under Dan.

Feeling slightly insecure, I nudged him signaling him to finish removing his clothing as well. He did, swiftly, before leaning down and capturing me in a fierce kiss, our tongues only slightly bumping but with more meaning than imaginable. As we pulled apart to admire the other Dan flipped us over so I was on top. I sat lightly on his chest before instinctively checking behind me.

"Oh, my God, Dan. You're still wearing your fucking shoes," I inhaled slowly. “Seriously, what a turnoff! How could we not notice?" I laughed, slightly embarrassed.

"Are you serious, Y/N?" Dan looked over my shoulder at his feet to see his white Vans were still tied neatly. He chuckled to himself before reaching around me and pulling them off. "Imagine how stupid I just looked! Completely naked and I'm still wearing trainers," he whispered.

"Yeah, pretty stupid. Better now though." I smiled, looking at Dan again. "Shall we resume?" I leaned down, grazing his lips delicately.

"Wait," Dan said frantically, pushing me off of him before leaning over to his bedside drawer. He rummaged through it for a few seconds before turning to me, a look of aggravation displayed on his face.

"We don't have a condom?"

"We don't have a condom."

A moment of silence.

"Do you want me to go to CVS and get some? I totally can," Dan said before pausing, "Not that we need to."

I breathed out a long sigh. "No. At this point, I just want to sleep. Sorry Babe," I whispered tiredly before curling into Dan's chest underneath the blankets. Seriously, everything is trying to be a cockblock.

"Of course that's okay," he said soothingly before wrapping his arms around me.

"Oh, and Dan? You remember what you said about giving me the world?"

"Duh, Y/N, that was like twenty minutes ago. What about it?"

"I already have it," I mumbled, feeling his smile through my hair, pulling us closer together.

[itsbycallapie-blog]

𝕕𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥 [𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥]

I can't believe Dan forgot our fucking anniversary again. Today is May 9, and he really should remember it considering he forgot it last year too.

Instead of coming upstairs and apologizing, taking me out, or at least pretending like he remembered, he was across the flat filming a Mario Kart Dan vs. Phil video. I kept hearing him laughing and screaming as if Phil was his girlfriend instead of me.

I laid down slowly, my back against Dan's headboard. I pulled my legs up against my chest and rested my head upon my knees. I thought to myself why Dan could never remember our anniversary. I didn't even realize that tears had quickly started to build up behind my eyelids and slowly drip down my cheeks until I subconsciously wiped my face.

I don't know how long I cried.

I just know that Phil won the coin battle. And Dan screamed, and then laughed as Phil laughed evilly. The only thing I couldn't listen for was about who actually won the Dan vs. Phil.

I didn't care, though. All I cared about was the fact that Dan forgot about me to please his fans. And I don't care what the 'fans' say, but if they like Dan, they should support us and give him a break to celebrate our anniversary.

The only way, I realized, to forget about Dan temporarily but completely was to drift off into the peaceful world that is sleep. I slumped down the headboard and slid under Dan's heavy black and grey duvet. I curled into a small ball, wrapping my left around my torso and laying my head down on my right. I drifted off to the sound of my constant but quiet sobs.

↬ Dan's P.O.V. ��

"Shit, shit, shit, Phil! Oh my God, what do I do?" I cursed as I flailed my arms at Phil. I'm sure he's very confused.

"Ugh, Dan, what did you forget to do this time?" Phil raised a single eyebrow and crossed his arms at me, acting like the motherly figure we all know he is.

"No, it's not what I forgot to do, it's what I forgot in total! Fuck, I forgot our shitting anniversary! Oh my fucking fuck shit ass I forgot our anniversary again, I'm so angry at myself, I wonder how she feels, oh my God, I really need to check on her, sorry, Phil!" I yelled at him all in one breath as I flailed my arms some more and jumped out of my chair. I ran (walked with great speed and energy) out of the gaming room and all the way across the flat, making my way to my room as quick as possible.

As I opened the door, I was relieved to see that she was peacefully asleep. A slight smile creeped its way onto my face as I closed my eyes, practically sweating. Though my smile slowly disintegrated as I walked closer to her and noticed streams of dry, caked tears lined down the sides of her face.

I furrowed my brows and put my hands into my pockets as I walked even closer and sat on the end of the bed. I leaned down to her face and wiped away the dried tears with my thumb before laying down next to her. I wrapped my arms around her fragile body and pulled her close to me, whispering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," over and over in her ear and occasionally kissing the top of her head.

I gave up after awhile, realizing she couldn't hear me because she was asleep, and she most likely wouldn't wake up for a while. I decided I would also take a light nap until she did wake up, when I could just apologize more and hope she accepts it.

"Dan," she whispered slightly after a moment of silence.

"Yeah?" I turned my body slightly to face her back.

"It's okay." She looked at me and a faint smile appeared on her face as she sniffled.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to forget again. I forgot last year, but I forgot completely. At least this year, I got you a gift in advance," I smiled as she quickly sat up, making me very cold.

"You did?" She tilted her head slightly. Her voice was still a little raspy, but I think it was sexy.

"Yeah, I did."

↬ Your P.O.V. ↫

"Yeah, I did."

I suddenly felt much better than I had all day, knowing that he remembered all week but only forgot today. I turned around and looked at him, before smashing my lips against his.

He quickly registered what I had done and began kissing back, wrapping his left arm around my neck and tugging slightly at my hair, his right arm wrapped around my torso. Dan quickly got out from under his duvet and crawled on top of me, leaning on either elbow.

I suddenly felt very dominant and flipped us over without warning so that I was sitting on top of his crotch. I could feel his pants tightening underneath me. I smirked, mainly to myself, as I slowly started to grind on him. Dan tilted his head back as he occasionally lifted his back up and off of the bed. I felt a puddle start to form inside of my panties.

I leaned down and kissed Dan's neck on his favourite spot, which made him slightly moan and wrap his arms tighter around me. My lips detached from his neck as they slowly moved down to his upper chest. I paused, giving Dan a moment to peel off his white alien shirt.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Love?" Dan looked at me, obviously concerned. This may be my first time with Dan, but it was definitely not my first time-nor was it for Dan.

"Yes, of course I'm sure, Dan. Why else would I have started this?" I smirked at Dan as he flipped us over again, pulling my shirt up over my head.i

"I just love you so much, I would be so mad at myself if I hurt you," Dan furrowed his brows before shaking his head subconsciously and reaching under me to unclip my bra.

He couldn't do it the first time.

I had to do it for him.

"Ugh, I already suck at this. I'm so fucking nervous," Dan whispered to himself, embarrassed, as I laughed at him.

"Dan, it's fine. Do you know how rare it is to find a guy who can unclip a bra first try?"

"No, 'cause it's not rare." Dan pouted.

"Whatever, just forget about it," I kissed him again.

Dan moved down and started to unbutton my pants. That took him awhile, considering the pants I was wearing had three tight buttons. After he got them all undone, he carefully slid them down my legs before throwing them into a random corner.

"Shit, wait," Dan quickly stood up before running over to his door and locking it. He then walked over to his dresser, opened a drawer, and pulled out a condom.

He sat criss-cross on the end of the bed as I crawled over to him and straddled him. I reached down and started to palm him through his pants while I kissed him. Dan's head fell back as he moaned. He lifted up his bum for a moment as he pulled down his pants.

Dan pushed us both back into the pillows as he roughly connected his lips to my neck. He lightly squeezed my breasts with one hand as another tickled my stomach, making its way to my womanhood. I moaned out in pleasure as Dan left a small love bite on my sweet spot.

One of his long, skilled fingers slid into me when I was least expecting it. My back arched as I shouted. My fingernails scratched as his back as they dig into him. Dan leaned down again and continued to kiss my neck. I moved my right hand as two of its fingers grabbed the hem of Dan's boxers.

Dan glanced down at my hand and chuckled before standing on his knees. I sat up and pulled them down his legs, his erection springing up. My eyes widened as I realized how much it would hurt to adjust to his size. Dan smirked as he positioned himself at my entrance.

"Okay?" Dan looked down at me, a silly smile played across his face. His eyes looked so innocent.

"Okay," I replied, knowing what he was about to say.

"Okay," Dan said again, before slowly pushing himself into me.

I inhaled sharply at the pain. As Dan slowly went deeper, the pain morphed into pleasure. I moved my hips back and forth, trying to help myself and Dan. He started to speed up as he realized I was finally good and adjusted. Dan's head occasionally tilted back, as did mine. I moaned as Dan was hitting my G-spot perfectly. I looked up at Dan to see his eyes closed in bliss, his sweat already causing the tips of his soft hair to curl.

"Dan, I-I think you look really s-sexy with curly hair," I stuttered slightly because Dan was still thrusting.

"Really?" Dan smiled, his eyes still closed.

"Yes, oh my God, Dan!" I screamed. Dan had surprisingly not passed out yet due to lack of air and energy.

"Keep saying my name, God, it makes you tighter," Dan moaned in pleasure. I could tell he was almost finished.

"Dan!" I screamed for a final time as I reached my high and released myself.

Dan continued before he moaned loudly and came inside of the condom. He kept on thrusting to ride out his high. After a while, Dan collapsed next to me.

"Well, there you go, my anniversary gift from me to you!" Dan panted at me.

"God, Dan, I fucking hate you!" I laughed at him. "Wait. Are you actually serious?"

"No, oh my God, (Y/N). Are you ready for this super awesome," he coughed, "...real anniversary gift?"

"Well, yeah, I'm pretty prepped for it," I giggled.

Dan quickly jumped off of the bed and pulled something out of his top drawer.

"Will you marry me?" Dan opened a small box in his hands to reveal a beautifully cut heart shaped diamond.

"Well, fuck. I definitely did not expect that," My eyes widened. "But yeah,"

Dan jumped up and hugged me. He crawled into the duvet next to me and pulled me the closest we've ever been.

"I love you,"

"I love you too, Dan."

[itsbycallapie-blog]

𝕕𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥 [𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝]

I am unaware of why he decided to show up at my door. I can't say what took over me as I looked him up in he eye and swore - no matter the reason of his arrival - I would assure he enjoyed his stay.

I can say that that is the reason I'm pushed between Dan's naked body and the headboard of my queen-sized bed. The occasional hard thrust pushed my head and shoulders up above the board. His calloused hands rested tightly around my waist as he moved his pelvis in the perfect "I-own-you" type of way. I sighed in an almost pornographic manner as his hands caressed my breasts so lightly it almost tickled. I opened my mouth and tilted my head back, giving Dan the perfect opportunity to lean down and plant sloppy kisses like seeds across my neck, as if they would later grow into blossoms of love. They won't. However, the typicality of the situation quickly became redundant and I craved something more powerful; something different and new.

"Daniel, this is boring," I said monotonously with a stoic face and a groan. I rolled my eyes lightly as he scoffed.

"Am I not good enough?" He asked arrogantly as he raised an eyebrow. I noticed his thrusts became stronger and faster immediately after I had told him it was boring. How insecure.

"Exactly," I whispered with a smirk before wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Fine. You want new? You get new," Dan claimed huskily into my ear as he pulled out quickly.

I frowned in confusion before he rushed us over to my desk and put me into a rim position. Just as quickly as he exited me, he entered once more and relieved me of the devastating chill between my legs.

"Dan!" I yelled out, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck before attempting to pull us closer. Having nothing to do to burn off the pleasant mix of pain and ecstasy, my fingernails scratched roughly at Dan's back. My toes curled so tightly beneath Dan that they soon began to ache, but I didn't stop. I pulled my chin tightly down to my chest instinctively before it was thrusted back up again by Dan's hands before he leaned down and kissed me. A kiss similar to every other - hungry, desperate, and devoid of any passion.

That's how it's always been. Nothing that meant anything to either of us. It's never been our hands that were intertwined; it's always our hot naked bodies used whenever we pleased. And that is all it ever will need to be.

Our tongues molded perfectly together though it was a forbidden love. Thin lines of saliva trailed and connected the both of our faces as he leaned ravenously back down for another kiss. I pulled my legs closer to my chest while our lips remained attached, giving Dan easier access to my lower area. He slowly inched closer and soon after the only audible sounds were our rhythmic moans and the slapping of skin-on-skin contact. I tuned everything out and focused only on the pleasure. In, out. In, out. In, out. It was only a fifth the speed of my erratic heartbeat. Moments later I felt a familiar tightness within my stomach and I couldn't help but to curl my toes tighter and clench myself around Dan.

"Fuck, Dan!" I screamed before letting go of everything that had built up inside of me. All of my ecstasy abandoned my body as I was left suffering from a lack of oxygen.

Dan, however wasn't finished and continued to pound in and out of me. In, out. In, out. He sped up for just a moment before pulling himself out and spilling onto my stomach and lower breasts. He slowly inhaled and exhaled before pulling on a pair of pants and turning towards my door.

"See you next week," he said, with a nasty half-smile and a cocked eyebrow, before turning around and leaving me panting breathlessly to finish cleaning up on my own.

[itsbycallapie-blog]

𝕕𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥 [𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤]

"Dan? Could you come in here for a second and help me? I can't get my suit tied," I yelled down the hall, assuming he would be able to hear me.

"Yeah, I'll be right in," He yelled back. Only moments later he popped his head in the door, his body soon following. He came behind me and easily tied it in a bow with a double-knot for measures of safety.

I finally put my arms at my sides, admiring the lovely flower prints that surrounded my thighs and breasts. Dan put his arms around my neck, spinning me around and kissing me sweetly.

"You ready to go?" He asked me, smiling down at me.

"Of course." I leaned up and quickly pecked his lips.

►►

I hopped out of Dan's car, a towel wrapped tightly around my waist and a beach bag with necessary supplies dangling from my elbow. I had about ninety bottles of sunscreen in case Dan decided to take of his swim shirt. I ran over to the beach, beckoning Dan over. As I stepped into the soothing sand, I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I looked down, noticing a flower thriving in the middle of the sandy beach.

"Dan, look at this flower!" I said to Dan, admiring its beauty. Dan leaned down as if he was about to pick it up. "No, no, no. Don't do tha-" I stopped talking and scowled as Dan plucked the flower out of the sand. He too admired it before putting it behind me ear.

"It's just like you: not only can it survive in the harshest of conditions... it can thrive. And it looks beautiful while doing it." Dan smiled sweetly at me.

I blushed and grabbed his upper arm, pulling him away from the beach and to a lovely - deserted - field of flowers. I did the most cheesy, romantic thing I could think of and grabbed his hand before continuing to skip through the rainbow field. I laughed as Dan tripped over a log and fell onto the ground, myself falling on top of him.

I grinned and leaned down, kissing his nose. Dan frowned before pulling my face down to his again, kissing me passionately on the lips. We didn't pull back until we needed air. I looked into Dan's sparkling cinnamon eyes as they gleamed with pride. I kissed him lustfully as I realized how much I love him. He smiled on my lips and poked his tongue out slightly, running it along my top lip. I opened my mouth just enough for him to be happy. He sat up so I was sitting in his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. I wrapped mine around his neck and pulled him closer - if at all possible.

Dan slid his hands quickly underneath the back of my bikini top, running his rough, calloused hands all over my smooth back. He untied the strings, only struggling at first, before letting my top fall to my lap. I put my hands on Dan's surprisingly muscled chest and pulled his swim shirt off. He laughed quietly to himself, half out of excitement and half out of nervousness - we had never done this before.

"Dan, as long as you're okay..." I trailed off, assuming he would understand what I was trying to say.

Dan nodded discretely and lifted my bum up just enough to slightly pull off my bottoms. I sat back down and finished the job, setting my bottoms along with my top in a grassy patch to the side. Dan looked down at himself and his growing erection, turning red and laughing in embarrassment. I tugged at his bottoms, managing to get them off. My eyes widened as I realized we were both naked in an open, public area about to do the deed. I freaked out and stood up quickly, grabbing Dan, and running to a nearby grove of trees. We laughed as we ran. This had to have been the most embarrassing thing we had ever done.

I rubbed my hands along Dan's chest as he whimpered. He sat up quickly and flipped us around so Dan was on top. He looked into my eyes with concern and I nodded. Dan pushed himself into me and leaned down, kissing me messily. I wrapped my arms around his neck as we continued to kiss.

"God, I love you so much," Dan whispered roughly into my hair, pulling it slightly. My fingernails pushed into the nape of his neck - and for once, he didn't cringe, or even care - as I felt my high approaching.

"Dan!" I reached my climax as I released moans and bodily fluids. Dan continued sloppily for another two or three minutes, not yet reaching his high. I moaned as Dan released himself inside me, filling me with warmth. "I love you too, Dan."

He sat up and looked around himself for a moment, finding and picking a large handful of beautiful pink and blue flowers. He studied them for a moment before arranging them into a lovely flower crown, placing it carefully upon my head.

I was confused until Dan breathed softly into my ear: "A delicate crown for my delicate flower."