So, some of you may recognise this from what was my collection of drabbles 'Phan and Music'. However, I felt that most of my writing wasn't as good as it could be, so I have taken it down in order to redo the ones I like and republish them as separate stories. I still don't own Dan or Phil which, to be honest, is probably a good thing. Enjoy!
"He should be here by now, where is he?"
Dan was pacing up and down the aisles of seating at the airport. Phil had gone to some old friend's wedding in Mexico and that meant he had to leave Dan behind. Dan had said it was okay but as soon as Phil had boarded the plane, Dan knew that it was not okay. He realised he had never actually lived on his own before. He knew it was only going to be a couple of days but he felt lonelier every second.
Now Phil was back in London. Well, at least he should have been. The plane he had boarded to come back on had landed over ten minutes ago but Dan still saw no sign of him. He began to pace quicker up and down the rows, his mind racing, wondering why Phil wasn't here yet.
He paced and paced and paced until...
"Miss me?"
Dan jumped, not noticing the man who had crept next to him and turned to see it was Phil smirking. Dan instantly threw himself at his boyfriend, almost knocking them both over. He wrapped his arms tight around Phil's waist.
"Woah! I'll take that as a 'yes' then" Phil smiled down at Dan before hugging him in closer. Finally, Dan released his grip a little and looked up at Phil. They locked eyes and Dan blushed, realising how outwardly affectionate he was being in a public place. He started to pull away but it only resulted in Phil pulling him by the collar towards him and crashing their lips together. Dan was shocked at this- Phil didn't usually make such bold statements of love in public- but he kissed him back like it was a natural reflex. After what seemed a blissful forever, their lips parted.
"I missed you too" Phil whispered. Dan smiled, locked eyes with Phil again then reconnected their lips.