Phil's POV
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Today's the day. The day where I will finally ask my best friend, my boyfriend, my other half to be something more, my husband. After 12 years of absolute insanity I can finally be with him. Groggily reaching for my glasses, I pull them on to be greeted with the photo album of all our memories open on my bedside table. My eyes mist over as they sweep from photos his mum insisted on taking when we first met to our last Christmas together, sitting together with our little reindeer antlers intertwined. My hands pass over my pocket and instantly begin to sweat as they touch the small box that contains my future, our future. A small silver band with a set of cat whiskers, who knew something so little could have such a big impact on my life? A simple reply on Twitter brought me the best thing that could ever have happened to me. Years of happiness and growth, where I truly learnt what it was like to love someone with every ounce of yourself, to the point where you would do anything for them and live to see their lips form a smile and a laugh escape their throat. Dan gave me more than I could ever ask for and a ring was what i could give him back. A ring to truly bring us together. Where I could stand at the top of the world and shout for everyone to hear that Dan and I are together and love each other like there's no tomorrow. Where we don't have to hide from the people that have given us so much and can show the phandom the true Dan and Phil.
Padding into the kitchen for a cup of coffee I stare at the world that we have created. A world where 2 nerds can do whatever they desire and be happy. A sanctuary that holds a couple of YouTubers that are living out their dreams with their best friends, each other. I spot a cereal box and immediately grab it to calm my nerves. Biting on the little corn puffs to avoid chewing my nails into nonexistentence. I stare into the box's dark abyss and internally chuckle as I spot a sharpie scrawl proclaiming this box to Dan's and only Dan's. Should I...? Well, why not? With a deep breath I drop the small jewler's box in with the cereal.
Placing the box on the lounge table I walk around and absorb all that we have made in this place we call home. I head upstairs and absentmindly rub the marks on the office wall from the lights and smile as all the videos we've made replay in my mind. What would he think if the next baking video is our wedding cake? How's Dil been doing in the retirement home with Tabitha? Who knew that the Sims could result in an emotional connection to pixels ? I start as the sound of floorboards creaking reaches my ears and dart down to the lounge.
"PHILLLLL?! Did you take my cereal again?" Heading downstairs, I smile slightly abashed as he fixes me with a smirk. "I'm going to start buying 2 boxes each time to keep my bag intact" he jokes as he leans down to give me a kiss on the forehead. As I sip my coffee I hear the rustling of the plastic bag and cereal pouring out. And then I hear it, a solid thump. I look up to see his eyes darting back and forth between me and the box. Well, here it goes. I reach over and pluck the box out from the sea of corn puffs to open it. And then I see it, the opening of the mouth onto that wide oval as his hand rush up to overlap at his lips.
"Dan, everyday I have spent with you as been one of the best of my life. I love you and want to spend everyday with you. I want to be able to make up in the mornings and see you lying in bed right next to me. I want to be able to walk through London swinging your hand back and forth and come home to make mad, mad love to you at night. I want to be able to call you my husband and live the rest of my life with you. Will you let me?"
AN: Hello, I hope you liked that chapter. Its the 1st chapter out of about 6 or 7. Please leave a review of you have any thoughts on this phanfic. See ya :)
