It's the one-shot I promised! Yay! :D

I hope you enjoy this. Now, onto the one-shot :)

Phil's been gone for two weeks. Two bloody weeks. Words can't even begin to describe how much Dan missed him. But to sum it up... A lot.

Since the day Phil left, Dan's been completely miserable. He's barely left his bedroom because he didn't want to be reminded of him. He just couldn't take it. Not at all. He felt like he was going more and more insane as the clock ticked on.

Oh, did you think that Phil ACTUALLY left? No, no, don't be silly! Phil is just on holiday with his family. He would never in his right mind leave like that as he loved Dan way too much. I bet you got nervous... Don't lie, I know how you are. Yeah, I'm looking at you. The person who is reading this right now. Don't worry, Phil is still there, just not at the moment. But he will be back very soon.

It was early hours in the UK and Dan was still passed out cold in his bed. Phil wasn't set to come back for at least another 3 days but there is a surprise in store for Dan.

Phil unlocked the door to his flat and quietly walked in, not wanting to disturb Dan if he was sleeping. Oh who was he kidding? Of course Dan was asleep. It's too early for him to be awake.

He walked through quietly and placed down his bags by the door. He'll put his stuff away later. Right now, the only thing on his mind was a certain brown-eyed, brown-haired boy.

He made his way through the hallway containing their rooms and stopped in front of Dan's room. He quietly opened it and walked in. He smiled at the sight.

Dan was sprawled across the covers, his left arm hanging off the side and his face turned to the right.

Phil walked more into the room and over to Dan. He kissed his forehead and cheek before standing up to look at him. He frowned slightly when he saw that his cheeks were tear-stained.

"Has Dan been crying this entire time?" He thought to himself.

He gently swept his hand across his cheeks, being careful not to wake him. He chuckled slightly when Dan tried to swat his hand away, thinking Phil's hand was a bug.

He pulled away and walked out of the room and into the kitchen. He though what better way to say 'I'm Home' than making some pancakes.

But these were no ordinary pancakes, no, these were Delia freaking Smith pancakes. Their favorites.

He smiled and got to work...

Dan awoke some time later to the scent of his all time favorites, pancakes.

He sat up in bed and yawned. But soon, his eyes widened. Who the hell is making these pancakes if he's home alone?

"No." He said, scrambling to get out of bed and to the kitchen. He fast walked into the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. His brown eyes widened even more.

"Phil?" Dan asked.

Phil turned around and smiled. "Dan." He breathed out.

Dan didn't waste a moment before he tackled Phil in a hug, knocking them both over.

Phil chuckled and wrapped his arms around Dan's waist as Dan's snaked around Phil's neck.

He rested his face in the crook of Phil's neck. "I missed you so fucking much." Dan breathed.

"I missed you too, love." Phil said.

Dan pulled away but still held onto Phil. He leaned in and kissed him, sighing in content.

"You are never leaving for that long again." He mumbled against his lips.

Phil laughed in the kiss. "Okay Dan." He said.

The pulled away but kept close. "Care for some Delia Smith pancakes?" He asked, grinning.

Dan beamed in happiness. "As long as you're eating them with me."

"Of course bear."

Fluffs always tackle my feels. I saw this photo that basically described not only when I write them but read them C:

Hope you enjoyed this one-shot! :D

~Strawberry4life