A/N: I have a sequel coming for New Beginnings but you don't have to read that to read this. First phanfic so yea. Rated for some language and slight pre-smut. Enjoy!

Phil had woken up that day feeling extremely weird. It was a feeling he couldn't place, and it unnerved him to no end. But just because Phil woke up today with an uneasy feeling doesn't mean the world will stop unfortunately. At least he had Dan though. Dan would attempt to stop time for him, would do anything for him, and that's all he could ask for. He was the definition of the perfect boyfriend, no matter how much he disagrees.

"Dan, have you seen my lion plushies? I can't find them anywhere!" Phil called out into the flat.

"I don't know I haven't seen them. Try the lounge," Dan suggested as he started a fire to attempt to warm up their flat.

"I wouldn't of taken them up there though.." Phil trailed off, until he saw something that caught his eye towards the fire, "DAN THEY'RE OVER THE FIRE PUT IT OUT!"

"What?" Dan looked puzzled until he glanced over and saw Phil's beloved lions being incinerated. "Shit, oh my god!" He ran into the kitchen for some water and dumped it over the fire. Although they'd noticed too late, as Phil's plushies were now ashes upon the ground. "God Phil, I'm so sorry I didn't see them over there!" Dan said solemnly.

"No..it's fine. You didn't mean to," Phil looked down and attempted to pull himself together. They were just plushies after all, but they'd held sentimental value.

"No it's not fine I just burned your prized possessions; Fuck I'm so terrible," Phil cut him off with a chaste kiss before he could say anything worse about himself. Even if he was sad he couldn't bear to hear his boyfriend talk down on himself.

"You're not terrible Dan accidents happen; I'm not mad," Phil smiled.

"I feel so bad though, and I can't get it out of my mind..." Dan trailed off as buried his face in Phil's shoulder. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Phil's lions that had been in so many of his videos were now gone.

"I could take it off your mind for awhile," Phil wrapped his arms comfortably around Dan's waist.

"No, I have to find a way to make it u-" Dan was abruptly cut off by Phil's lips moving over his. This was Phil's idea? He decided after much contemplation that it could be thought about later, and draped his arms over Phil's neck. Phil's grip on his waist tightened slightly and Dan let out a soft moan. Their lips began to kiss faster, each connection getting shorter and shorter. The only sounds that filled the room was their labored breathing and their lips colliding hungrily. Phil's tongue licked over Dan's bottom lip, and Dan slowly opened his mouth to let Phil in. Phil's tongue roamed over his cheeks and on to the roof of his mouth in a slight pattern. Dan moaned and moved his hands from Phil's neck up into his black locks, pulling on it slightly eliciting a groan from Phil. Phil's hands rubbed circles into his hips before slowly traveling downward to grab at Dan's ass. Dan let out a loud moan and he squeezed the flesh tightly and pulled their hips flush together making both boys growl at the friction. They slowly ground their hips together for a little while until Dan pulled back.

"Feel better?" Phil asked.

"As long as you promise this won't come back on me later," Dan said accusingly.

"No I'm not that cruel, although I see it customary that you find me a new lion," Phil crossed his arms.

"I'll try my best love," Dan pecked his cheek before walking back towards his room to search for a newer and cooler lion for Phil.