Hey guys! So I decided to do a challenge by KeepDreamingLily, but, I am sad to say, I have to break one of the rules.. I cannot contain all of my Phan fluff into 30 words! It's madness! Sheer madness! So, since I can't sleep, I'm doing this at midnight so please forgive my awfulness. ;3; But anyways; here's the list of rules: Rules: OKAY. So, let's get this show on the road! ;D Starting with prompt ONE;
1. Each drabble can not be more than 30 words long (Breaking it, sorry Lily)
2. Must use all the prompts.
3. Must be 30 chapters in total.
Dan sighed and glanced over at Phil, who was sitting opposite him on their couch, playing Pokemon on his 3DS. Wow.. I'm actually kind of proud of that for a midnight drabble xD Anyways, I'm going to update this fairly often (I hope?) and there's 30 words in the challenge, so there should be 30 chapters in the end! This is actually two years late and the challenge is over, but I still wanted to try it, to vent my Phan feels while writing a Fiolee fanfic. c: Thanks for reading~ I love youuu! Yes, you! Staring at the screen, procrastinating! Do your homework already! Loljk I'd be a hypocrite if I said that. c: Forseriously, though, love you guys!
"Hey, Phil?" asked Dan, shifting awkwardly. Phil glanced up, his bright blue eyes piercing holes into Dan.
"Yeah, Dan?" he replied, setting down his game. Dan sat in silence for a moment before sighing dramatically once more.
"What do you think love is? Like, really? How do you know when you love somebody?" Dan stared at his feet, feeling silly for even asking. Phil smiled.
"Well, first you start noticing the little things about them.. Like the random specks of color in their eyes, or how their hair reflects the sunlight perfectly. Maybe even a random habit that you can't help but think is adorable. Then you realise that you wouldn't have them any other way, and you know you'd die inside if they loved somebody else, but you'd also die inside if they couldn't be with somebody they loved. Well.. At least, that's in my experience." Dan smiled slightly, his cheeks flushing only the tiniest bit. Dan turned and smiled at him and said something, but Phil was too distracted by the random flecks of color in his deep brown eyes, and the way Dan's hair reflected the light perfectly. Dan brushed his bangs out of his face due to a habit that he was trying to get over, but Phil didn't want him to stop. Because it was part of who he is, part of Dan. And he wouldn't have him any other way.
~Dovah