How Did We End Up Here? - A Phanfiction

Two months passed.

Anna was growing, and the two dads couldn't be prouder. She was nine months old now, and eating more solid foods. They'd found that oatmeal was a favorite. She was becoming more vocal, making all sorts of sounds and laughing, but she still hadn't said her first word yet. She was also becoming more mobile, and could take one or two steps if she was holding onto one of her dads' hands, but quickly would fall back down, grabbing onto their calves as she fell.

Dan and Phil's careers were also in a high. Even though they had cancelled their meet-ups for the year, explaining that they just couldn't do it all with Anna being so young, their fans were understanding and more people were watching their videos than ever.

As for their relationship, Dan and Phil were disgustingly happy together, and anytime they'd see their friends they just knew they were being judged for it, but they didn't care. About three weeks after New Years Eve, Phil had worked up the courage to try going down on Dan, and it hadn't been as bad as he had expected. He wasn't quite able to go as deep as Dan was, but he was slowly getting better. That was still the furthest they had gone, but they both seemed to be content with that, enjoying each other and not feeling the need to rush anything.

Today they were packing the last few things before dropping Anna off with Phil's mum late that evening on their way to the airport to leave for Thailand. Phil was fully packed by noon, and he sat with Anna on his lap on the edge of Dan's bed, teasing his boyfriend for waiting so long to pack.

"I know, Anna, daddy will never learn." he said, smiling up at Dan as he spoke to Anna.

"Hey! I've gotten better! You can't expect me to change everything about myself just because I have a kid, I'll never not be a master procrastinator." Dan shot back, laughing.

"Just maybe use stick deodorant this time, okay Bear?" Phil had started using this nickname about a month ago when Dan had gone on a huge Winnie the Pooh marathon with Anna, and Phil was 99% sure it wasn't at all for their daughter's sake.

"Shut up!" Dan threw a shirt from his drawer at Phil, careful not to hit Anna.

She clapped her hands together and made a "uh-du-aaaah!" sound, smiling cheek to cheek. Phil turned her around to face him, and for the third time that morning, just stared at her in amazement. The more she grew the more he saw Dan in her, and the more he saw Alice in her as well. It really was uncanny though, how the things that resembled Alice resembled Phil as well, and Phil could have sworn that they couldn't have ended up with a child who looked more like a combination of her dads.

"Dan?" Phil murmured, still staring in wonder at his baby.

"Yeah?"

"How did we end up with such a perfect daughter?" Dan smiled which Phil caught out of the corner of his eye, as the brunette made his way up behind Phil, putting his hands on his shoulders and looking down at their daughter.

"I don't know. Honestly I've tried not to question how lucky I've gotten too much lately, because I think if I do it might mess it all up." Phil smiled knowingly at this, leaning his head to plant a kiss on Dan's mouth.

"I love you, Bear."

"Love you too, Philly."

Phil turned his head back to face Anna, who was looking at them in wonder. She lifted her tiny hand up at them, pointing, and making a small squeaky sound. "Lah-uv!" She exclaimed, and Phil's jaw dropped down as his heart hopped up into his throat, tears starting to well immediately in his eyes.

"What was that, Anna? What did you just say?" Dan whispered, voice thick with emotion, love, adoration, excitement.

"Lah-uv!" She said once more, a grin of accomplishment spreading across her face as she squeaked and then squirmed a little bit, and Phil pulled her into his chest, squeezing her gently.