Phan fluff one shots

I freaking love sick fics ok.

Phil walked out of the apartment deciding to clear his mind. He had been editing the new gaming channel video and he just needed some air. He walked to a near by park just sitting on a bench enjoying the smell of nature and listening to kids laugh and dogs bark. After a while it started getting cold Phil wrapped his arms around himself as a make shift jacket because he was stupid enough to leave the house without one but he was too stubborn to go back home. He was having such a good time. After petting some cute dogs he decided to leave because now he was really cold. He walked into the apartment letting the warmth soak in as he quickly rushed to bed feeling Dan's warm arms rap around him. "Fuck Phil your freezing!" Dan whined Phil nuzzled even closer "ya I know but your warm." He mumbled. Dan rolled his eyes but wrapped Phil up into the duvet tightly till they fell asleep.

Phil woke up to an empty space next to him and distant clanking in the kitchen. He walked out to see Dan sitting in the lounge coffee in his hands. "Morning Sunshine." He said sarcastically Phil rolling his eyes knowing perfectly well he looked awful. "Shut up." His voice squeaked. Dan looked up at Phil his eyes softening. Phil looked away quickly his throat burning. "Phil does your throat hurt?" He said gently. Phil opened his mouth to answer but shut it quickly shaking his head instead. Dan moved over to Phil who stood in the kitchen trying to make himself breakfast, putting his hand on Phil's forehead causing Phil to shiver. "Phil, babe. Your burning up. Come one go to bed, I'll make you something to eat." "No!" Phil protested but winced as his throat crackled feeling like it was being torn apart. Dan grabbed Phil's hand and led him to there room. "Phil it's ok. You probably got sick from forgetting you jacket last night. Just lay here and rest ok, I'll get you breakfast and then you can take medicine." Dan explained. Phil nodded already feeling sleepy when he laid on the bed. Dan kissed his forehead softly and walked back to the kitchen. Phil felt his eyelids grow heavy as he fought off sleep but eventually sleep won and he nuzzled into the blankets. Dan decided to make Phil some soup to help his throat as well as searching the medicine cabinet for some stuff to help Phil's fever. Dan finished the soup putting in in a bowl getting ready to check on Phil when he heard an awful noise, it was somewhere between a scream and a choke. Dan rushed over to there bedroom seeing Phil with tears running down his face and tightly grabbing the covers. "Phil. It's ok your safe it was just a bad dream." Dan soothed. He went over and wrapped his arms around Phil who cried into his chest "I-I'm sorry." He croaked his voice sounding awful. "Shhhh Phil you have nothing to apologize for. Now stop talking your making your voice worse. I made you some soup. Are you hungry?" Dan asked Phil shrugged and tried to sit up a bit. Dan kissed Phil's forehead "let me grab the soup." He said quietly. Phil nodded gently. Dan came back with a bowl of soup and some medicine. "This will help with your throat and fever." He explained Phil nodded and took some scrunching his face at the taste. Dan laughed but gave him some soup to cover up the taste. Phil's eyes fluttered as he swallowed the soup. "Good huh?" Dan laughed Phil nodded "I asked your mum for the recipe." Dan blushed. Phil's eyes widened "really?" He croaked. Dan smiled "yeah I thought it might make you feel better if it was what your mum made you. And stop talking you spoon!" He said playfully. Phil nuzzled into Dan as he finished the soup. Dan moved the bowl to the nightstand and laid with Phil, moving his hands through his hair. "Thank you Dan, I love you." Phil squeaked. Dan kissed Phil's cheek "love you too, you big dork." He said softly. Phil smiled and slowly closed his eyes falling asleep on Dan's shoulder.