#comforting!dan

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In Your Dreams

“Like that nightmare where you’re, like, holding a puppy and you keep dropping it” [x]

Phil has never been happier than he is right now. He was sure it had to be impossible for the smile to leave his face. He could practically feel his heart swelling with the love he was feeling at this moment.

He and Dan had just arrived home, Phil holding a Corgi puppy in his arms. The puppy yipped and looked up at the both of them.

And then it happened. 

It seemed to happen in slow motion, yet fast enough for Phil to be helpless to the situation.

The puppy began slipping from his hands, falling to the floor, and Phil was powerless to stop it.

“Phil!” Dan exclaimed. “How could you, Phil?!” he shouted. “Phil! Phil!”

Phil shot up in bed, his heart racing, almost unable to catch his breath while tears stung the back of his eyes.

“Phil?” he heard and turned his wide eyes to Dan, who was sat beside him, a hand on his arm and his sleepy eyes apparent. 

That’s when Phil realized he was in bed, in their dark bedroom, and it had all been a dream.

“Are you okay?” Dan then asked, clearly concerned.

Phil shook his head, trying to erase the remnants of the dream from his mind. “Just a bad dream.”

“It seemed more like a nightmare.” Dan said. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Phil wasn’t sure if he could utter the words, but he also knew if he could confide in anyone, it was Dan.

“Well, you were there.” Phil began. “And our puppy.”

“Our puppy?” Dan asked, a smile tugging at his lips. “I don’t see how this was a nightmare.”

Phil looked wide-eyed at Dan. “It gets worse.” he said. “We brought our puppy, a Corgi-”

“Of course.” Dan interrupted, fondly rolling his eyes.

“We brought him home and we were so happy, but then...” Phil trailed off.

“Then what?” Dan asked.

“I dropped him.” Phil said sadly.

Dan’s face softened. They joked a lot about Phil being clumsy, but he knew Phil truly did worry about his capability of being a pet owner, or a parent one day.

Dan didn’t say anything and simply wrapped his arms around Phil, letting Phil melt into the embrace. He pressed a kiss to Phil’s forehead before pulling back and looking him in the eyes.

“It was just a dream.” Dan assured him. “I promise nothing like that will happen when we get our real Corgi.”

Phil smiled a little before lying back down and Dan wrapped an arm around him.

“I can’t wait until we get Thor.” Phil said as he closed his eyes.

Dan cringed at the name. “Only in your dreams.” he said before going back to sleep.

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Soft and Safe and Happy

I did a thing that’s kind of a joke based off this post from @chocolate-covered-trash and also @shooklynn ^.^

Dan was sitting on the sofa, browsing through Tumblr when he noticed Phil quietly enter the “snug.” Phil had been pretty quiet all day, actually. A bit slouched; a bit tired-looking. He could tell Phil was sad, even if Phil refused to admit it. But what could he say to make his boyfriend feel better when Phil didn’t even tell him what was wrong?

Dan reached up and tugged on Phil’s arm, putting his laptop on the table before gently pulling Phil down to his lap. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend while Phil nestled his head into the crook of Dan’s neck. 

“This would be a lot more comfortable if you weren’t 6 feet tall.” Dan muttered with a kiss to Phil’s head and Phil fought back his smile.

Dan began to hum Interrupted By Fireworks as he ran his fingers along Phil’s waist.

Phil felt soft and safe and happy in Dan’s arms and right now, this was all he could think about... until Dan interrupted.

“Want to go to the Bahamas?”

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Better With You

Phil gets a headache and Dan tries to make him feel better.

Although they often slept in the same bed and had fairly similar sleep schedules, once in a while one would stay up later than the other, scrolling through Tumblr or editing a video. Which meant the following day, that person would sleep in later while the other got out of bed and had to be alone for a couple of hours while they waited for the sleeping one to get up.

Today was that day for Phil, Dan assumed, since his boyfriend had yet to get out of bed at 1:00 in the afternoon. He didn’t remember Phil staying up later than him, though he knew his boyfriend was prone to sleepless nights once in a while.

Left by himself that morning, Dan had to eat breakfast by himself, resist the urge to watch another episode of the current anime the two found themselves addicted to, and ponder the meaning of existence with no one there to snap him out of his existential thoughts. 

That was, until Phil finally emerged. Dan was sat in his favorite black chair at their dining table, his laptop in front of him and the TV on a volume perfect for background noise. He looked up when he noticed Phil appear; still in his pyjamas, his fringe messy and his glasses tossed loosely on his face. 

Before Dan could say anything, he watched as Phil retreated to the couch. Phil curled up on his side of the couch and closed his eyes, pressing his face into the arm of the couch a bit.

“Phil?” Dan finally spoke as he got up from the dining table. “You okay?”

Phil responded with a muffled groan. 

“Are you sick?” Dan assumed as he sat down beside Phil.

“Headache.” Phil managed to say, not moving from his current position on the couch. 

Now it all made sense. Phil got headaches often enough, but once in a while his boyfriend would get a headache that would defeat him and Dan was certain he hated it more than Phil did. 

Dan’s face softened. “So that’s why you didn’t get out of bed today.” he said before gently running his fingers through Phil’s hair and softly massaging his boyfriend’s scalp. That always made Phil feel better. 

Dan could feel Phil relax beneath him. “Any better?” he hoped.

“No, it’s a bad one.” Phil mumbled, wincing a bit at the jolting pangs shooting through his head. 

Dan frowned. “Did you take anything?”

“No, I just got up.” Phil told him. 

“Phil,” Dan whined. “You need to take something or you’ll never feel better.”

“I know, I’m sorry, can you not bitch at me right now?” Phil asked, a slightly annoyed tone in his voice. 

Dan’s frown grew. “I’m sorry, I just hate seeing you like this. I’m going to get you some aspirin.” he said before getting up. 

“No, don’t, it’s fine.” Phil then said. “Could you just turn the TV off and shut the blinds? It’s too much right now.”

Dan did as he was told and looked back at his boyfriend. “Can I get you aspirin now?”

Phil finally opened his eyes slightly to look at Dan, who was standing on the other side of the room. “I don’t need aspirin, I need you.” he said as he reached for Dan.

“No, you need drugs.” Dan muttered. 

“Please?” Phil simply said, still reaching for Dan.

Dan sighed before giving in and sitting back down on the couch. “Come here.” he said as he opened his arms, welcoming his boyfriend into his lap.

Phil rested his head in Dan’s lap and immediately closed his eyes. Dan ran his fingers through Phil’s hair again, adding a little massage every so often. 

“How do you feel?” Dan asked minutes later. 

“Better, with you.” Phil said.

Dan smiled a little. He knew Phil wasn’t really better, but he was glad he could make him think he was. “I thought I usually gave you headaches.” he said, slightly joking.

“You give me a different kind of headache, Howell.” Phil said, a small smirk on his face while Dan giggled.

 “How’s your headache really?” Dan asked.

“It’s not as bad as it was earlier.” Phil told him. “Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, you spork.” Dan said. 

“Still.” Phil said before turning his head to look up at his boyfriend. “Rawr.” he said, scrunching his face in the way Dan found absolutely adorable.

“God, way to bring me back to 2009.” Dan said. “I’m glad you’re feeling better.”

“I told you, I’m better with you.” Phil said and Dan smiled shyly.

“Back atcha.” Dan said before placing a kiss to his boyfriend’s forehead.