Phil’s Black Jumper
Dan's eyes were already rolling fondly at whatever silly thing Phil had decided to tweet now. He opened Twitter and his jaw dropped when he saw it.
aka The Black Jumper 2.0
Based on Phil’s tweet and selfie.
Dan sat in the lounge; a fluffy blanket wrapped around his shoulders, his laptop propped on his lap and his slippered feet kicked up on the coffee table beside a half-empty glass of water. He was in the editing zone, working hard to perfect his first video of the new year.
As he cringed at another meme someone had submitted for the video, his phone buzzed from beside him. He looked at the phone to see a notification from Twitter.
AmazingPhil just tweeted
Dan's eyes were already rolling fondly at whatever silly thing Phil had decided to tweet now. He opened Twitter and his jaw dropped when he saw it.
"This jumper is so comfy I want to legally marry it" the tweet read, along with a selfie of Phil by what looked to be their bedroom door, his head tilted back and a slight smirk on his face as he showed off the cozy, black jumper he was wearing.
Dan was expressionless as he put his phone and laptop down on the coffee table and unwrapped himself from his blanket.
He sat for just a moment before he jumped up from the couch and darted down the hall to find his cozy and clearly-confident boyfriend.
Dan found him still stood in front of their bedroom, looking down at his phone. Dan gave no warning when he pounced, wrapping his arms around Phil and sending the two of them tumbling down to the floor.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Phil asked from beneath Dan, wriggling in his embrace.
"Legally marry it?" Dan simply asked, annoyance obvious in his voice. "And the head tilt? And the fucking smirk??"
Phil smiled devilishly. "Is someone jealous?"
"No, Phil, I tackled you to the floor out of love." Dan spoke with the utmost sarcasm, though he couldn’t help it when his fingers began to roam the soft material of Phil’s jumper.
"Dan, if I had to choose between marrying this jumper and marrying you, you know what I'd choose." Phil told him and a sheepish smile formed on Dan’s face. "Which is why I'm leaving you to elope with my jumper."
Dan groaned and hopped off his boyfriend with a roll of his eyes before heading back to his editing.
"Wait, we need a witness!" Phil called as Dan walked away. "Want to be my best man? Don't you ship Phumper??"