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Description: Dan catches Phil looking at engagement rings, but months pass and he doesn’t pop the question. Dan starts to get a little frustrated.

Genre: Fluff

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Dan and Phil sat in the lounge together, both scrolling aimlessly through Tumblr and other websites, occasionally giggling at some meme they found, or scoffing when someone tagged them in an erotic piece of fan art, occasionally sending the other some funny image they had come across. When Dan’s laptop screen shut off, he realized they had been sitting for twelve hours and it had died. He closed the lid and placed it on the table before scooting close to his boyfriend, leaned his head on his shoulder, and peeked at the screen in front of them. He was looking at rings on some jewelry website.

“Phil, as pretty as those are, why are you looking at rings?” He noticed it was in a collection of engagement rings

After a moment, Phil responded, “Dan, it’s no shock I want to get married eventually.” He clicked on another ring and read the description.

“I know that. But who said you’re going to be the one to pop the question?” He quirked a brow.

“I just want to be the one.” Phil replied quietly before clicking the URL and typing in the pizza place’s ordering page. “What kind of pizza do you want for dinner?”

The topic never came up again, much to Dan’s dismay. That conversation had been months prior, and he just wanted Phil to ask already. They had officially been together for ten years, he just wanted to be able to call Phil his forever.

Forever. He thought. Forever sounds perfect. They had already gone on their anniversary date and there wasn’t any important events happening. He didn’t know how or when Phil was going to propose, all he knew was he kept finding himself on the internet looking at venues, decorations, invitations and the like.

“Dan. I’m going up North for a few days next week.” The two were lounging in bed doing nothing in particular. They were in their pajamas cuddling, Muse quietly playing from the speakers on Dan’s phone.

“Did you want me to come?” Dan asked quietly because usually its “Dan, fancy a trip up North?” or “We’re going to my parents by the way.”

“When I leave, you’ll be headed to Louise. But, if you want you can come up for the rest of the week once you see her for the two days you were going to go. You said you needed a.. What did you call it?”

Dan sighed, “A catch up day…”

“Exactly. You’re spending the night with her anyways. Just go to her for a few days, then come on up and spend the rest of the time with me. Then we can head home together.” Dan just nodded and curled farther into him

As expected, Dan cried a little when Phil left. He waved at Phil from the platform as the tube took off. He turned to his own platform and waited for his tube to arrive to take him to Louise.

Four hours later, they sat on Lou’s couch sipping some red wine while Darcy watched cartoons. “I just don’t get it Lou. He mentioned marriage months ago. I’ve tried dropping hints he just hasn’t done it! He said he wanted to be the one to propose, and I want him to.” He takes a long sip of his drink.

“Maybe he’s scared? It’s nerve wracking, asking to spend your whole life with someone.”

“We’ve been together for ten years Lou. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I know that, and he does too. Still, this is a question with meaning. It’s not something you ask over cereal.” Dan just sighs in response. “Look, you need to get your mind off it. Tomorrow, you me and Darcy can go back to town, catch a film, get some lunch, do something. Then the next day you can head up North to your knight in tight ass skinny jeans.” He just laughed and finished his glass.

True to her word, two days later Dan sat on the tube headed to Rawtenstall. His knee bouncing and music blasted through his headphones. Earlier that day, Phil had sent him a playlist of all their favorite songs from when they first met. He couldn’t help but feel nostalgic of the first time he traveled to see him. The intercom announced they were nearing his stop, and Dan pulled his headphones out and put them away, ready to get off and see his boyfriend. He smiles softly at his actions, he truly feels like it’s 2009 again and he’s barely meeting Phil for the first time.

When he finally gets off, luggage in hand, and walks through the gate, he sees Phil looking around. When they finally lock eyes, they run towards each other and held each other tightly. They knew it was cliche and that they probably looked like awkward gazelles but neither one of them cared. They just were glad to be together again. They pull back and Dan realizes Phil has his hair pulled back down into a fringe and the black jacket he wore the first time they met was on.

“Fancy some Starbucks?” Phil gestured to the Starbucks they had went to the first time they had met.

“Always.” And with that, Phil grabbed him by the hand, not caring if people saw, and took him to Starbucks. Continuing with the theme, he told Dan to sit on the couch in the corner, the same corner they sat in the first time. He came back with two caramel macchiatos. They spent the rest of the day going to their favorite places. For the first time, they held hands in public and didn’t care about consequences. They were just happy to be together.

As the night died down, they decided to go to Phil’s parents house.

“You know what I just realized?” Dan asked as they walked hand in hand to the house. “At some point, this became your parents house, not your home. Your old bedroom became exactly that, your old room. Now, your bedroom is in London. Your home is in London.”

“It isn’t in London.” Phil said quietly. Dan’s heart dropped a bit but kept his hand in Phil’s. He stopped talking after that. Once they got to the house, Phil unlocked the door and led them inside. “My parents are out, won’t be home until tomorrow. I’ll drop this in the room. You know where the kitchen is if you want anything.” Phil walked upstairs to put Dan’s bag away.

Dan just walked to the lounge and sat. Phil was acting oddly, more distant. He was stupid to come, Phil obviously needed time away from Dan. That’s what the trip was for. He felt bad for Dan. The thoughts quickly left his mind when Phil walked in. He had his hair back in a quiff, and he wore a red button up with white flowers. Phil just smiled at Dan and asked if he wanted some dinner. Dan just nodded. In the kitchen, there was some Chinese takeout on the counter and a bottle of wine. Phil made two plates of the food, grabbed two glasses, the wine, and set them on the table. There was a fancy table cloth and some candles set. He lit the candles and pulled a seat out for Dan. Once he sat, Phil pushed in the chair and sat across from him. He poured the wine and finally spoke. They mostly made small talk. They talked about Louise, Darcy, the trip, the playlist, and finally when they finished eating, they talked about them.

“Today was about more than just you coming here.” Phil finally mentioned.

“I was a bit thrown by your decision to wear the fringe again. Must say, haven’t missed it.” Dan added sarcastically.

“I wanted to make it special. I wanted a trip down memory lane.” Phil smiled and poured more wine into both glasses. “Earlier, you mentioned London is home. I suppose yeah, in a way it is.”

Dan just looked at his plate.

“You said London wasn’t home. I’m sorry, that wasn’t what I meant. I know this is home and-”

Phil cut him off. “Dan, home is wherever you are.” Dan’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink and he smiled.

“You almost gave me a heart attack you spork.” Phil apologized and proceeded to start cleaning. It wasn’t uncommon for Phil to do this sort of thing, make dinner elaborate and fancy, be super sweet and sentimental. Dan would never admit it, but he loved it every time. Who wouldn’t?

Once the table was clear of plates and cutlery and the candles were blown out, Phil led Dan up to his room. Dan walked in first and the sight was stunning. Fairy lights were strung across the room from wall to wall hanging above their heads. Attached, pictures of them from the years they had been together. Some that they had shared to the public, most not. When he turned to face his boyfriend, the tears in his eyes threatening to spill, Phil was on one knee.

“Dan, I told you earlier that wherever you are, as long as I’m with you, I’m home. I meant it. I took you on the trip today to show you how far we have come. We’re no longer young, dumb, and careless. I can confidently say that the past ten years have been the best of my entire life and I want to be with you for the rest of it. I want to be there on your bad days when you can’t seem to get out of bed, and the good where you smile so big that your cheeks are sore after. I want to raise kids together, get a dog and a cat, an actual house we can call ours.I want to fight and argue, I want to make up, I want the good with the bad. You may not be perfect, neither am I, but I know that you’re perfect for me. So Dan, will you spend the rest of your life with me?”

He flips open the ring box. It’s the same ring from those months ago on the laptop screen. Dan doesn’t say anything, he just drops to his knees and pulls Phil into a hug. At this point, Dan sees the camera in the corner. He pulls back slightly just to attach their lips. After a minute or so, Phil pulls away, tears streaming down his face.

“Does that mean it’s a yes?”

Dan, with tears running down, nods frantically. Phil grabs his hand and slides the ring on. Dan kisses him again.

Two weeks later, there is a video posted on all three channels. It tells a tale of a young boy going to meet his idol for the first time and eventually getting engaged. Dan wouldn’t have it any other way.

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