Dan and Phil imagines

Waking him up~ Tumblr~Dan

Warnings: Swearing, but come on what do you expect?

You were sat in the kitchen, sipping a mug of tea and scrolling through twitter when you noticed the time. 9.23am. Well I might as well start trying to wake him up now, it'll take him at least 10 minutes to pull himself from bed, you thought to yourself. You set your phone and mug on the counter, then turned out of the kitchen and walked towards the bedroom you shared with your boyfriend.

"Aw you look so cute when you sleep," you cooed. "Time to fuck that shit up sorry mate." Slowly, you walked over to him and knelt down beside the bed. "Dan," you said quietly, brushing his fringe from his face. "Dan," you repeated and he stirred. "Babe, get up," you said, kissing his forehead before standing up and opening the curtains. The sun was now streaming into the room, the light hitting Dan's eyes. "Dddaaaaaannnnnn"
"What?" he said groggily, shying away from the light.
"Get up," you whined as you climbed onto the bed to sit beside him and you shook his shoulder.
"Uuugggghhhhh I don't wan't to"
"You need to"
"Why though? Can I just stay here please?" he asked, finally opening his eyes.
"Absolutely not," you replied, grabbing his hand. You started pulling him in futile attempts to get him to move.
"What are you doing?"
"Trying to pull you out of bed obviously"
"Well you're not doing a very good job," Dan laughed.
"Well maybe if you helped.."
"Oh you want me to help? Oh yeah sorry, of course. Here, take two hands," he smiled, his other hand now reaching out to you.
"Great, now continue this cooperation Howell. I'm going to count to three and on three, I'll pull you up and you'll sit up so really I won't do much but it will feel like I helped and everything will be great"
"And what will I get out of this?"
"Umm.." you stalled trying to think of something. "A kiss?"
"Okay fine," he smiled.
"One.. two.. thr-" Dan interrupted you and he pulled you down on top of him which took very little effort as you were caught off guard.
"Dan!" you squealed.
"Yeah?" he asked innocently, wrapping his arms tightly around you and turning so you were now both on your sides.
"Well you're definitely not getting your kiss now," you pouted, as he ran his fingers through your hair.
"Huh?"
"I said, you're definitely not getting yo-"
You were cut off by Dan placing a kiss to your lips. "You were saying?"
"You're a cheeky git you know that right?"
"Shut up you love me. Why are you trying to force me to get up anyway? Look at how comfy this is, we can just lay here and have cuddles until we get hungry," Dan smiled lazily and rested his head in the crook of your neck.
"No we can't"
"Why not? Give me one good reason why we can't do this," he said before kissing along your collarbone.
"Dan, as much as I love this and I love you, you need to stop. And it's not because I don't want to cuddle all day because I do, but you have to get ready for that thing you're doing with Phil for Radio One"
"Fuck is that today?" he asked, suddenly sitting up, pulling you with him.
"Yep, and getting you up has taken a lot longer than ten minutes like I thought it would so it's probably getting close to 10 and you need to leave at 11," you sighed, brushing his fringe out of his face again.
"Shit shit shit shit shit" he said, as he moved so he now sat on the side of the bed and pulled on socks.
"Shower?" you asked, rummaging through the draws to find the pair of jeans Dan was most likely going to want.
"Nah, I had one last night, jeans?"
"Got them," you smiled as you threw them at him.
"Nice, thank you"
"Right, you find a shirt and I'll make coffee"
"What would I do with out you?"
"Crash and burn," you giggled, exiting the room.

You came back around five minutes later with two mugs in your hands. Forgetting that you would have these mugs, you had stupidly closed the door when you left. "Um Dan?" you called.
"Yeah?... Oh shit the door hang on"
Not a second later, you were faced with a shirtless Dan. "Not that I don't like the view, but why don't you have a shirt on yet?" you asked, handing him a mug.
"Because I don't know what shirt to wear"
"What are the options?" you questioned as you moved towards the bed before sitting on the edge.
"I've narrowed it down to the white, or the red and black," he said, pointing to two of the four shirts lay out beside you.
"What are you doing today?"
"I'm not even one hundred percent sure," he pouted.
"Then go for the red and black"
"Why red and black"
"Because it can be dressy or casual so it doesn't matter what you're doing, plus I love that shirt"
"Okay, here can you hold this a minute?"
"Sure," you smiled, taking the coffee as Dan pulled on the shirt. Once the shirt was on, you handed the mug back to Dan and took his phone from the bed, with the intentions of checking the time but the picture Dan had as his lockscreen caught you by surprise. It was a picture of the two of you. Neither of you were looking at the camera, instead your eyes were locked on each other and you were both laughing, completely unaware the picture was being taken.
"Babe?" Dan called, pulling you out of your trance.
"Yeah?"
"I asked if you had the time?"
"Sorry yeah, its half 10ish," you said, returning his phone.
"What were you so smiley about?"
"The picture," you replied but saw that Dan looked confused. "The picture, you're lockscreen"
"Oh yeah," he said, looking down at the photo himself. "What about it though?"
"It's just really cute and I've never seen it before"
"Oh, I think Phil took it a few weeks ago," Dan said, smiling at the picture before locking the screen and putting his phone in the pocket of his jeans.
"Well anyway, while we're here gawking over a picture, time's passing us by and you need to do you hair and have breakfast an-"
Dan cut you off with a kiss for the second or third time this morning. "Shush, I'll get everything done don't worry"
"But I do worry"
"Why?" he asked.
"Because you're always late for everything, and this is the BBC, you can't be late for them"
"What did I say?"
"Dan"
"What did I say?"
"You'll get everything done," you mumbled.
"Sorry what was that?"
"You'll get everything done," you repeated, louder this time.
"Damn right I will," he said and pecked your lips. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you more," you teased.
"Doubt it," Dan retorted before kissing you again, longer this time.