Title: Smiles and Frowns
Author: summercarntspel
Genre: fluff
Rating: non necessary
Pairing: Phan (do I write anything else?)
Warnings: uhm I dunno none
Disclaimer: I do not own AmazingPhil or danisnotonfire and this is fictional.
A/N: Well, I wanted to do something awesome for my 300th post... this might be a disappointment. It's a bit anticlimactic, but you know. I suck. So yeah. Happy 300th to me. Whee.


Phil's POV:


If you think about it, which I'm sure most people don't, smiles and frowns are funny things. I mean consider it: The corners of a mouth turning up or down can change a situation entirely.

Not to mention the fact that smiles and frowns themselves can represent a number of emotions.

For example, one might smile because he's happy, amused, or even nervous. One might frown because he's sad, angry, or simply because he's concentrating on something. Confusing, huh?

It gets even more difficult when you really think about it, which is probably why a lot of people choose not to even bother.

The thing is, the feelings that come over you when you see someone smiling or frowning can easily change depending on who that person is and how much they really mean to you.

I think that might be why Dan's expressions effect me as much as they do....

“Dan, what's wrong?” I asked, tilting my head to the side a bit, “You okay?”

We were watching Adventure Time, my arms draped around his lanky body, his head resting on my chest. I'd moved my head slightly with the intentions of kissing him when I noticed a tiny little frown on his face, his nose scrunched up to match.  

He didn't look particularly angry or sad, but the look still worried me..... probably more than it should have, but still.

“Hm?” he mumbled, directing his gaze to meet mine, “Oh.... Nothing, really. Just zoned out for a bit, I guess. Thinking.”

I sighed, chewing on my lower lip nervously. Dan didn't do that sort of thing very often, but when he did, it almost always meant something was bothering him. And when he was bothered, I was automatically bothered as well.

He offered me a sad, slightly forced smile, the expression not quite reaching his eyes, and contorted his body to look at me full on. I felt his finger gently tap my nose, my heart fluttering when he did so.

“Oh, don't worry so much, Phil. I was just getting a bit spacy 'cause I'm tired. Long day, you know? Nothing's wrong.”

I let out a slow breath, not quite sure whether I believe him or not. I wouldn't pry, though. Prying always made everything worse.

“Okay,” I mumbled, finally dropping a kiss to his lips and giving him a loving little squeeze. He smiled up at me, this time for real, and shook his head. He stole one more kiss, then snuggled back into my chest, his head tucked right below my chin.

We were silent for a few moments, our focus mostly on the TV. I felt him kiss the sensitive spot above my collar bone and blushed, glancing down at him with a confused look on my face.

Of course, he just smiled again, his eyes flicking up to meet mine briefly before he nestled himself into my chest yet again, a quiet sigh escaping his parted lips.

“To be honest, I was a little bothered by something, but it doesn't matter anymore,” he mumbled, his voice muffled by the fabric of my shirt, “Your magical kisses cured it.”

I chuckled, kissing the top of his head before we fell back into a comfortable silence, Dan nearly drifting off in my arms several times. He eventually did fall asleep, his body limp and heavy on top of mine, but it was definitely a welcomed feeling.

As silly and unnerving as it was to try and decode the specific meaning behind a certain smile or frown was, it made me realized something king of important about the whole thing.

Life would be horrifically boring without them.