What do I do in my free periods? Revise? Do homework? Pfft no I write gay fanfiction

Oh, just so you know, Phil isn't a YouTuber in this. And I only read this over quickly so if there are any mistakes, don't be afraid to point them out!

(Sorry for the crappy title)

"What the fuck is this?" Dan muttered, picking up and blowing the dust off of an old lamp. It was gold in colour, making it look like something that had been pulled straight out of a movie or a book. Somehow, such a mysterious (yet oddly captivating) object had ended up in Dan's attic.

He dusted more of the dirt off of it by rubbing the material. The lamp then began to violently shake as a large puff of smoke escaped. Dan dropped the object in shock, taking a large step back as a man appeared out of the grey mist. He was grinning widely but his face was a bright shade of red. He wiped some sweat off of his forehead before saying, "Thank fuck you got me out of there. It gets so cramped!" The genie stretched out his arms and Dan winced as something cracked. Dan's eyes scanned the man's body, realising he looked exactly like the average guy: he was wearing a plain blue hoodie and some unnecessarily tight skinny jeans. He had short, curly brown hair and gentle green eyes.

"Who are you and why-" Dan started, ready to ask a million exasperated questions before the genie cut him off.

"My name's PJ and I'm a genie."

"Fuck off."

"I'm serious. I'm here to grant you three wishes."

"I'm okay, thank you." Dan picked up the lamp that had fallen to the ground. In a desperate attempt to get the psycho stranger out of his house, he threw the object at him. It bounced anticlimactically to the floor, earning Dan an unimpressed look from PJ.

"Seriously? You don't want like... to kill your enemy? To become rich?"

"No. My life is pretty great right now. Please, leave."

"Well," PJ scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "This isn't usually how this goes. I'm not leaving until I grant you three wishes."

"Can I wish for you to go away?"

"What- no. What's wrong with you?"

"'What's wrong with me' is that I'm content with what I've got. Oh, and I've seen the movies, wishes never go the way you want them to. I'm not an idiot."

"You're boring. Come on, wish for something!"

"Okay, I wish for... I don't care? Some coffee?" The genie rolled his eyes but clicked his fingers and, sure enough, a mug of coffee appeared in the air. Dan reached out, clasping the cup and taking a sip. He immediately spit it out, the beverage being boiling hot. "I wish it was a drinkable temperature."

"Are you serious? I'm about to disobey strict genie rules and refuse to grant your wish," In contrary to what he said, he clicked his fingers again. Dan gladly took another sip, the now-cooler liquid travelling down his throat. "Now, come on, do something cool. Wish to have superpowers or to fall in love- actually don't do that. I can't do anything that involves love."

"I'm already in love; I don't need anything else."

PJ pulled a face. "I'm going to be sick." The man leant against a pile of boxes, his arms folded as he awaited Dan's next move.

Suddenly, the sound of a door slamming echoed around the house, making both their heads perk up. "Dan!" Phil yelled from downstairs.

"Up here!" Dan replied and, not long later, Phil was climbing up the ladder.

"Why are you here?"

"I was tidying up... You alright?"

"No," Phil huffed, taking a seat in front of his boyfriend. "Someone literally yelled in my face and called me useless."

"You're not-"

"I know! I literally got them exactly what they ordered and I got it wrong? Even though I followed their entire order."

Forgetting PJ was there, Dan glanced at him when he laughed, "Someone's upset." Phil followed Dan's gaze with a frown.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing..."

"Okay..." A few moments passed until Phil spoke up again. "Are you even listening?" Dan's eyes widened: Phil had been talking?

"Sorry. What did you say?"

"Do you even care? I've had a crappy day and now you won't listen to me."

"Of course I care, Phil. I'm exhausted and so I zoned out. I'm so sorry."

Phil let out a short sigh, rubbing his eyes with his fists. "I'm sorry too. I'm kind of cranky."

"I just wish I could make you feel better, Phil." Dan mumbled, not even realising what he said.

"Your final wish," PJ said, clicking his fingers for a third time. "Toodles." (I say toodles way too often I'm sorry) The man then exploded into a large cloud of smoke and disappeared again. Dan didn't feel any different and Phil still looked like he was on the verge of tears. Then the younger of the two leaned forward, enveloping Phil in a protective hug.

"Dan," Phil murmured, his voice muffled as he had buried his head into Dan's shoulder. "Your hugs are like magic. I feel so much better..."

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I uploaded this without asking a question I'm sorry so here it is

If you could have one wish, what would you wish for?

I'm not too sure. To find someone I love that truly makes me happy and won't leave maybe? Or to have the power to teleport so I could go travelling without much effort? I don't know XD