Dan's POV

"Dannyyyyyy!" The evil demon called from the other room...no I'm just kidding, it was just Phil but I hate that nickname. "Dan come here!" I sighed, grinning a little because I knew Phil was up to something. I walked over to our room and opened the door, looking down at my phone. "What do you want?"

I glanced up from my phone to see a shirtless Phil spread across our bed, wearing makeup and one of his mother's necklaces. "Paint me like one of your French girls, Danny" he said in a feminine voice. After processing the strange image in front of me, I burst out into laughter. "Phil what the fuck are you doing?! What's on your face?" He sat up, grinning. "Don't you like it? It's a new look I'm trying." He attempted a sexy wink but failed miserably. "Oh my god Phil, please stop, I love you but you cannot wink." He pouted. "I thought it was sexy..." I chuckled and sat on the bed next to him. "You're sexy as it is, you don't need to wink." He smirked a little before leaning in to kiss me, staining my lips with bright red lipstick. "You know as much as I love your makeup Phil, we really have to get this stuff off your face." He fake frowned, before giggling and making his way to the bathroom. I followed him, figuring he might need a little help.

He vigorously scrubbed his face with water whilst I held his fringe back. After everything was washed off, he turned to me, looking as though he were waiting for something. I raised my eyebrow, confused, and he sighed. "What is it?" I asked. "Doesn't matter." God, I hated when people did that. "Come on, you have to tell me! What stupid thing have I done now?" Phil shook his head. "You forgot again! "
"Forgot what?"
"Our anniversary."

Shit. I covered my face with my palm "Oh god, Phil I'm sorry, I'm the worst!" But Phil smiled. "It's ok, I thought you'd forget. Which is why I already bought my present using your credit card."
"You whAT?!" Phil chuckled at my reaction. "No, I'm only kidding. I don't expect you to get me anything...well actually, I would like some chocolates but you don't have to-" I laughed. "Of course I'll get you chocolates, I'm sorry I haven't got them for you yet." He smiled. "It's ok." He gave me a quick kiss.

"Now it's time for you present!" Phil exclaimed, seemingly excited. "Now you're gonna make me look like a bad boyfriend! You better not have gotten anything expensive." I said. He smirked. "It's certainly valuable. And I think you'll like it quite a lot." He started to bite his lip. "Now close your eyes." I did as I was told and sat there for a few seconds before I felt soft lips upon mine. I like where this is going... I thought. He kissed me and I kissed him back. "Am I allowed to open my eyes now?" I heard some fumbling as I pulled my lips away. "Just hang on a second..." A few seconds passed before he spoke again. "Ok, you can open."

I opened my eyes, expecting to see Phil in some kinky costume, but instead, Phil was stood in front of me holding a brown book. "This is for you" he said, handing it over. I was a little confused - what was inside? I read the title: Dan and Phil's photo album. I looked up at Phil. "Did you really?-"
"Just open it."

I opened the book to the first page, and I was instantly hit with emotion. The first selfie Phil and I took together. On the next page was a picture from our second date. I smiled, thinking back to the time. I turned the pages quickly to see almost every memory we had ever made pasted into the book. I didn't expect to get so emotional, but I felt a tear rimming in my eye. "Phil, this is lovely." He smiled proudly. "Thank you so much, I love it." He could tell I meant it. I pulled him in for a long kiss. Things became heated quickly and what started as a kiss ended up as...something else. Clothes came off, our bodies began to sweat as the tension grew thicker. There was more kissing, and hair pulling, and moaning and passion. And then...something else.

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Phil's POV
TW: mention of self harm scars

We lay in bed, naked and exhausted - but grinning widely. "That was great" I managed to say, panting. Dan nodded. "You're brilliant." He turned to face me. "I love you so much." I felt my cheeks reddening as much as they did the first time I heard those words. "I love you too." I rested my head against his chest and he stroked my hair. I could see his scars on his wrist, but they were more faded than they used to be. I rubbed my hand across them gently and I felt a warm kiss on my forehand. This was perfect.

We spent the evening looking through the photo album and eating the chocolates that Dan nipped out to get after I gave him my present. The photos showed so many emotions - love, pain, sadness, joy. It was the story of us. And I knew we'd still have rough times - sex and a photo album weren't going to fix our relationship forever - but we could get through them. It was me and Dan against the world. And nothing could take away the love in our eyes.

A/N: That's it! That's the end of the fix! *sighs with relief* I hope you enjoyed it. I'm sorry for how long this has taken, and for how badly it's been written in places. I'm hoping to start some more fics to do with musicals and TV shows, so if any of you like that kind of thing and have any suggestions then leave them in the comments. Thank you all for being supportive and patient with me, ILY ALL ❤️ Bye!