Super Hero

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Summary: Phil is the famous super hero 'Frostbite' and fights against his evil enemy, the 'Shadow'.

"I'M HOME!" Dan shrieked as he closed the front door. 

Phil grinned, dropping the wooden spoon in his hand and racing to the hallway where he met his boyfriend at the top of the stairs. Immediately he wrapped his arms round his neck and trapped him in a firm and passionate kiss.

Dan made a noise of surprise but smiled into the kiss anyway - making sure to hug Phil tightly round the waist. This was one thing Dan definitely did not mind at all. He walked them forward until Phil was pressed against the hallway wall. Phil made an 'unf' noise as his back hit the plaster. The kiss picked up heat - tongues and teeth getting messily involved.

"Mhmhmhmm." Phil mumbled against Dan's hungry lips.

Dan pulled away - panting a little. "What was that?" He chuckled.

Looking slightly dazed Phil giggled, "I said that I'm cooking. I need to make sure the house doesn't burn down." Phil grinned, stroking Dan's cheek fondly. His boyfriend was so beautiful with his chocolate eyes, dimpled smile and soft messy hair. Phil felt extra pleased when he saw that Dan's hair was even curling a little - probably due to the slight drizzle outside. 

"That would definitely be a problem." Dan grinned and went to remove his arms from Phil's waist, only to be pulled into a suffocating hug.

"Missed you!" Phil mumbled - not being able to resist hugging his perfect boyfriend.

"I missed you too." Dan replied sincerely but his smile seemed to droop behind Phil's back and his grip tightened on his boyfriend.

"Ok, I should actually check on the cooking now." Phil chuckled and pulled back. Dan plastered a smile back on his face and followed his boyfriend into their kitchen. "Are you good with chicken and vegetable stir fry?" Phil asked, proceeding to pick up the wooden spoon and stir the contents of the pan. 

"Who isn't?" Dan grinned and slid his arms round Phil's waist, chin resting on Phil's shoulder. 

"You're adorable." Phil chuckled and turned the hob off. He quickly turned his head, pecking Dan's cheek quickly before picking the pan up and pouring two equal bowls. 

"What's the film tonight?" Dan grinned, grabbing two glasses and filling them with water.

"Hunger games, number 2." Phil replied and started walking to the living room with the two bowls and Dan in tow. 

"Sounds good." 

Both of them set the meal down on the coffee table before taking their spots on the sofa. They watched the film for twenty minutes until their bowls were empty. Dan had moved to snuggle into Phil's side whilst Phil's fingers carded through his brown hair. Dan sighed in contentment, not focusing on the film but the feeling of his boyfriend's touch.

He looked up at Phil, admiring his face. His bluest of blue eyes were focused on the screen with concentrated interest which Dan couldn't help grin at. From Dan's position his eyes could trace the curve of Phil's strong jaw, the slightest bit of stubble and his prominent adam's apple. He then focused on how the roots of Phil's hair needed re-dyeing and how it was getting to that adorable stage of slightly mane-like. Everything about him was perfection to Dan and he felt his heart rate speed up - someone like him didn't deserve Phil. He swallowed and suddenly he couldn't look at Phil's face anymore. 

He stayed silent and unmoving throughout the rest of the film, however, his mind was trailing to dark places. Once the credits began to roll Phil noticed that Dan's face wasn't one of normal relaxation but one of quiet panic. Phil knew about his boyfriend's tendency to let his mind wander to unnerving situations. Instead of saying anything, Phil grinned and gently pushed Dan from his shoulder into a lying position on the sofa.

Dan snapped out of his state of mind to be face-to-face with the centre of his universe. Phil smiled at him with such a loving expression that Dan couldn't help feel his own love reach the surface and outweigh the bad. How could he feel bad when he had the literal embodiment of the sunshine looking at him like that? 

He forgot his troubles for a moment to reach up and connect their lips in the gentlest of kisses - nothing like their earlier kiss. Their lips moulded together like two pieces of the puzzle, Dan's mind thinking of all the cliches like fireworks and butterflies. He put as much of his love into that one kiss as he possibly could - trying his hardest to express just how much Phil meant to him. He pondered how he could ever show how much love he had to give for this one person - how the only love he felt was for Phil. But Phil didn't need to know that part. 

Phil felt his own butterflies and sparks and fireworks - he had a connection to the boy never had with anyone else in his life before. Every fibre in his body wanted Dan and he couldn't see a future without him. It was a love so unbelievable that it was considered unachievable by society - but if that was the case, why did Phil feel like he had 'fallen in love' or, to say it like disney, felt 'true love'? It was all sorts of cliche and cheesy but neither actually cared for the labels of what they felt for each other. 

Their lips finally parted. "You're gorgeous." Phil breathed before kissing Dan again. Dan smiled against his boyfriend. "You're kind." Phil continued, lips slightly off centre to Dan's. "You're brave." he kissed Dan's left dimple and Dan sighed - his mind going peacefully blank and listening to his boyfriend's compliments. "You're beautiful and perfect and generous and loving and you're all mine." Phil grinned against Dan's skin, his lips making a path for Dan's neck.

Dan felt the threat of tears but made an effort to not let it show - he loved Phil so much. "I love you." He whispered and then they were kissing again. Now that the comforting and the soppiness was out the way it opened the dam to raw passion. Dan's grip tightened on Phil whilst Phil gripped Dan - pressing into each other as if trying to merge into one. It was hot and wild and they both craved the other like their life depended on it. 

Soon they were on their feet, against walls, stumbling and falling onto sheets. There was a tension in the air - a type of desperation for one another. Dan's hands dragged down his boyfriend's back, leaving lines of electricity and a wake of goosebumps. Phil shivered and ground down into Dan - his hunger showing. It wasn't long until Dan was in the same state and clothes were being ripped off and thrown left right and centre.

~

"I need to go Phil." Dan whined because Phil wouldn't stop kissing his face. 

"I know." Phil smirked.

"You're going to make me late." Dan pouted, but sounded slightly distracted which only made Phil's smirk deepen.

"I know."

"You're an asshole." Dan sighed.

"I'm your asshole." Phil chuckled and Dan blushed a little at the obvious double meaning in Phil's voice.

"Oh my god, shut up!" Dan exclaimed, finally pulling away from his boyfriend who wouldn't stop smirking. Dan tried to bite back his grin. "I'll see you tonight." he said more lovingly and Phil's expression softened. 

"Of course." They kissed for the last time that morning.

"Bye!" Dan called as he ran down the stairs - he needed to go before he caved in to wanting more Phil kisses.

Phil sighed as he watched his boyfriend leave, he fought himself to not go after him and protect him from the evils of the world. He let out a sigh before heading back into the lounge. He sat around for a little while, drinking a morning coffee before turning the television on to check the news. He nearly dropped his coffee cup when he saw the screen.

"The Shadow was spotted only moments ago taking the bank hostage!" The reporter exclaimed as the live feed filmed the front of the bank from a distance. 

"Shit." Phil murmured and sprinted to his room. He walked over to his wardrobe and slipped out a black and white suit from behind it, complete with mask. He quickly changed into it, pulling the mask over his face and running to the only window in the apartment that opened in the back alley. Phil extended his palm and a bridge of ice materialised before him. With no hesitation, Phil scatted across it using the special soles of his costume. He then proceeded to run across the building rooftops. 

It took him ten minutes to navigate through the city until he arrived at the bank where a commotion was still afoot. He smashed the nearest window and jumped in. He looked up and listened out for any signs of danger and heard a small commotion a few floors below. He followed his ears and slid down the stairs using his ice magic. Phil could manipulate water in any way meaning he could change the temperature and create it from the particles in the air. He favoured using ice above all as it was efficient and a helpful makeshift weapon when it counted. 

Now, Phil was what most would call a 'superhero'. He thought that as long as he had these powers he might as well use them to help others. He had encountered Shadow a few times before - he had shown up out of no-where and started trouble. He was tricky as well. Like Phil, he had a superhuman ability. It was fairly complex but Phil believed he was able to manipulate electricity and currents which then also gave him the ability to improve his reflexes using electricity to work his body beyond its limits. In other words he was fast and was on the bare limits of teleportation as well as being able to manipulate electricity. 

Phil reached the floor with the hostages but Shadow was no where to be seen. Phil hurried over to the tied up bank employees and customers, quickly freeing them. He ushered them outside but during his distraction, suddenly found himself on the floor. His head hurt a little and he frowned up at the shadowy figure above him. He grit his teeth when he saw the man all in black apart from the slit where his eyes were. 

Phil moved as fast as he could, freezing Shadow's foot to the ground and going to kick him. Shadow used his exceptional reflexes and dodged the kick - falling back into a bridge position. He then extended his hand and lightening hit and smashed the ice around his foot which allowed him his freedom once again. Phil didn't waste time and sent thousands of ice shards in his direction. Shadow dodged them with skilled ease but with so little space between each icicle, one managed to scrape his shoulder which angered Shadow a lot according to the glare seen through his eye hole. 

Phil didn't stop there, he sent a miniature tsunami of boiling hot water in Shadow's direction which singed the carpet and all burnable items in its path. Shadow jumped up on a shelf - if he got wet then he couldn't use electricity. That's what Phil was counting on. Phil endlessly sent water in Shadow's direction until there was no escape and the boiling water burned Shadow's ankles. He let out a shout of pain but was quick to react. He jumped up, running across the wall using his teleportation-like speed to appear before Phil and deliver multiple barely avoidable punches.

All Phil could do was shield himself as he couldn't react in the way Shadow could and he knew he'd have to turn the tables. Phil had a very dangerous side to his power that he was often reluctant to use. He faced his palm towards Shadow and clenched it. Shadow stiffened and Phil kicked him in the stomach. As Phil was able to manipulate water he could manipulate the water in a person's body - the temperature, the flow - everything. However Phil was strongly against killing so only used it in dire situations to disable the opponent. 

Shadow let another shout of agony but his eye stayed locked onto Phil and using a lot of strength, sent a strong bolt of lightening towards Phil's left leg. Phil yelped as his leg collapsed beneath him. He grit his teeth and looked up, prepared to continue the fight but was surprised to find Shadow gone. He frantically looked round the room but there was no trace of him. He had slipped away just like the shadow he was. 

Phil let out a breath and lifted the suit up to see the wound on his leg. There was a gash where the heat of the bolt had singed his skin. He breathed in before placing his hand over the wound. As he could manipulate the water in his body and the cells he was able to heal himself to an extent - the blood clotted immediately and stopped leaking. He then put an ice seal over it to cool the burning of the skin and stop it form getting infected. It should've been nothing but a scab by the time he got home. 

He stepped outside the bank and policemen and cameras immediately swarmed him. "Frostbite can you comment on the situation?" "Was it really Shadow?" "You're a hero!" "Can you tell us his identity?" "Did you defeat him?" "Can I have an autograph?" "Sir, please explain the events."

One question after the other, Phil never answered them - he just protected the people while he could. He wasn't in it for fame. However, he hated the name 'Frostbite'. What idiot came up with that? Using ice was only part of his power. Immediately he climbed up the wall of the building the ran off back home. 

Phil soon reached the back alley behind his apartment and quickly took his costume off so no one saw him in it. When he was sure there was no prying eyes, he climbed back up to his apartment window and slipped in. He let out an exhausted breath and walked over to his mirror - stripping to his boxers. He inspected every injury he had got - there were quite a few bruises - as well as a scrape or two on his face; one small one above his eyebrow and one larger one on his cheek. 

He quickly sealed them with ice - hoping they'd be nothing but a scar by the time Dan got home. He didn't want Dan to notice otherwise he'd question what he did to get the injuries. As for the bruises, they'd disappear quickly but the place where he was struck might need a bit of explaining if Dan notices. 

A few hours went by and eventually Phil heard the click of the front door. Phil grinned and got up to meet Dan as he heard his boyfriend call out. As Dan reached the top step, Phil grabbed his collar and kissed him roughly. After every fight he felt like that - the appreciation of living another day to see his gorgeous boyfriend. Dan didn't protest to the kiss at all and eventually both stumbled into Dan's bedroom.

"Sorry, I just couldn't keep my hands off you." Phil breathed between kisses and whined when Dan kissed his neck. 

"Believe me, I've needed this too!" Dan reassures and retakes his boyfriend's lips. Even though things started off heated the previous night, they slowed down to make love - this time it was raw passion. Phil was so happy that he could still come home to his Dan and he was showing how much he wanted his boyfriend and appreciated his body. 

Their shirts were discarded and Phil flipped them so Dan was on the bottom. He ran his fingers down Dan's burning skin which he cooled with his cold fingertips. As a reaction Dan shivered and arched into the touch as well as dragging his fingernails down Phil's back. Phil grunted because his hurt but it was a good pain because Dan left sparks in his trail like the previous night and made the atmosphere hum with emotion.

Dan and Phil were cuddled together an hour later. Dan was tucked into the crook of Phil's neck with his arm round his chest. He felt so content and safe in his hold with a blank mind. Phil trailed his fingers down the back of Dan's neck and giggled when Dan slapped his chest. "Sorry." Phil mumbled and looked at Dan with such an adoring expression. 

Dan returned the glazed expression and kissed him again. "Love you." Dan whispered and they both shared a loving smile. 

Suddenly Dan's mind trailed to his problems and he looked away from Phil, snuggling back into place with a frown that Phil didn't quite catch in time. 

"Phil ..." Dan started, swallowing a little.

"Yes love?" Phil sighed and rested his head against Dan's.

"What do you say we leave tomorrow - just have a little holiday weekend?" Dan suggested, biting his lip guiltily.

Phil frowned a little, "Why so spontaneous?" 

"I just think ... well, we haven't had a romantic weekend in a while and I was thinking we could spend a couple nights in Italy - just to get away ..." Dan continued, holding his breath a little.

Phil hesitated - however tempting it sounded, Shadow was still on the loose. He thought about his options. Shadow usually appeared in certain time periods, sometimes weeks apart. It could be safe to assume he won't do anything for a while right?

"I-I mean I have a meeting there anyway. I have to leave later tonight and I thought that if you joined me tomorrow morning we could spend the rest of the weekend looking round Rome." Dan continued, now looking at his boyfriend with worry. 

"Let's do it." Phil smiles - he couldn't say no to Dan. Besides, it's safe to assume that Shadow won't make a move for a while right?

"Really?!" Dan asked excitedly and his whole face lit up. Just seeing that on his boyfriend made Phil happier with his decision. 

"Of course. I mean, I could come with you tonight instead of tomorrow morning?" Phil suggested.

Dan shook his head. "I'll be working all night pretty much and I've already booked my flight. I don't want you being bored. Get a good nights rest and we can meet up tomorrow." Dan insisted and kissed his boyfriend's lips happily.

"Alright, if you insist." Phil grinned. "Wish you could stay tonight though." Phil pouted.

"Me too, but y'know need to a job to pay the rent and to eat and live." Dan chuckled.

"Life sucks."

"Yes it does."

~

"You'll definitely call me when you get there?" Phil asked, looking uncomfortable. He was usually the one to be worried between us. 

"Yes, yes I will don't worry! I'll let you know the second I'm off the plane!" Dan rolled his eyes with a smile.

"You better." Phil smirked and pulled Dan in for their last kiss of the night. They stayed locked together for a couple of minutes - savouring the time they had together. Some would call them clingy but they just appreciated each other's company more than others. 

"I better go - don't want to miss the flight." Dan sighed and pulled away from his boyfriend. 

"Ok, fly safe!" Phil called after him as he walked down the stairs, suitcase in hand. Dan smiled at his boyfriend and left the apartment. He hailed a taxi and got in, saying an address. However, the taxi didn't arrive at the airport.

"That'll be £10.50 sir." the taxi driver said and Dan handed him the money.

"Keep the change." He replied monotonously. He grabbed his bag and started making his way to a tall building. He went through the front doors and immediately to the stairs leading to the basement. As he reached the bottom a wooden door came into view. Dan got his key out and opened it. When he entered there were many viles and beakers on a desk full of green liquids. There was a vast variety of machinery all over the room and a small kitchen and bathroom. Dan took a seat on the small couch and let out a breath.

The world was a disgusting place - well that's what Dan thought at least. How could something so cruel exist? He'd think in despair as he'd contemplate how people were made to do labour to survive. how there was so much injustice in the world. Dan had never been showed that much kindness in his life. Phil was the only dose of happiness he'd ever appreciated and latched on to. Truth is, Dan howell hated the world and believed some needed to pay for their acts of injustice and disgusting acts against human nature. The world was polluted by bad people. 

Not that Dan was thinking highly of himself either. He had been told many times in his life that he was nothing special and should go die. They weren't wrong - he should die, they should all die. They should just all die - every stinking filthy evil person on this earth! Dan thought angrily and his hands clenched; his knuckles turned white. This was the mindset he needed to maintain - he couldn't break it, it had kept him going for the past few years. It kept him being Shadow. 

Phil was everything good in the world that needed saving and Dan recognised him as the better human being - the one every other should aspire to be. Phil was perfect in every sense of the word. So how could such a perfect creature be born into such an imperfect world? How could he be born into a world where he'd love Dan? Dan growled and his eyes flickered to the black suit on the wall. He had been the shadow that everyone had walked over when he was younger, even before the accident. 

When Dan was 9, he went to a radioactive power plant with his father but typically wandered off. He was involved with a radioactive accident and the other kids treated him even worse - telling him things like the fact that he should have died in the accident and that no one wanted to see him survive. For someone so young, it had rattled Dan's bones to the core - how such young children could be so cruel, so disgusting to another human being. That was when Dan despised the human race and came to terms with the radioactive side effects - the ability to manipulate electricity. However this ability seemed to come with a side effect of destructive thoughts which lead him to his role of Shadow.

At the start he even pushed Phil away - thinking they were all the same. However, Phil was persistent and kept asking Dan out no matter how many times Dan refused and Dan eventually found his wall breaking for the only person who ever wanted him alive. His walls disappeared completely when he let Phil in like no one ever had before. He crawled into Dan's heart and made him stumble, but it's no use ... he was still the shadow and he was a bad person and all he wanted for Phil was happiness. So Dan was going to make sure the only thing that could break Phil's heart gets destroyed - himself. Not that he wasn't taking some of the disgusting world with him, that's not how Shadow operates.

Dan worked hard into the night, going to multiple locations without so much of a trace. He needed to be stealthy in case that annoying 'Frostbite' showed up. Dan loathed him - he only pretended to be a good human being, how could anyone compare to Phil? Everyone was evil compared to Phil's glow. As Dan took his mask off he felt a tear escape. "I'm sorry Phil. I'm so sorry you fell for someone like me." Dan sobbed and broke down - he needed his emotions out of the way before the operation commenced. He had sent Phil out of the country for when it happened; for when Dan happened; for when Dan destroyed England. Phil would be safe. Phil.

~

Dan walked confidently down the red carpeted hallway, electricity licking his fingertips. "Hey, stop right there!" A voice shouted and Dan moved so quickly he was behind the large man. Without hesitation he snapped his neck. Dan grinned, justice was being served. Two more men appeared in black suits - guns cocked and ready to shoot the threat that Dan was.

The sound of the bullet firing was loud throughout the building and Dan glared at the men as he didn't want his target evacuated just yet. He dodged the bullets with ease and electrocuted both men. He then used his incredible reflexes to appear in front of his target's door in seconds. He grinned and pushed the doors open with vigour. 

Guns were immediately pointed at him left right an centre. Dan smirked as his target yelled at men to shoot. Dan was so quick and sent bolts of electricity into every man except the prime minister. "Sorry to interrupt your broadcast but I need to speak to your country." Dan laughed coldly. The prime minister grabbed a gun but Dan grabbed his neck so quick the prime minster didn't register until his feet were off the ground. He choked.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of England." Dan started, looking directly into the camera the prime minster had been speaking into only a few minutes earlier. "I'd like to let you know that you can panic now! You're finished!" Dan laughed, dropping the prime minister who gasped for air. "You see this button? I press it and ten nuclear warheads set off underneath this country's crust within twenty minutes. I was generous and gave you twenty minute to decide what to do with the rest of your pathetic lives and confess your sins. Thank you for listening!" Dan grinned and pressed the button

~

Phil let out a sigh of frustration as he saw the screen in the airport. 'Delayed' was his new least favourite word. He had missed Dan and wanted to see him as soon as possible and the stupid planes were late. 

He sat down in one of the chairs and tried to think of what to do. He should probably text Dan. A commotion suddenly broke Phil out of his thoughts and he frowned as a large crowd gathered round one of the screens playing the news. Phil's eyes widened when he heard gunshots and saw that a live broadcast from the prime minister had been interrupted. 

Phil's eyes widened when he saw Shadow appear on screen and he shuddered at his words. As soon as Shadow pressed the button, Phil ran to the bathroom and pulled his suit out of his suitcase - he always came prepared. He got changed the fastest he'd ever changed in his life and raced outside the airport. 

Some people spotted him and begged him to save them but he couldn't listen, he needed to get to where the speech was being held and stop Shadow. He stopped the nearest taxi and pulled the driver out - taking over it. He stepped on the pedal and drove at super speed to Shadow's destination. He had to be careful mind as there was chaos everywhere. When the road became too blocked he jumped out and took to the roofs, pushing his body to the limits. 

He arrived with 8 minutes to spare, how the hell could he stop it all in 8 minutes? He ran down the carpeted hallway and burst into the room the announcement had taken place from. His eyes widened when he took in the tied up pile of representatives as well as the prime minster. The ones not tied up were obviously dead. 

"Frostbite! P-please help!" The prime minister pleaded.

Phil goes to free them, only to be floored once again. He growled in annoyance as it had happened one too many times with Shadow. He jumped up to come face to face with the cold eyes of his enemy. 

"You've gone too far this time!" Phil spoke to him for the first time.

"On the contrary, this is what all the other times lead up to. I'm surprised you didn't work out why I was appearing in random location around the country. I was planting every bomb for this day of detonation and guess what ... there's nothing you can do but fight me."

"This is pointless! These people deserve to live! You'll die along with us!" Phil stressed.

"Oh I had no intention to survive this!" Shadow snapped and moved quickly towards Phil, punching him hard. Phil shouted out in pain. 

"D-don't you have people you care for? Doesn't the lives of others mean anything? Why are you taking your suicide mission out on others?" Phil growled and struggled as Shadow gripped his collar tight.

"I'm cleansing this world of some of the scum that inhabit it. People are evil and cruel - I have only once ever came into contact with a nice human being and they won't be harmed by this at all. They are the only person who deserves to live!" Shadow shouted - obviously Phil's question hit a little too hard to home. Phil was thrown back into the wall. He yelled out again but saw the other struggling people in the room. He extended his hand and cut the rope with a shard of ice. 

The prime minister and his colleagues fled the scene but Shadow didn't even glance in their direction - his focus solely on Frostbite. Phil stood up and went to control Shadow's blood but suddenly the other was behind him and kicked him to the ground. Two lightening bolts burnt into his back. Phil screamed out in agony. 

"What is wrong with you? What would this person you know say about all this? If this person is so perfect then why haven't their good influences reached you?" Phil growled out, snatching onto the only thing he could use to get to Shadow. 

"Because I have a lifetime of damage behind me - they can only heal me when we're around each other." Shadow snarled - not liking how Frostbite was bringing Phil into the conversation.

"This will hurt them though! Especially if you man as much to them as you say you do! What do you think will happen to them when you're gone!?" Phil asked, desperate to get Shadow to see humanity in the 5 minutes they had left. 

"Shut up!" Shadow shrieked and kicked Phil hard in the chest - sending him flying across the room. "You have no right to talk about him!" Dan almost screamed, a tear reaching his eye. Phil would get over him right? Dan couldn't possibly mean that much. He wouldn't hurt for too long right? Dan's stomach turned at the thought of Phil hurting but when he remembered where he was he shook it off and witched back to Shadow's persona. How dare Frostbite mess with his head?

"Just listen please! He's just like all the people you're about to kill! We are all human beings!" Phil tried to get him to see - he wouldn't let up because he seemed to be getting past Shadow's walls. 

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!" Shadow screamed and stood on Frostbite's throat so he couldn't speak. Frostbite choked and scrambled about for air. Shadow grinned sadistically. "Now, I want to see the look on your face when I kill you!" Shadow cackled and ripped Frostbite's mask away. Dan's face went from a sick grin to an expression of horror when he saw Phil's beat up face looking back at him. He physically felt a pain strike his heart. Dan's blood went cold.

Immediately he retracted his foot from Phil's throat who coughed and gasped for air. Dan stumbled back, tears clouding his vision and his heart pumping quickly which caused him to hyperventilate a little. He backed away from Phil's body in disbelief. Not Phil. Not his Phil. I'm a monster! I'm worse than scum! I hurt him! I hurt him! Dan internally panicked whilst on the outside his eyes were wide and horrified behind his black mask. 

Phil took Shadow's distraction to his advantage and kicked out his leg from underneath him. Dan didn't resist and let his body hit the floor hard - he felt numb and disgusting and was only grateful for the pain as it was a form of punishment. Phil narrowed his eyes in confusion as Shadow didn't move or look ready to defend himself. In fact the look in the others eyes made Phil feel uneasy. He tensed as Shadow slowly sat up and got ready to fight just in case. 

Dan couldn't hold back the floodgate any longer - he burst into tears. He didn't care anymore. He hated Shadow, he hated himself - the humans were right, he was worthless and deserved to die. They were right all along. He had caused so much pain. He had physically hurt the one thing that meant so much to him in his imperfect life and for that Dan felt like dying over and over. 

Phil watched in confusion as the boy in front of him weeped his soul out. He had no idea what to do in the situation. "W-what's wrong with you? Is this some trick?" Phil snapped although his voice as shaky. He was a naturally kind person and for some reason seeing the other cry so sorrowfully made a pang go off in his heart despite the things he'd done. He hated how unsure he felt. 

Dan tensed at Phil's words wondering how he could have been so stupid not to recognise the voice of the person he loved all along. He didn't want Phil to know about him - it's break his heart for sure. He couldn't hurt him anymore than he had. "I'm so sorry Phil." He whispered - not being able to stop himself from apologising to the boy. He stood up.

"Who are you?!" Phil demanded. "How do you know my name?" He asked shakily. He watched uneasily as Shadow crossed the room and narrowed his eyes when Shadow forcefully kicked the window open. He tensed once again.

"Don't worry." Shadow's voice reassured. It was unnervingly soothing but it sent a terrifying shiver down Phil's spine - his heart thumped in his chest, something bad was about to happen. "I'll disable the bomb." Shadow said in defeat and lifted the button he'd used to start the countdown. He pressed a few buttons and then the flashing light on the device stopped flashing. Phil however was not reassured.

"Why did you change your mind? Have you given up? Who are you?" Phil fired each question uncertainly. 

"No one you need to know."Shadow sighed and suddenly he was taking a step to go off the edge of the window. 

"No wait-" Phil's eyes widened as he tried to stop the other. However, Shadow stepped off the edge and started to fall to his death. He was a bad person and deserved to die. Phil was every faith he had in humanity. Phil would probably find out that Shadow was Dan after they found his body but at least Phil would know that Dan loved him enough to to give up his life to make Phil's better. Dan was bad for Phil. For some reason Phil's heart leapt into his throat and he moved the fastest he'd ever moved and grabbed onto Shadow's wrist. 

Dan gasped when he found his body dangling above the London streets - some people stopping to stare in shock. He looked up to see Phil's perfect face. "Oh no you don't!" Phil frowned and hauled him back over the edge.

"No Phil! Please!" Dan panicked and more tears leaked from his eyes. He curled into a ball as soon as he was inside the room once again. Phil watched in disbelief and swallowed as the boy continued to break down. Quickly he looked at his watch and let out a breath of relief when he saw it was two minutes past detonation - Shadow had stopped it. 

"How do you know me?" Phil asked softly. Shadow didn't reply so Phil shakily reached out to take his mask off. As he touched the others' neck where the mask's seal was he felt Shadow tense but didn't make a move. Phil bit his lip and quickly pulled off the mask before the other changed their mind.

When he saw a tear streaked Dan his heart dropped and he stared in shock. Emotions were hitting him in all directions like a bus. He was the most terrified he'd ever been. He was terrified not because Dan was Shadow, but because Phil had hurt Dan and Dan had tried to kill himself. His Dan, tried to kill himself. Phil disregarded everything Shadow had ever done and felt a sob leave his mouth. His Dan tried to kill  himself! 

"Dan ... why?" Phil asked with a hoarse voice.

Dan looked up and his heart broke when he saw his boyfriend - to think he nearly destroyed both of them. He was horrible - worse than scum. "I'm not good Phil. I'm a very bad person and you were the only one who mad me feel like a good person but it wasn't enough. I thought if I got you out of the country you'd be safe ... but I hurt you! More than once! I can't live with myself knowing that!" Dan cried. 

Phil's heart shattered because he really loved Dan despite everything and he was mostly upset that Dan had tried to kill himself above anything else. Sure, he's upset and angry at him that he lied to him and tried to hurt innocent people but he'd be even more sad if the love of his life just died without a trace - no reasons. Maybe he was being selfish but Dan was too important to Phil. 

"Y-you didn't know!" Phil replied and suddenly he was hugging Dan so tight. "You didn't know it was me .... but why would you try to kill yourself D-dan? I love you too much to lose you despite your actions!" Phil sobbed, clutching his boyfriend tight. 

"You're just making up excuses for me. You hate me. Everyone hates me. I hate me. just let me do it - let me get rid of the pain ... it hurts Phil! It's been hurting since the day I was born!" Dan begged.

"NO! I can't lose you like that. No one has to know! I love you, I know that you love me too - just let me take you away. Let me show you a better life, please Dan!" Phil pleaded, his grip on Dan not faltering once. He kissed Dan's temple.

"How can you want me? I'm fucking evil and you're the brightest fucking light on this earth. How can you want me knowing I tried to destroy your home and the ones you love? How can you love me knowing I'm the one who gave you those wounds?" Dan asked, looking at Phil seriously in the eye. 

"Because I can tell you regret it and despite what's happened it doesn't stop me feeling something for you! Just ... disappear with me Dan! Let me love you and show you that life's worth living! Just please ... don't leave me!" Phil breathed, matching Dan's intense stare. He can feel his eyes start to water again - he really was prepared to give up everything for Dan. 

Dan hates it when Phil cries. "Please don't cry. Something as beautiful as you isn't allowed to cry." Dan smiled weakly. Phil whimpered and pressed his lips to Dan's. They shared an emotional and passionate kiss - cementing their feelings for each other. They both spewed words of 'I love you' between each breath. 

"Run away with me?" Phil breathed and rested their foreheads together. Dan swallowed and cupped Phil's jaw. His universe. His sunshine. His light out of the darkness. Dan didn't want to be in the dark anymore.

"Ok."

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A little dark but still kinda fluffy. 
Hope you liked it!

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