Dan Howell Imagines ••

Dan Imagine

So last night I posted an imagine I found online, but I woke up this morning to see that it didn't save. So here's another one I found that's really cute; just to keep you guys reading until I finish more requests :)
Thank you guys for all the requests and all the support!! Don't be shy to message me a request!! <3
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"Hi, Internet! How's everyone today?," you hear Dan say into his webcam to his viewers for his weekly liveshow.
You were in the kitchen, making some calming chamomile tea for the both of you while his liveshow was going. You leaned against the kitchen counter waiting for your teas to cool down before you took the risk stepping into Dan's room during his live show to deliver them to him.
The relationship between the both of you was kept very private because you both were aware of how his fans could potentially react quite strongly due to how much Phan is shipped. Close friends and immediate family knew about the two of you but that was pretty much it. And by letting thousands of people seeing you and Dan in the same room together could be an honest move, or a terrible mistake.
But you figured all would be fine. You and Dan loosely discussed if you could make appearances in his live shows, though the topic never fully came up to surface. You took the mugs from the kitchen into the hallway, feeling more and more nervous with each step you took towards his bedroom.
You stood right behind his door frame and your heart was racing so fast you thought there was a high possibility for you to faint.
"Dan? Your tea's ready," you said as you entered his room.
"Y/n! What a surprise!," said Dan, unexpected yet ecstatic to see you willingly join his liveshow.
He scooted over his seat so you could sit down next to him. When you were settled in your seat, you took a peek at the chat.
"Who's that?," one person asked.
"What's she doing there?," asked another, alongside hundreds of others with similar responses to your presence.
Dan softly kissed the side of your forehead, knowing how nervous you must be at this moment.
"Guys, this is my girlfriend, y/n. Be nice. I like her a lot." Dan explains to the chat.
You try to glance at Dan and smile at his introduction, but you can't seem to peel your eyes away from the chat, which is going insane. Every comment you see is negative and cruel. "What the fuck" "what an ugly bitch" "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO PHIL" were just a few, and each one cut deep. This was Dan's life, his job, his livelihood. If his subscribers really hate you so much, that will break his heart. Just the way your's is breaking right now.
Tears well up in your eyes and you don't want Dan to see how upset you are, so you set your tea down on his desk and rush out of the room. You lean up against the wall outside his door, trying to dry your tears and calm yourself down. You can hear Dan through the wall. "Really guys? What happened to Nicer Internet? You don't know y/n, you don't know anything about her. She's kind, generous, hilarious, and one of the best people I've ever met. And even if she wasn't- shouldn't it be enough that I love her? You couldn't even be nice to her for me? You know, sometimes I don't even know why I do this." You hear him slam his laptop shut and you know he ended his liveshow on that note. Shortly afterward, he comes walking out of his room, searching for you with his face flushed and tears in his eyes.
"Hey," you say softly when he meets your eyes. Wiping away a final tear, you smile sadly up at him.
"Hey," he replies, taking you in his arms and kissing the top of your head. You rest your head on his chest and wrap your arms around his waist. "I'm sorry," he mumbles into your hair.
"It's not your fault," you answer. You feel him rest his head against the top of your's and you linger for awhile, not saying anything and just holding each other.
"I love you," he says. "No matter what they think- no matter what anyone thinks. I love you so much, And nothing they say is going to change that."
You pull back to look at him and see the sincerity in his eyes. "I love you too." Standing on your tiptoes, you lean up to press your lips against his.