Phan One Shots

~ Super Hero

Super Hero

Words: 6817

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.