Dan and Phil One Shots (2)

Love Doesn't Hurt

I just watched The Impossible for the first time and, I'm not kidding, I was sobbing. I don't cry much but I was sobbing so much. I may hate films but it was amazing. It definitely made me feel a lot of emotions.

TW: Abuse, anxiety.

"Dan, I'm sorry." Dan's boyfriend, Charlie mumbled, his eyes wide as he realised what he had just done. He stepped closer to Dan who just backed against the wall, looking at Charlie in fear. "I didn't mean it.."

"That's what you said last time." Dan managed to gasp out. He was frozen to the spot, his eyes connected with Charlie's. Dan was shaking violently, like he was having his own inner earthquake.

"I know.. but I promise this time! Dan, I don't mean to hurt you." Charlie held out his hand and Dan immediately flinched. "Sometimes you do deserve it though..."

"I know I do." Dan muttered, looking down at his shoes. "I'm going to go out."

"No, you're not. We need to talk."

"Charlie-"

"No." Any hint of innocence or kindness vanished and Charlie's eyes were dark again. He grabbed Dan's arm, making the younger man let out a tiny yelp in surprise.

"Let go." Dan whispered, his eyes filling with tears. He wanted to leave, he wanted to go home, he wanted to run away. He wanted to be anywhere but with Charlie. His arm was on fire: Charlie's grip was unbearably tight.

"Dan, you know you shouldn't speak to me in that tone."

"You said you'd stop!"

"I never said that."

"Please, stop!" Dan was aware he was going to have a lovely bruise on his arm in the morning. Lovely.

"Dan, I'm not stopping until you realise that you can't speak to me like you do. You need to be nicer, more respectful. You shouldn't be angry with me. I help you be a better person."

"I know that! You're only doing what's best for me."

"Correct." Charlie let go of Dan's arm, making him sigh in relief. "You can go home now but I want to see you in the morning... I love you."

"I love you too, Charlie.." Dan squeaked before slipping out the front door. Night had come whilst Dan and Charlie were having their 'talk', meaning it was almost pitch black and the streets were pretty much empty.

Streetlights towered over Dan, making him feel tiny. He wandered down the street, a frown on his face the whole way. Tears were leaking out of his eyes and dripping down his pale cheeks. He couldn't help crying- he was stuck in a situation he couldn't get out of. He didn't even bother wiping his tears away: more and more always followed. A streetlight above Dan went out, making him jump a little.

He was always very jumpy and tense after meeting Charlie. The slightest noise made his eyes widen, the tiniest movement made him jump and the smallest touch gave him a heart attack.

He took a left down his street and followed it for a moment until he saw another black figure. He froze, his whole body beginning to tremble. He already hated being out late, let alone when he saw people in the darkness. The figure walked beneath a streetlight, lighting his face up in an almost heroic way.

Dan met eyes with the stranger and his feet glued themselves to the ground. "Are you alright?" The stranger asked as he got closer. He could see that Dan's eyes were bright red and a tear was still struggling to make its way down his cheek. Dan couldn't speak, his mouth just couldn't form words, so he just nodded. "Are you sure?" The stranger held out his hand to wipe away Dan's tears but Dan flinched away. He then cocked his head to the side, his eyebrows raised.