Septiplier One Shots

The Fire / Phan

/a/n quick author's note before the chapter

yeah, um... this is gonna be a phan one shot

i got an idea from a facebook post and i wanted to write it but i don't want to make a separate book for phan one shots because this will probably be the only one lol

if you don't like dan and phil or whatever, you don't have to read. this is just an experimental thing as i am writing a couple phanfictions in my drafts, SPON, and i will publish one soonish maybe but yeah, just wanna see how this goes.

thanks guys, and enjoy.

p.s. this is sad so buckle up

Phil awoke in his familiar blankets. The smell of smoke immediately filled his nose. He immediately coughed, then jumped out of bed in fear.

It was completely dark, as it was the middle of the night, and his room was completely filled with smoke. He went to his door and tried opening it, the door handle being blistering hot.

He shook his head, and quickly opened the door, his hand being in pain, but he didn't care.

He looked in the hall. It being completely smoke filled like his room.

He went down the stairs to the living room. There was a huge fire, and Phil gasped. Tears immediately filled his eyes, and he ran back up the stairs.

He looked around frantically, trying to find something to help the fire, not even thinking to call the fire brigade.

He found nothing. His eyes stung, not only from his tears but from the smoke.

Then Phil remembered Dan. They had just gotten in a relationship together, though they loved each other for a long time before they confessed it to each other.

Dan was in his room, asleep. Though the two boys were in a relationship, they still slept in different rooms most of the time.

Phil walked slowly, feeling the heat from the floor below him, knowing it was trailing up the carpeted stairs. He opened Dan's bedroom door and closed it behind him. He didn't even care that his belongings were burning anymore. He just wanted Dan.

He smiled at Dan's sleeping form, then walked towards the bed and climbing into it, holding Dan's sleeping body close to him, inevitably waking him up.

"I love you, Dan," Phil whispered.

Dan smiled, "I love you too, Phil."

Then, Dan fell back asleep. Phil once again felt his hot tears roll down his cheeks. He held Dan the closest he ever had before, and watched the fire grow bigger and closer. When it was a mere two feet in front of the bed, he squeezed his eyes shut, holding Dan so tightly.

The smoke filled his lungs and he was sure Dan had already fallen unconscious. He knew Dan wasn't breathing anymore, and he cried before the fire enveloped the bed they were lying in. 

/a/n yeah um 

sorry