Together - Phan Oneshot

Trigger warning: Blood. Like lots of blood. (Gallons of the stuff.)

ENJOY!

Dan Howell and Phil Lester were best friends. Well, more than friends, really. The two of them had been dating for over two years. They did everything together. Whether it was watching movies, going to a party, or sleeping, they were constantly together. And they liked it that way.

It was a warm summer morning when Phil got a text from his friend PJ. He smiled as he read,

Hey, I'm having a party at my place tonight. You and Dan should come.

"Hey Dan!" Phil called from his seat on the couch. Dan poked his head out of the kitchen so he could see Phil.

"Yeah?" he asked, smiling.

"Do we have anyting planned for tonight?" Phil asked, glancing at his phone.

Dan thought for a minute. "I don't think so. Why?" he asked.

"PJ just invited us to a party. We're going," Phil said, smiling up at Dan.

"I don't get a say in the matter?"

"Nope."

"Well that's just unfair!" Dan said, causing the both of them to giggle.

"It totally is fair! We haven't seen PJ in forever. And we haven't left the house in almost two weeks," Phil said, rolling his eyes jokingly at Dan, who groaned.

"Fine. But I'm probably going to get wasted," he said, laughing lightly.

"Well, fine. I'll be the designated driver," Phil replied. Dan laughed and went back to whatever he was doing in the kitchen. Phil opened his phone to text PJ.

We'll be there. What time?

The two continued texting until the plan for the night was complete. Phil stood to go take a shower but was confronted by Dan, who pecked him on the cheek.

"Want something to eat?" he asked, smiling. His brown eyes sparkled under his curly brown fringe, and his cheeks had small dimples in them that showed that he was happy to be aorund Phil.

"No, I'm not that hungry. I'm just going to go shower," Phil said, giggling. He pecked Dan's lips and walked past him to their room.

Technically, "their room" was Phil's room, since it was closer to the kitchen. The two of them still recorded videos in their respective rooms, since they hadn't told their fans of their relationship yet, but very rarely did Dan sleep in his own bed. And when he did, it was mostly because he needed some time alone or he fell asleep while editing a video in his room and Phil didn't want to carry him across the hallway.

Once in their room, Phil got undressed. He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked to the bathroom to shower. He closed the door behind him, dropped the towel, and stepped into the shower.

He smiled as the warm water went down his back. He washed his hair and body, making sure he would be clean for the party.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. Phil seemed confused. "Hello?" he asked. There was no answer. "Dan, what are you doing? I'm taking a shower, leave me alone!" He laughed nervously. Everything was eerily quiet.

A hand ripped open the shower and Phil screamed. There were two men in plastic, colored standing there. One of them, wearing a pink mask, ripped Phil from the shower while the other, wearing a blue mask, turned off the water.

"Get some clothes on him, we're going outside," the the pink-masked man instructed. The other walked out of the bathroom to Phil's room to get some clothes. Pink smirked at Phil. "Shall we go see your boyfriend?" he asked. He didn't wait for a response as he forcefully pulled Phil out of the bathroom, still completely naked and wet from his shower.

"W-Wait, what's going on?" Phil asked, looking terrified. The hands on his arms tightened their grip, causing Phil to let out a cry of pain.

"Don't talk. You'll see soon enough," Pink said. Blue came back with clothes and dropped them at Phil's feet. Pink let go of him. "Get dressed," he growled. "And don't even think about running away." Phil just nodded and did as he was told, not wanting anything to happen. As soon as he was dressed, hands wrapped around him again.

Pink pushed Phil out into the lounge, where Dan was waiting. There were two more men, one wearing a green and one wearing a purple mask, holding onto him. Dan looked terrified, which caused Phil to get even more scared. Tears welled up in his eyes, threatening to spill.

"What a baby, he's about to cry," Purple said, laughing. Dan glared at him.

"Don't talk about him like that!" he shouted. Green punched him in the face to shut him up. Phil let out a small whimper.

"Okay, let's go. We'll get rid of him first," Blue said, gesturing to Dan, whose eyes widened.

"Wait, what?!"

"Shut up!" Green yelled, this time kneeing him in the chest. Dan coughed, doubling over. Purple pulled him back up.

Pink and Blue led the way out of the apartment. They shoved Dan and Phil into the back of a van and tied their wrists. They then entered the van, leaving the two boys along. The van sped down the road.

"Dan, I'm scared," Phil whispered, sniffling as tears started streaming down his face. Dan bit his lip.

"It's okay. We'll be fine, I promise," he said, trying hard to calm down the raven-haired boy.

Dan had lied.

After about five minutes of driving, the van abruptly stopped. Phil could hear the doors shutting and closing. Suddenly, the back doors were wrenched open. Pink grabbed Phil and Purple grabbed Dan. They threw them onto the cold and hard pavement of the empty alleyway.

Phil heard the sound of a gun being loaded. His heart was racing, and he stared at Dan. They had said they were going to "get rid" of him first. Dan looked just as scared.

Blue stood in front of the two of them. "Look, we have nothing against you two. We were hired, and now we're just doing our job," he said. One of them untied their wrists, and Phil immediately hugged Dan tightly. Dan hugged back, and they held each other in fear that this would be the last time they would ever see each other.

The sound of a gunshot rang through the small area.

Phil screamed as crimson leaked from the Dan's chest. Dan's eyes were wide and he stared at Phil, looking terrified. There was already blood everywhere. Dan was trying to say something, but he could only make gurgling noises. He coughed, spitting blood all over Phil's face.

Another gunshot sounded, and the bullet landed in the side of Dan's head, causing him to go limp in Phil's arms. Phil sobbed loudly, staring at the boy in his arms. His once sparkling brown eyes were lifeless and dull. There was blood leaking from the side of his head and his stomach, and it was collecting all over Phil's clothes and the ground around them.

A gun was pointed at Phil's head, but he didn't care. He just stared at Dan as the gunshot sounded in the alleyway. The bullet hit Phil's head. Nerves snapped throughout his brain, and before Phil could process the pain, he was dead. The masked men got back in their van and sped off quickly.

Dan and Phil's blood collected around them, and the two of them were together for the last time.