phan ➳ oneshots

➳ i don't know who i am anymore ~

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THIS IS A FETUS CHAPTER BY THE AUTHOR. AUTHOR DOES NOT LIKE THIS CHAPTER. AUTHOR IS SORRY.  

set in 2009 but Dan is 20 and Phil is 23

warnings: teeny tiny abuse reference

words: 1680

~Dan's POV~

I wanted to steal something. I needed to steal something. Something precious. Something valuable. It's what I do for a living, now, anyway. After all the shit happened.

***

I casually walked into the GAME store in the shopping centre to see if there was anything worth stealing. Mario kart, Halo 3, Donkey Kong, Minecraft?

That's when I saw the gold. Jackpot.

A beautiful man, nearly as tall as me, leaning over a few video games and inspecting them with blue eyes so blue that you could swim in them.

He was wearing a coat, a spacey looking coat or something. It was quite adorable, really. It makes him look vulnerable, young (not that I'm a pervert or anything).

Perfect.

I slowly walked up to the beautiful stranger and stood beside him, pretending to take an interest in the few games there were.

"Sorry, am - am I in your way?" The guy said sheepishly.

"No, not at all," I gave him a warm smile, purposefully making my dimple pop. My dimple is adorable. "What's your name?"

"I-I'm Phil. Phil," and he looked up at me with cute dorky glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. We were so close that I could see small specs of green and yellow swimming in those pools of blue.

"Phil. Suits you. I'm Dan, Dan Howell," I extended my arm and straightened my posture, Phil mirroring my actions as we shook hands.

"Nice to meet you! What kind of games do you like? Obviously unless you were here to get something for someone else or something like that for a birthday or maybe as an Easter gift. Do people give Easter gifts? Apart from chocolate, obviously. Maybe they do in, like, Hawaii. Aww, wouldn't that be cute though, like a mini Christmas really. Oh, I'm rambling ... sorry," he gave an awkward chuckle as a small blush crept up his neck.

We talked for a while and I decided that the next step was to get to know him better. I took him to Starbucks.

I really hope this beautiful man isn't taken. I also hope that he doesn't think I'm a paedophile or something. I wonder how old he is ...

***

After we ordered our drinks, we sat down opposite each other at a small table by the sunlit window.

I had made a profile, a fake profile to keep my real identity secret.

I wanted to keep my name and age the same. I just started being a robber, a thief, and, honestly, it's a lot of fun.

My first ... mission, I guess you could call it, was only a month ago. It was to 'fall in love' break their heart and steal things they owned. Simple.

The relationship wasn't in deep though. I didn't really feel any attraction to her at all really, she was just there so that I could take things from her. Money, food, attention, other little things. Her heart included. I guess she presumed that someone broke in, stole stuff and I got tired and I left.

Because really, I did get tired and leave because she was boring and always wanting sex. I mean, yeah, I wanted to steal as many things as possible but I don't think that virginity was on the list. She was completely infatuated with me.