#shabe

Looking at it however, not even Daniel knew what he wanted. Did he really want to be in a relationship with a man like Phil, someone who traveled and killed monsters? Did Daniel want to put his entire life at risk for a simple man, someone who couldn't even properly take care of him, someone who didn't make proper money, nor have a proper job. He couldn't properly protect him, but honestly he could protect Daniel more than anyone, knew things others don't, things other men couldn't protect Daniel from, especially if whatever killed his dad or anything at all what gonna come after him.  

Was Phil someone Daniel even wanted to be interested in? He was the kinda man his father would say run away from. someone so full of sin God couldn't even turn his head to look at him, his name having a permanent place on the list of Hell.  And wait just one second, why was Daniel even considering this, Phil wasn't interested in him, and he wasn't interested in Phil. That was final enough for Dan. He didn't need a relationship, his father had just died, not that Phil could even give him a proper relationship.

He had thought about his father as little as possible, trying to mask his feelings of sadness underneath everything, making himself busy with Phil and the new journey ahead of him so he wouldn't have to worry about how it would be when he had to stop and actually think.

Why had his life had to change so much, why had his father had to die, and why did this happen to him specifically. How cruel was it that a god who claimed to love him so much would make him suffer through this.

Daniel felt his mood drop, he felt his lip tremble, and he felt water stinging his eyes. His father had been a good man, he truly was, or at least that's what Daniel had believed. Things like this just happened to Daniel, there had been a time when he had believed it was because he way gay. Where he had believed everything has happened to him because God was punishing him, and sometimes his father had even agreed with him.

Quickly wiping his cheek he put his bags on the bed. He heard footsteps behind him and he turned around to find Phil staring at him, curiosity in his eyes.

“You okay?” he asked, clearly hesitant, he wasn't one for emotions something he didn't need to tell Dan for him to understand.

All Dan could do was nod, he wasn't going to to cry to Phil, he wasn't going to do this. He was eighteen, he could handle this, after all, clearly his father hadn't been all that amazing so why was he so upset? He could see the doubt in Phil’s eyes, so all that he could do was turn his back to the man, as his shoulders hunched. He could feel his breathing become heavier, his eyes were watering again, tears racing down his cheeks.

Maybe it was the fact he was crying, maybe Phil Lester actually did have a heart, because soon enough he felt arms wrap around him, turning him around and hugging him. Dan could only sob harder as Phil squeezed him. Dan let himself bury his face into Phil’s jacket. Daniel just didn't know how to stop crying, why had this happened to him, why did Phil even have to come to the town, his father should be alive, his mother should be alive, he should be straight and in college right now, becoming the lawyer his father wanted him to be. Instead here he was in the arms of a man he could no longer deny the fact he was attracted to.

Eventually the crying had to stop, and Dan was content with just being held, breathing in the scent of Phil and letting himself sniffle and let everything out and go. Maybe he wasn't healed, maybe this was the first of many breakdowns, but this was a start, and he knew he could do this.

Soon enough he felt the arms start to pull from his body, and as pathetic as it sounds, he let a small whine slip out. He wondered why Phil had to let go so soon, which in turn made him wonder why he even ared, why did he convince himself he wasn't attracted to Phil, only to turn around and prove the facts to his own face?

Phil let out a chuckle, and Dan was only upset when he couldn't feel the vibrations against him like he could have a moment ago. Phil was face to face with Daniel now, and even though Dan hated this fact, he couldn't help notice how amazing those eyes were, close to his own. He hated this stupid cheesy feeling he got near this man, how was it fair someone could jump into your life so suddenly and make him feel something, even knowing he'd never have a chance, even if Phil was gay, clearly he wasn't interested, showing the way he was able to stop making out with him so easily, push him away and then joke about it. Clearly Daniel just wasn't Phil’s type, if Phil even had a type.

He watched the way Phil’s head fell into a tilt, and Dan wanted to die with how cute he looked. How could a single human being make him feel like this? He felt his head tilt, and the sigh that fell from Phil’s lips made him want everything so much more, so much that he almost forgot what he knew would happen if he kissed Phil right here in this present time. He would enjoy himself before Phil ultimately left him crying like the last time. Phil Lester just wasn't one to be held down and Dan knew he couldn't put himself in that position again.

“So what's the worst thing you've ever hunted?”he asked, looking down at Phil's lips for only a millisecond before he was back to staring into those blue eyes, blue eyes that were crinkled at the edges form the smile he was giving Daniel. Dan might be ashamed to admit he felt his stomach swoop from that one smile.

“Hmmm let me think.” Phil said, glancing down before saying “Probably this nest of vampires in Portali, killed over fifteen of the teenage girls in the town, and then kept their bodies. Only way i knew it was vampires is because of the fact that one girl survived. Freaked out she told the police but of course they said she was just scared and couldn't think straight. There were at least seven of those freaks just preying on the girls. It was awful.” He finished.

Daniel shivered at the thought. So many lives lost, yet this man in front of him saved so many people, even though he didn't understand Phil, he was extremely grateful he did what he did, saving people from things cops couldn't ever dream of. He was grateful that he had even saved him from what he had never believed had existed.

“Wait, do all of the families know what you do? He asked, curiously tilting his head. Phil chuckled, he seemed to find it hilarious Daniel was interested in this kind of thing, but i mean what did he expect when this was his life for now? The only thing he could do was deal with this, it was his only choice, he wanted to know about the supernatural elements and how you deal with them. Was there a god? Apparently since castiel existed, if so, did Lucifer also exist? The questions just kept popping up.

“Most families don't know anything unless they see the creatures themselves, which i try to prevent. I don't trust people not to go about trying to do what us hunters do without proper training.” Phil said, he looked away for a second, before finding “Not knowing has really messed a lot of people up, I've watched couples together twenty years divorce because of it, but it's better separated then dead i guess. It just makes you feel bad, but that's what life is. Other hunters think its funny, call them a bunch of pussy’s, but I've watched mothers hold their own kids as they die, hell i know a woman named Jody whose son came back from the dead, poor woman couldn't handle anything cause she loved him so much, but that thing ate her husband, so in the end she lost the most two important dudes in her life. Sam and Dean took care of that one, i was helping others. You haven't seen hurt until you've watched these things. Ain't nobody at fault for crying over what I’ve seen.”

Dan was in awe, staring at Phil for a moment, before he asked “Is she okay?”

Phil stayed silent for a minute, before he nodded. “She's good now, helps us out every once in awhile. She's a real great woman, i just wish we all could have helped more than we did. She should have never seen that. This job destroys people, but more people are gonna hurt if we ignore it and go about our merry ways.” he said.

“Couldn't they just, I don't know leave? Quit?” Daniel asked, kind of shocked at the angry look Phil gave him.

“You think they, or should i say we haven't tried? Things out there have fucking brains, and they will hunt you if you stop hunting them. Many friends of mine have been killed because they wanted a family, settled down, had a kid or two, and the one day wakes up dead, wife’s freaking out, kids crying and she's calling me because she doesn't understand.You can't leave this job, it's dangerous to be in it, worse if you get out. At Least hunting you have the equipment, stay in practice to know when somethings up.” He said. Dan could tell his breathing had gotten a bit heavier, so before it could escalate into a fight over Dan’s lack of knowledge in the supernatural department he placed his hand on Phil’s lightly. “I'm sorry about your friends.” he said sincerely.

Maybe it wasn't a lot, but Phil nodded, his expression softening. On the desk, Phil’s phone rang, causing them both to jump. Phil groaned and got up, answering it and saying “Yes, ma’am” a few times, before he placed the phone down and grabbed his jacket.

“Just got a call from the police department. They have a new body so i’m gonna go ahead and go ahead and get up there, try and exam and stuff. Will you be okay?” He asked.

When Dan woke up in the strange house, he could hear faint voices coming from downstairs, and the smell of bacon was wafting through the air. His arms were tight and sore, and his neck felt like he had slept on nails, which to be honest, he kind of did.

The old bed was better than being dead however, so he was grateful. If it wasn’t for Phil, he wouldn't even be here, so he could learn to accept Phil wasn’t a relationship person. He honestly had too, he had nowhere else to go, he was alone except for the man that had offered to take him in. Speaking of, he should probably go downstairs, he was pretty hungry, and besides, Castiel was an amazing friend, and he wanted to know more about heaven.

He could feel all the bones in his body crack as he actually got out of bed, and a groan fell from his lips as he rolled his neck. The carpeted floor felt warm on his feet, and he knew his hair was a mess, but he honestly didn’t care at the moment, he was starving and just wanted food. Which reminded him of the smell in the lingering air, causing his stomach to growl at the concept of food.

Snaking his way down the stairs, he paused, hearing laughter coming from the kitchen. Everyone seemed so comfortable and happy around each other, Dan wished he could have had that growing up. Instead he got harsh smacks to the wrist and confessions to his father if he so much as cursed.

As he slowly began to make his way down the stairs again, he noticed something in the living room from the corner of his eye. By the sofa, stood a woman, with blonde hair styled in a pixie cut, and dim eyes. Her body was slim, she was short, but she was looking right at Daniel, watching him. It only took him a moment this time to realize she wasn't a human. Probably because of the gaping knife wound in her stomach, that was bleeding all over the place, even though she didn't acknowledge it, it was as though she didn't care about it. Even her breathing stayed the same as she smirked at Daniel, before she was gone, along with all the blood. For a second, Daniel could have sworn her eyes were black.

A few moments after, he was stood gaping at the spot he had just seen the woman, when Dean walked in, he had a beer to his lips, but when he spotted Dan, he slowly lowered it, looking at the boy strangely, before asking “You alright man?”  

Slowly Daniel nodded, and with the confidence of a hunter being with him, he walked down and into the kitchen, to join the others and munch on bacon.

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When Dan and Phil were ready to leave, they all shared goodbye handshakes and hugs, and then they were getting in the car, heading off to Tennessee where they had heard rumors of Werewolves. The two hadn’t spoken about what had happened between them, and neither were sure they even wanted to talk about what had happened. As far as Dan was concerned, Phil said no, and Dan wasn’t that desperate. If Phil didn’t want them to be together then so be it. Dan wasn’t one to beg.

For the first hour or so, they quietly bobbed their heads, trying to ignore one another, even though they were travelling in a tiny car with each other.  Once Warrant came on however, they began to sing together, laughing as they took turns singing and dancing as much as they could with one person driving. By the time they got to the town, they were telling jokes and making fun of the people on the sidewalks. They didn’t talk about it, and that was okay. Daniel could live with that, but he couldn’t live without Phil. It was so soon, but he already felt so connected, so immersed with the older man with the cool jacket, quiff, and blue eyes that screamed a past he wasn't sure how to tell.

The town was beautiful, no doubt. The trees were green with the grass, dandelions growing along the old and cracked sidewalk. The air was warm, pleasant with the sun touching skin softly. This place reminded Dan of home, of his father ordering pizza, and then playing monopoly on the floor criss crossed. The normal, the good. Daniel didn’t want to think of the bad things his father had done, the lies, not even telling Dan he was going to lose his last parent, leaving him alone and scared, for an older man with the word sin practically written on his forehead to pick up, like an injured rabbit. He had been left, parents moved on, with a whole new sight to the predators begging for him to misstep only once, they were practically waiting to eat him alive. He would like to believe Phil was the wolf, scary and bad, someone who you had never expected to stick with the rabbit, who ran from anything that goes bump in the night.

Every once in awhile Daniel found his mind wandering, found himself wondering why he was even here. He could be on a plane to a new foreign place right now, and instead he was with the wolf, with the “Bad guy.” He couldn't figure out why he had instead gone with Phil. Maybe because of the way he talks to him, or how his body moves with Daniels. The way he treats Daniels every move with a sense of sincerity. Gentle. Like he was afraid of breaking him, almost as if he was glass, and the smallest crack could ruin him. Whatever the reason was, Daniel was still mad.

With Phil being an idiot with his feelings, and the woman he saw, he wasn't sure what to think. On the side of his relationship, or lack of, with Phil, he had to say something.Had to make sure Phil understood he wasn't one to sit and wait for someone to decide, he was in, ride or die for good, or he was out. That would have to be up to Phil. With the woman however, Dan wasn't sure what to think. He wanted to know who she was, what she was. He could ask Phil, but he didn't want to create too much fuss, so he'd probably do some solo research, maybe even call Bobby. He was sure the older man wouldn't mind him asking, he had been so kind while he was at the house. Daniel admired him, he was like the cool uncle you could go to if you were in trouble.

Daniels thoughts were interrupted by the car stopping, and the engine being turned off, slowly stopping. He looked over, blushing when he found Phil's eyes, the blue in them making Daniel feel some kind of way. The older man continued to look at him, before slowly speaking. “ You know, we have a few hours before we need to head to the morgue, of you know, you wanted to find something to do…” He said, voice low, that stupid smirk on his face.