We are the ghouls of London // PHAN

•CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR•

"Why did we even decide that coming out here was a good idea?" Dan giggled as he wrapped his free arm and hand around his own already frozen body.

Phil laughed as he squeezed Dan's other hand which had been intertwined with his since they both left Phil's house roughly ten minutes earlier, "We're almost at the location, don't worry. Just a little further."

It was foggy and freezing cold outside as couple walked through the streets of London. With Dan being a ghoul and sticking right besides him, prepared to help out if anything went wrong, Phil did feel that little more confident walking through London compared to how he did the night he was 'attacked'.

"Are you sure? I mean, no offence because I can feel that the place you're taking me to is very important to you, but I'm fucking freezing my nipples off right now," Dan said sarcastically making Phil laugh so much his jaw began to physically ache from doing so.

"It's right over there," Phil pointed towards a fenced off area in the far distance.

Upon approaching it, Dan saw it looked like a rater rusty and overgrown park. There was an old swing set with two swings softly swaying with the harsh breeze of the wind, and a climbing frame in another corner, with a tall slide with tall, thick vines wrapping around the almost fully rotten wooden structure. And right in the centre, a circular roundabout had been placed and looked like it use to be a fluorescent orange but now was a mixture of exposed silver metal where the paint had rubbed off or in other places, a golden-brown coloured rust from the excess rain England had been know to house very often.

Looking towards Phil, Dan raised an eyebrow, "Where are we?"

Phil sighed as he placed two hands onto the set of railings in front of him and looked into the park, despite the fact the railings were so cold they almost instantly froze his hands to the metal, "Most of my memories were made here when my mom was alive and before she ever found out she had cancer. We use to come here a lot, almost weekly, and I remember her pushing me on the swing set," he pointed to the left swing, "And then she would help me climb up the frame and watch with a smile as I zoom down the slide..." Dan looked towards Phil who now had tears begin to pool in the corners of his eyes. Phil whipped them away quickly however and pointed to the roundabout, "And then we would go on there together as a pair, me sitting on her lap. There use to be a seesaw but... i can't exactly remember why it was ever removed."

Dan wrapped his frozen arm around Phil's torso and pulled him into a side hug. Surprisingly, Dan's body seemed to have some heat so Phil snuggled into his chest as Dan kissed his forehead softly.

"Do you want to go in?"

Phil chuckled, "The park has been closed for over seven years. No ones even entered it since the day those chains," he pointed to the ones on the gates, "Have been put onto there to stop them..."

Dan looked at the chains before letting Phil go. Phil watched in utter confusion as he saw Dan kneel down in front of the chains and mess with them, pulling on it as if he would be able to magically make them separate.

"What are you doing—"

Phil cut himself off as he watched Dan climb over the rusty fence and land on his feet the other side of the fence, his brown boots sinking slightly into a large pile of soggy brown leaves the wind has blown into the enclosed area. He walked along the fence till he was once again in front of Phil, only this time a fence separating them from one another, "Let's make some more childhood memories for you."

Phil blushed a deep red colour as Dan put his hand out. Phil took it and was helped over the fence, landing on the ground somehow unbalanced and having to make Dan catch him from tumbling over and preventing him from landing in even more soggy leaves.