"Hey dan?"

"Yeah?"

"Pack your bags, were going on a trip"

"I don't wanna know, I don't. I honestly don't" dan says giving up, he grabs his only bag, shoves a pair of jeans and a few shirts in, as well as a charger. He comes out to phil, who has a suitcase already packed.

"Where are we going?" Dan asks, confused. Phil smiles

"It's a surprise, I feel like we needed a break from the real world. So, you packed?" Phil asks, looking at dan, dan nods, fixing the position of the bag on his back and gripping the straps. Phil grins.

They leave the apartment, dan didn't really know what phil was up to but he could tell he was keeping a secret about something. Ever since the hospital. Phil locked the door and head down stairs, another taxi waiting. Phil opens the door for dan, he gets in and so does phil.
"Train station, please" phil says, dan looks over to him, he doesn't know if he should be worried or scared or happy.

"Dan, I know this might be a bit fast moving for you, but I'm taking you to meet my mum"

"W-what now?"

"My mum doesn't... exactly know about, us.. or in fact you.."

"I'm the dirty secret?"

"W-what?! No! I've mention you to her and that's why we are meeting her"

"So just your mum?"

"Yep."

"What about your dad?"

The taxi goes dead silent, phil sighs,

"lets not talk about him, not now, but we will, one day."

"I'm sorry"

"It's fine"

They arrive at the station, dan thinks he just made things awkward between them, he thought wrong. Even waiting in line for the tickets, phil pulls dan into his arms, keeping him warm. Phil gets the tickets and they wait at platform 8. People conversations turn into smog in the air, dancing around like ballerinas. Dan looks up at the station board.
'NORTH-ENGLAND'
"Huh, so that's where the accent is from" dan mumbles,

"What?" Phil asks,

"Oh- it's nothing"

The train docks, they step on, it's a modern train, seats made out of comfortable leather. They take a seat in a four person table, only the two of them in that carriage.

"How long is this going to take?"

"A few hours"

"How maths a few?"

"... 4 and a half"

"Meh okay"

Halfway into the train ride dan had fallen asleep on the table, phil taking photos of him, and laughing. He takes out some chips he shoved into his bag out and starts munching on them, looking at all the photos he took.

"don't you dare eat another one of my chips" dan mumbles, phil holding a chip halfway into his mouth, and laughing, eating it anyway. Dan pulled the bag off the table and into his lap.

"Heyy! I want some!" Phil says, hearing dan eating them as he hides his face.

"Only if you come next me and cuddle me"

"I would have done that anyway-"

"And delete those photos"

"Dan they're cute I'm not" phil says taking the seat next him and wrapping his arm around him, lightly rocking him.

"One" dan says, digging through the bag, phil manoeuvres his face to dans cheek where he presses kisses,

"Okay 3" dan says, phil laughs.