Your Voice Consoles Me

🍒🤎Joie à Paris🤎🥃

I wrote most of this half asleep so have fun with that
This man is rotting my brain but I'm having fun with it

♡Infinite Darkness Leon♡
Ultraviolence- Lana Del Rey
(album)

(Drinks: Juliette has a Mimosa (champagne and orange juice) with a side of cherries. Leon has a Boulevardier (bourbon whiskey, campari [a bittersweet liquor], and martini rosso [a type of red wine i think]) and a side of orange slices).

"Goodness, I can barely get the door open,"

Juliette shook in excitement biting her bottom lip as she fumbled her hand trying to unlock the hotel door. Leon smiled behind her pulling the cart that carried all of their belongings. "Need any help?" He asked watching her hands trying to steady and get the key in the lock. "No no, I almost have it," she replied slouching her back and furrowing her brows heightening her focus on unlocking the door. He watched patiently with a permanent smile carved on his face.

Eventually the wooden door opened and revealed a gorgeous room, a comfortable couch faced the wide screened TV, a large bed in its own comfortable corner with the patio doors near the bedframe, and a neat table with delicately folded napkins in front of the two chairs and a complimentary wine bottle behind two wine glasses. Sure the images online showed the room and everything but nothing could compare to what they saw here.
The golden Eiffel tower glowed through the city, the warmth contrasted against the gray clouds and late-night sky.

Juliette broke her gaze of the room and looked up at Leon, his smile just as wide as hers. His blue pearls took in every part of the hotel room, as if his eyes were camera lenses taking hundreds of pictures. "Julie..." he said astonished, "You like it?" Her voice eager at his reaction.
His lips pursed as he tried to find the words to describe his expression, "I can see why you were so excited." He murmured turning his focus on Juliette, her eyes held the sweetest mien he's seen on her.

Leon dipped his head and gently placed a kiss on her peachy lips, "Let's hurry up and get our stuff unpacked so we can watch the tower, how does that sound?" He offered while resting his gloved hand on her waist, "Sounds great, I'll make us some drinks!" Juliette quickly answered rushing Leon to bring the cart in the room. Their luggage placed on the floor of their sides of the bed, Juliette's brown furcoat was lazily folded on her side with Leon's gloves and dark coat on his, as her black square toed boots placed next to his thick black boots.

"I requested certain liqueurs for a Mimosa and a Boulevardier." Her rings clinked on the glass bottles as she set them on the fancy marbled counter, she grabbed a tall champagne flute and rocks glass.

"With Rye or Bourbon?" He asked folding up his sleeves standing next to the foot of the bed.
"Bourbon of course," she replied opening a jar of maraschino cherries and popping a few in her mouth. The small red fruit bursted into a sweet, syrupy flavor coating her mouth.
She mixed her sweet orange Mimosa and started to work on the Boulevardier. The air was calm and serine, the city life outside muffled through the walls as Juliette quietly hummed to herself.

Juliette smiled feeling a pair of familiar strong arms loosely wrapping around her waist, she shifted some of her weight to lean against him. He burrowed his face in the nook of her neck, a long relaxed sigh brushed against her skin making her shoulders slightly rise. Her body turned around to face him as she held their drinks in each hand, "Here, I think you'll like it".
Leon took the short glass leaving his other hand around her, his lips pursed taking a quick drink of the red-amber liquid. His brows raised at the pleasant bitter-sweetness and citrus notes seeping into his jaw, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips making Juliette giggle a little. "Oh wow, it's strong. I like it." He said giving her a small squeeze as her cheeks heated. "I knew you would," she said taking a sip of her own drink with a smile. The bubbles tickled her nose, the sweetness of the champagne and orange juice mixed with the leftover red syrup from the maraschino cherries.

Leon watched her peachy lips smiling at him, a thin layer of liquid glossed her smile tempting him. Juliette quickly noticed his tranquil gaze and softly pressed her lips against his, a satisfied hum vibrated against her lips.

"Let's go watch that tower"

The only light brightening the room was now only the yellows and oranges the eiffel tower illuminated.

Juliette ecstaticly opened the porch windows, the cold rush of the city air filled the room and her lungs, the nostalgia coursed through her body as she smiled at the cityscape softly.
"How long has it been since you've been in Paris?" Leon asked as he leaned his elbows against the railing, "Because didn't you say how you lived a couple hours away here?" He took a small sip of the drink tasting the bittersweetness sink in his tongue.

Juliette nodded standing next to him, a hand gently placed against the rail, "I'd say it's been...(__) years, it was for my 18th birthday." She said sipping her fizzy drink, "I remember walking with my friends past the stores with so many bags on my arms, my face hurt from smiling all day, I ate so much food, I smelled like 30 different perfumes and I felt like my legs were going to fall off." Juliette gets dewy-eyed as she worded her memories, her head tilted to rest on her shoulder gazing upon the golden city view.

Juliette's dark glassy eyes looks back up to Leon's bright blues. Her expression holding pure happiness made him feel soft and sent butterflies in his stomach, his hand cradled the side of her cheek, his wordless way of saying 'I love seeing you this happy'. The silence sent them into an interminable trance as she watched his eyes admire her every feature.
Juliette rested her hand on his shoulder and slowly stood on her tippy-toes kissing him ever so gently, a simple thing such as words could not explain nor show her gratitude for him, now her wordless way of saying 'thank you for everything'.

Leon placed his short glass back onto the nearby table, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her as close to him as possible, his fingers mindlessly twirling and combing her hair. Juliette's heart skipped a beat, feeling every ounce of love Leon gave her. The quiet sounds of the city life under them faded into white noise as all of their senses focused on each other's touch, the two swayed into rhythm keeping each other close.