WOW, it has been a while lol. So sorry about that.
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You show Pedro around Chicago, a city that often gets forgotten about. You take him to the tourist spots like the Mag Mile, the Bean, the fountain and the top of the Sears Tower.
"This city is so beautiful," Pedro says while looking at you.
"I love it here." You reply. You and Pedro are on an architecture tour, something you swore you would never do.
"On the left, you will see the tribune tower...." the tour guide says.
"What is your favourite part of the city?" He asks.
"Well, it has to be walking or running along lake shore drive. I know it might sound weird, but the variety of people and the views are amazing."
"Too bad its too cold because I would love to see the views." It is currently the dead of winter and you are bundled up close to Pedro while on the tour boat.
As the boat tour continues you stay bundled up next to Pedro. Your arms are locked with each other and your head is on his shoulder.
The tour ended and you grab a bit to eat before you go back to the apartment.
"So how was it?" Sage says.
"The city is beautiful, but the cold not so much." Pedro says.
"I am about to make some pasta, are you guys joining us for dinner?" She asks.
"Of course, it smells so good in here how could we pass it up." Pedro says. You smile at him while taking off your coat and boots.
"Do you need anything?" He asks.
"Um..." Sage looks around. "I think we are good, but would you mind opening the bottle of wine."
She hands him Casillero del Diablo. You already known Taron told Sage about that wine because of Pedro.
"Good choice" He says.
"I've never had it, but Taron says its the best."
"Well tell Taron that he has a good taste."
"I am sure he will die knowing that Pedro Pascal said he has good taste." You says.
Pedro and Sage laugh.
You, Sage, and Pedro talk about the past and memories you had growing up. Both Sage and Pedro know about your past, but you mainly talk about your college years.
"Okay, I have been dying to ask, have you met Hayden Christensen?" Sage asks. You laugh.
Pedro laughs, "Actually I have. he is really sweet."
"Omg! I am so jealous." Sage says.
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The night continues, the wine keeps flowing, but this is your last night in the city before you and Pedro leave for Chile.
The clock reads 1:07am.
"As much as I'd love to stay up, I think it is time for bed." Sage says. She gets up from the couch and heads into her room. You and Pedro stay on the couch. Not too much later you and Pedro get up and head to your old room.
"Good night, Y/N"
"Good night, Pedro."
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You wake up to Pedro not being by your side, but you smell coffee from the kitchen. You roll out of bed and put your hair into a bun.
"Good morning" Pedro says, as there are three cups of coffee on the counter and he is making a Chilean breakfast, eggs and tomatoes with toast.
"This smells amazing." You say as he hands you a cup of coffee.
"Thank you, my mom used to make this for me all the time when I was younger, we moved a lot, but she made wherever we were home."
"I cannot wait to see your home." You reply as you finish taking a sip of coffee.
Sage walks into the kitchen, "woah, this smells amazing." She says.
"Thank you." Pedro hands her a cup of coffee.
"You are a lifesaver, also what time do I have to take you to O'Hare?" (the major airport in Chicago)
You look on your phone, "Um, the flight leaves at 7pm, so like 3pm, cause I know 90 traffic will be awful. (90 is a major highway in Chicago)
"Here is a plate for you," he hands a plate to Sage, "And here is one for you." He hands you a plate and kisses your forehead.
"Thank you so much." Sage says.
"You're welcome." You all sit down and enjoy the coffee and the food.
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After a couple hours, you start to get ready to head to the airport.
"Do you guys have everything?" Sage asks.
You look around, "Yea." You and Sage go through a check list.
"Passport?"
"Check." you hold it up.
"Phone?"
"Check."
"Chargers?"
"Check."
"Hug?"
"Check." You says as you give her a hug.
"Alright, lets hit the road." Sage says.
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You arrive at the airport in terminal 5. Luckily no one has noticed, him, but he is wearing a hat, and a baggy coat.
"Next." The TSA agent yells.
"Tickets and ID."
"Mrs. F/N L/N" He marks your ticket and you walk through. "Mr. Pascal, a pleasure. Have a safe flight."
"I guess he recognized me." He says with a laugh. You find the gate, and wait until boarding starts.
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You and Pedro have made it onto the plane, of course you are flying first class, something that you would have never imagged yourself doing.
"This is so fancy." You reply.
"It is the only way I travel now." Pedro says. "I am very grateful."
"Drinks?" the flight attendant asks.
"Yes please." You look at Pedro. "Um, a gin and tonic."
"And for you sir?"
"Same."
"right away."
"Wait they don't charge us for drinks?"
"Nope."
"I have been flying wrong my whole life." Pedro laughs.
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After about 45 minutes, you are up in the air. You are spread out on the bed, and Pedro is right next to you.
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You must have fallen asleep because you wakeup due you someone tapping your arm, but it turned out to be Pedro.
"We are here." He says. You look out the window and you are amazed by the views from the airport alone.
"Omg, these views."
YOU ARE READING
Songbird
FanfictionA Pedro Pascal story. - You move to LA and met a man who will change your life. - the cover is my artwork.