du bist sehr schön | damon albarn

26.

snow fell from the sky like powder, hitting juno's windshield lightly as she drove up to london in her dark green 1968 volkswagen beetle. she was finally meeting up with damon after not seeing him for over a month. ironically, it was christmas eve. her and damon had booked the next two nights in the ritz london, where they would spend christmas together.

juno was ecstatic. ever since she was just a young girl, she'd always wanted to stay at the ritz. damon had booked the honeymoon suite, which consisted of a massive king sized bed, stunning decorations, as well as a massive jacuzzi that overlooked london. the suite was so high up that no one would be able to see through the windows.

juno had no idea that he has booked such a special suite, but couldn't wait to see him. not seeing him for nearly a month and a half was brutal. she also had trouble with both of their busy schedules.

juno pulled into the valet, and into the hotel. she greeted the receptionist, a beautiful blonde woman, who clearly knew who juno was the moment she saw her.

"with 'albarn', correct"? she smiled.

"yes ma'am".

"here's your room key, it's room 89, on the 50th floor. would you like help with your bag"?

"that's alright, thank you. have a good one". juno smiled, walking over to the beautiful elevator. it had white tiled flooring with a giant gold "R" in the centre. there were gold railings, which matched the beautiful gold detailing up the walls. the middle of the back wall was adorned with a portrait of a woman with a parasol.

the ride up the elevator took a while. 50 floors later, juno was wheeling her suitcase over to the room. she counted the room numbers in her head, before finding her room. she stuck the key into the door, and unlocked it, revealing a beautiful, massive bedroom.

the room was white with gold accents adorning every wall, piece of furniture, and even the curtains. on the table in the foyer, there was a fruit platter, bottle of champagne, and charcuterie board waiting for them. juno stared in awe, just as a tall figure rounded the corner and into juno's view. damon.

juno didn't even speak, and just grinned as she threw herself into his arms. damon picked juno up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. the two stayed in silence as they hugged, before juno pulled back slightly and looked down at damon, his face in her hands.

"i've missed you so fucking much damon". she cooed, planting a soft kiss on his lips.

"not more than i missed you". he replied, smashing his lips against hers once more, this time for a much longer kiss. juno didn't want things to get too heated too soon, so she pulled away, kissed him on the nose, and hopped down from his arms.

"this room is incredible"...

damon smiled, grabbing juno's hands. "oh you haven't seen nothing yet.. follow me".

damon led juno into the massive bathroom across the marble heated flooring. the giant jacuzzi with candles and another bottle of champagne adorning the sides, a massive glass shower with gold accents on the other wall.

"holy shit damon... we're fucking good tonight". juno said, starstruck.

"oh you know it. but before that, we have a dinner to attend. put on your nicest dress". damon smirked.

juno opened her suitcase, taking out her beautiful floor length burgundy silk slip dress, slipping it on. she then used the massive bathroom to apply a face of makeup, smudged eyeliner making her olive green eyes pop, a burgundy lip to match the dress. for her hair, she used a blow dryer and round comb to make her layered brown hair fall into blown out waves.