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Vacation Part One (Fluff) (FTMxF)

Something that I always loved doing was traveling. Last week, my boyfriend surprised me with a trip to Paris! My dream has been to go to Paris ever since I was a little girl. I cannot wait to finally have my dreams come true.

We finished packing our bags and we began walking to the car to get to the airport. My heart was racing down to my stomach, and all I felt was the fluttering of butterflies in my stomach. As he drives us to the airport, I decided to take a short nap to be well rested for the two hours that it would take for us to check into the airport get through security and get on the plane.

Finally, we arrived at the airport, now it's just a matter of waiting in lines, getting our bags checked, and getting on our airplane. Although my boyfriend just had to bring all of his electronics as if we're not going to be entertained enough when we go to Paris, and we had to stay back at the security check ups to take his computer out, his Nintendo switch, and his iPad,

"Did you have to bring all this stuff?" I asked,
"Yess, my electronics are essential when I'm travelling," he replied. I love him I really do but sometimes he drives me crazy, even more crazy one way, then another. We spent probably another 20 minutes at security just so that his bags could be thoroughly inspected before we finally were able to pack it back up and find our gate,

"Okay... gate number 17?"
"Thats all the way down there, can we grab some thing to eat before we head off?" Another thing about him, he is always hungry, which isn't exactly a bad thing unless you were in a rush to get somewhere,
"Okay, but you better make it quick. Our plane takes off in 20 minutes."
"Don't worry about it I'll find a short line order something eat it real quick use the bathroom and then will be fine," he reassured me. Only problem is he has zero perception of time, therefore, we will most likely be boarding the plane the very last.

By the time he was done, eating and stopping at the bathroom, we were quick to run towards our gate and thankfully we made it on the plane in time. Finally I get to sit back, relax and patiently wait for our arrival or at least I thought I'd be able to.

Another thing to know about my boyfriend is that he cannot sit still for very long, nor can he sit in silence for very long unless he's trying to sleep, and even then his mouth is yapping until he passes out. I usually don't have a problem with anything my boyfriend does, but when it comes to certain places and certain times it can get pretty excessive, almost annoying, but he's my boyfriend. I love him, and I've learned to tolerate it.

Our plane hasn't even left yet, and he is currently bouncing up and down in the sea while staring out the window like a lost puppy. I tried my best to lay back, relax and simply ignore him, and let him do his own thing as the plane started to takeoff.

We finally got to the hotel room around midnight. I was so exhausted, that I collapsed on the bed and threw on the tv,

"Are you okay love?" He asked,
"Im fine, just tired," I replied. He paused on packing and came over to the bed to lay down behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and cuddled me. My body soon ended up getting to a decent temperature, as I drifted off to sleep with him in my arms.