THIRD PERSON POV
It was the first day in Paris for Y/N. She was currently moving boxes into her room so she could unpack her stuff, she has her hair is a mess since she was asleep. Y/N has her own loft room with a window leading to the roof, she was glad that she had some space in her room to have her desk so she could paint.
Y/N was known in her old school for her drawings and paintings because of how unique and creative they are. She was humming along to the music coming from her phone not even noticing her father walked into her room.
END OF THIRD PERSON
I was unpacking my art supplies from one of the moving boxes and setting it on my desk in the corner next to the window. All of a sudden, I feel a pair of hands on my shoulder and jump. "JEEZ!" I turned around to see my dad standing behind me laughing at my reaction. He looked at me with a smile and his voice was gentle like always "Need any help unpacking kiddo?" I smiled at him and shook my head no "No thanks dad, I've got it for now."
My dad nodded and went down the stairs that led up to my room, after a few hours I finished unpacking and took off my shoes laying on my bed just letting the sleep overcome me. As I drifted off I hear my dad coming up the stairs and covering me up giving me a soft kiss on the head "goodnight kiddo"
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The Musician | Luka x Fem! Reader
RomanceWhen Y/N moved to Paris due to her father's new job, she had to get used to the new environment. What will happen when Y/N runs into a certain blue haired male? read to find out
