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Harry and Y/n had just arrived in Paris after an 11-hour flight. The hotel room was cosy, and they could see the city lights through the balcony.
Harry was eager to explore the city and suggested they change and then grab dinner. However, Y/n was concerned about the jet lag catching up with Harry. She advised against going out for dinner, fearing he might fall asleep at the table. The thought of Harry's head comically dropping into a plate of pasta made Y/n smile.
Harry squeezed Y/n's waist and promised her that he would be fine. He didn't want to order in and insisted on visiting a nice place. "Please, baby? It's our first night in Paris. Let's go explore," he pleaded with a puppy-eyed gaze.
Y/n was hesitant, but Harry's gaze was too difficult to resist, and she finally agreed. She kissed Harry's nose, saying she would call her Mum to let her know they'd arrived safely and get changed before they headed out.
While Y/n made the call, Harry dozed off on the floor, snoring softly. Y/n couldn't help but admire her sleepy boyfriend for a moment before realizing that their romantic dinner would have to wait until tomorrow. She changed into her pyjamas and kissed Harry's cheek before draping a throw blanket over him. She considered lifting him to his bed, but he was too heavy, and she knew she couldn't do it alone.
"Goodnight, Harry," Y/n whispered before climbing into bed and turning off the lights.
