~~Cause who would have thought that Heartbreaks and Healing can go hand in hand together .
When Beomgyu , a freshly single and heartbroken guy meets Taehyun , too hot and sarcastic for his own good typa guy in the middle of the city of love . Chao...
" Bonjour bienvenue à Paris !! " [ Welcome to Paris !! ]
Beomgyu squealed in surprise and loosened his grip on his suitcase to raise his arms defensively when a bunch of city's tour guides and taxi drivers huddled around him , screaming enthusiastically to capture raven hair's attention as soon as he set a foot outside the airport .
' Oh , they are not attacking me . ' Beomgyu realised soon enough when the all the French men simply greeted him a warm welcome in a language unknown to him . Beomgyu managed a smile that looked more like a grimace and awkwardly blurted out the only French word that he had learnt ,
" Bonjour Bonjour !! Hahaha...ha..?"
This seem to encourage the other men as the smile on their faces brightened up and they started chatting animatedly in French but Beomgyu never understood a single fucking word rolling out from their tongues .
" Hey ....hi guys . Well actually I don't like speak French because I am from South Korea ...?"
Beomgyu gulped nervously when all of them stopped blabbering and glared confusingly at him. One of them , an Italian man with deep blue eyes stepped in front and muttered in an inquiring tone , " Korea ??"
"Yeah , you know Korea ? Like BTS ...Gangam style Korea , not Kim Jong Un Korea guys . You know what I'm saying.... "
Oh my god , will these guys think he is a North Korean Spy or something , Beomgyu thought. His heart dropped when that blue eyed italian marched away and disappeared away in the sea of tourists . Beomgyu blinked once and then twice before his face twisted into a mixture of shock and fear . Fuck , that italian is going to call the cops on him isn't it . He is going to get fucking arrested ahhhhh .
"Excusez-moi .... please I'm not a spy . " Beomgyu pleads but stops , furrowing his eyebrows when he saw the blue eyed man walking towards them with a pretty smile plastered over his face .
He was dragging somebody along with him , a blonde haired guy , the man was a foreigner like him by the looks of it . And talking about looks , gosh this foreigner dude was showered in it . Like a greek god , Beomgyu wondered .
He had huge carmel coloured eyes that were sparkling like the brightest start of this fucking universe , like a child. But he carried himself like a man though , a fucking hot man . The hot guy raked his fingers carelessly through his blonde locks and shoved his hands inside his jackets's pockets . His rosy lips were curled into a thin line , his expressions bored carrying an air of nonchalance around him .
'Definitely his type ....no scratch that . Not anymore , he is over cool hot guys now . Cool hot guys got him in trouble . ' Beomgyu decided while simultaneously trying not to drool as the hot guy's cool gaze landed on him . Oh damn ....
Beomgyu breath hitched inside his throat and his insides fluttered when their eyes locked . He mentally slapped himself for thirsting over this guy after having an eye contact for like what ... 2 seconds . He didn't believe in shit like love at first sight , fuck he had lost his faith in the whole concept of love .
That was the sole reason he came to Paris in the first place actually , to recover from his stupid heartbreak , not to start crushing on the every single hot guy of this world and then falling for them . But who wouldn't fall for a face like that , the man was absolutely stunning except there was a deep scowl present on his face .
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