Amour in Paris {ENGLISH}

London streets

After a long flight filled with anticipation and excitement, Izzy, Frenchie, Marcel, and the rest of the band finally touched down in London, greeted by the city's bustling energy. Stepping out of the airport, they were met by a chauffeur holding a sign with Marcel's name, ready to whisk them away to their luxury hotel.

As they settled into the sleek black car, Frenchie couldn't contain his excitement, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for their London adventure. "Can you believe we're finally here?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with awe.

Izzy grinned, his heart pounding with excitement as he reached for Frenchie's hand, their fingers intertwining in a silent vow of togetherness. "It's going to be amazing," he said, his voice tinged with excitement.

Arriving at the hotel, the opulent surroundings of the lobby greeted them, the air filled with the soft strains of music and the scent of freshly cut flowers. Marcel approached the front desk to check in, while the rest of the band gathered their luggage, excitement building with each passing moment.

As Marcel returned with the room keys in hand, he turned to Frenchie and Izzy with a grin. "I hope you two don't mind sharing a room," he said, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

Frenchie and Izzy exchanged a glance, their hearts pounding with excitement. "Not at all," Frenchie replied, a smile playing on his lips. "We wouldn't have it any other way."

With a sense of anticipation coursing through them, Frenchie, Izzy, and the rest of the band made their way to the elevator, ready to begin their London adventure. And as they stepped into their luxurious suite, their hearts filled with excitement for the journey that lay ahead, they knew that no matter what adventures awaited them, they would face them together, united in love and bound by a bond that could never be broken.

As they settled into their luxurious hotel room, Izzy couldn't shake the feeling of excitement that bubbled within him. The idea of exploring London with Frenchie by his side filled him with a sense of joy that he could hardly contain.

Turning to Frenchie, who was unpacking his suitcase with a smile on his face, Izzy's heart swelled with affection. "Hey, Frenchie," he began, his voice laced with excitement. "How about we start our London adventure with a shower together?"

Frenchie looked up from his suitcase, his eyes meeting Izzy's with a spark of interest. A grin spread across his face as he nodded eagerly. "I think that sounds like a fantastic idea," he replied, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

Izzy's heart skipped a beat at Frenchie's enthusiastic response, a rush of warmth flooding through him. With a shared smile, they made their way to the bathroom, anticipation building with each step.

As they stepped into the spacious shower stall, the warm water cascading over them, Izzy felt a sense of contentment wash over him. Standing beneath the spray of water with Frenchie by his side, he knew that this was exactly where he was meant to be.

With a tender touch, Izzy reached for Frenchie's hand, their fingers intertwining in a silent promise of love and devotion. And as they leaned into each other, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, Izzy knew that no matter where their London adventure took them, as long as they were together, they would always find joy in each other's arms.

After their shower, Izzy and Frenchie nestled into the plush comfort of the hotel bed, the soft sheets enveloping them in warmth. With a contented sigh, Izzy snuggled closer to Frenchie, his head resting against his chest as they settled in for the night.

As they lay entwined in each other's arms, Frenchie began to hum a soothing lullaby from Lady and the Tramp, the gentle melody washing over them like a warm embrace. The familiar tune filled the room with a sense of peace, lulling Izzy into a state of tranquility.