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the rooftop - five

a/n - please vote!

y/n's head was on olivia's chest as they both looked at her laptop as they laid in bed. "first off, where do you wanna go?" olivia asks. "i don't know," y/n says. "come on, y/n. this is all you. you pick where you wanna go, what to do, where to stay," olivia says. "i don't know, liv," y/n says again. olivia starts to have doubts. she was really adamant about this holiday, she didn't really think if y/n genuinely wanted this.

olivia pauses, looking down at y/n, even though she couldn't see her whole face. "y/n... do you wanna do this? i feel like i was so determined and excited that i didn't really consider if you wanted to do this with me," olivia says, "if you don't want to, we don't have to. please just tell me, because i don't wanna do something you're not comfortable with or you don't wanna do." olivia and y/n stay in silence for a few seconds, and olivia's heart rate starts to get higher every silent second passes.

"paris," y/n decides.

two days later, y/n knocks on aunt may's door, looking around. the door opens, and y/n smiles at her. "hi, y/n!" may exclaims, pulling y/n into a comforting hug.

"we booked the trip, that's in... exactly a week," y/n says to her as they have homemade lasagna in the living room. "and how long are you going for?" may asks. "a... month, i'm pretty sure," y/n says, "four and a half weeks." "that's a long time, y/n. but you need it. you're stressing yourself out with this whole spider-woman thing," may says, lightly pushing y/n's shoulder. "i know," y/n says, "i'm glad i'm going with her. if it goes well, then you can come along next time." "good to know," may says, "how is olivia? we haven't talked about her in a bit. i'm really liking her so far, y/n!"

"i'll never forget when you told me, you said 'usually i'm... fucked up, anxious, too much, but i'll love you like you need me to'," olivia takes the time to breath as she hears the backing track of her sing a 'imperfect for you', before continuing, "'messy, completely distressed, but i'm not like that since i met you'." olivia steps away from the microphone, looking at dan for validation. "perfect, liv," dan smiles. olivia smiles proudly. 

songs have been flowing out of olivia lately. songs about y/n and y/n only. olivia had told dan everything about y/n, and dan was so shocked that olivia was talking to her. olivia was still shocked. but dan could tell that olivia was really starting to fall in love with her, through her song lyrics and the way her eyes lit up when she talked about y/n.

y/n pulls olivia's suitcase with one hand, the other hands pulling hers. "i feel bad you're pulling my suitcase around," olivia says. "it's no problem, liv, remember?" y/n subtly reminds olivia that these suitcases weighed nothing to her.

olivia glances at y/n as she stares out the window, fifteen minutes into the flight. this was the first time y/n's been on a plane. olivia smiles, taking out her phone and taking a picture of y/n and the airplane window.

by the time y/n and olivia arrive in paris, it was night time there. they were both exhausted, thank god. y/n admires the city as she watches out the car window as olivia drives. olivia smiles as she sees y/n bring her digital camera out, taking a picture of the view. "i didn't know you were a photographer," olivia says. "yeah, i worked at the daily bugle as a photographer," y/n says. "oh my god, no way! you worked for j. jonah jameson?!" olivia asks, laughing. "yep," y/n smiles, "not my proudest moment, he was still a dick to me- and everyone."

olivia's been here for tour. but to be in the city of love with the person she was falling in love with was one of the best feelings in the world.

"wow," y/n whispers as they walk into their hotel suite. let's just say that since it was y/n's first ever holiday, they decided to go all out. they didn't want to leave, it hasn't even been two hours.