Hot Spot ~ Tronnor AU

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After both of us sitting at the kitchen table for an hour on our laptops we decided it was time to actually pack the suitcases. Because we travel together often we have a list taped to the mirror in the bedroom with everything that HAS to be packed. Then we come to agreements together on anything else we are wanting to bring. We have used this technique for so many years that it's has just become habit to always follow. After a couple of hours of running all over the apartment, we finally finish packing and pushed our bags up to the front door. Troye picked out black skinny jeans and a yellow sweater to wear to the airport and I put on some blue jeans and a white and red stripped t-shirt. As I walk to the front door I grab Troye's hand and pull him along with me. We packed the trunk, drove to the airport listened to radio music in a comfortable silence, and got through the security with a couple hours to spare before the flight.

"I'm kinda hungry, Con. Do you want me to get you something or are you ok?"

"I am hungry but I don't know what I want so I will just go with you." I look up at him, since I am sitting in one of the chairs and he is standing right in front of me. He grabs my hand to pull me up, then laces his fingers with mine. As Troye is pulling me through the crowd of people I see a girl pointing her phone at us. Nothing new really. I have gotten very use to it.

"Troye that girl is taking pictures of us, we should talk to her." I pull his arm a bit to change directions. I love meeting and talking to fans. It never gets old to me.

"Which one? That one in the purple scarf?" I turn around a bit to get a better look.

"Yea her, lets go! We can get food in a minute because I know that's what you are thinking about."

We meet up with the girl in the purple scarf and talk for a bit, take lots of selfies, and laugh at Troye's awkwardness. He was literally asking things like 'where do you live' instead of 'where are you from'. Things like this is why I love him more and more everyday. After we got our food and went back to the seating area, we decided to make a plan for the airplane ride. I decided I wanted to finish reading five more chapters in the book I was reading before falling asleep. Troye decided he was going to organize some touristy things to do when we get to Paris.

"It's not our first time in Paris, we don't need to do all of these things." I say pointing to his laptop screen.

"I thought it would be fun!"

"It would but I want to have at least one day to relax and not be running around on a tight schedule."

"Ok fine I will take some stuff out." He looks at me from the corner of his eye before going back to his laptop. I roll my eyes and playfully push him away from me. All this fun and the plane hasn't even started.

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As we walk into the hotel, with bags rolling behind us, we realize how cute and homey it is. There is a little lounge area to the left with chairs and couches around a fireplace, a full size kitchen with a large dining area, and bathrooms that are shared by all guests instead of having one per room. That last one might be gross to some but to me it makes it feel more like home.

We walk upstairs, now carrying our luggage, and down the hall to the right.

"First door! Yay!" I say as we walk up to the big wood door at the start of the hall.

"You are such a dork." Troye says almost laughing. I walk into the room and throw all my stuff on the floor by the dresser.

"Darn, I feel so insulted right now." I sarcastically say with a side smile. Troye rolls his eyes and walks over to me, wrapping his arms around my body in a lazy hug.

"I'm going to bed, I promised Emma I would perform a show tomorrow night so I need rest." He places a kiss on my temple before pulling away and flopping onto the bed still in skinny jeans.

"So that's why we are here. So you can perform more shows?" I wasn't mad, just a little suprised. He never did tell me why he had to come here so suddenly, but I like to watch his shows so I am fine with it just being another trip for his job.

"No. I mean yes, but I purposely booked more days than needed so that we can explore the town and truly have a good time. I didn't want this to be just another boring business trip." He stated with his head resting up on his hand. He looked up at me and let his head fall back onto the bed. "I really am tired though."

"Ok Troye boy go to bed. I understand. You should probably change though. I don't think that will be comfortable." He made a groaning sound and got more comfortable on the bed. "I'm going to go take a shower. I want to see you in different clothes when I get back, or at least with your shoes off." He nodded with his eyes closed so I know that he heard me.

As I was walking back to the room after the shower I already knew what I was going to see. Troye asleep in his converse and jeans. And that's exactly what happened.

"Aw Troye baby, sleep well." I curled up next him and fell sleep to the sound of him breathing.