"We're in Paris!" Zayn whispered.
He walked–almost ran–around the buildings like a child in candy store. There was a big, big smile on his face. It was only succeed to make Liam smiling fondly at his lover's child like behavior. Zayn snapped some pictures with their camera before walking into the museum, with Liam following behind.
"These are so beautiful!" He admired every painting on the wall, dragging his husband along to see the paintings closely. "I will never be able to paint like these.." He mumbled to himself, frowning.
"You don't need to." The taller lad caressed his cheek. Zayn looked up at him, "I think I started taking an interest in drawing since you told me of how much I love art. And see? People are happy to see beautiful paintings! So, I want to paint something that would make people smile at it." He proudly explained.
Liam chuckled, "you already are beautiful."
Zayn took a step back and put a hand to his heart, "awe.." he smiled shyly. He then linked his finger with Liam's bigger one. They continued their walk to please themselves with many other kind of masterpieces.
"Liam, stay there." Zayn walked a few steps away from him. His husband furrowed his eyebrows but remained to stay right at the spot where he was standing. Zayn lifted their camera up,
"No, Zayn–" Liam was cut by the clicking sound of the camera.
Someone tapped Zayn on his shoulder, "Sir." He looked up at the man who was so much taller than him, wearing black uniform with 'security' word sewed to his chest pocket. "I'm allowed to take a picture in this area, right?" He searched for the 'no pictures allowes' sign to make sure he was not mistaken for reading it the other way.
"Yes, Sir. But are you alright? You've been talking to yourself since you got in here." The security guard talked with worry in his voice. 'Is this man okay?', 'is he an art-theft?', 'does he wear an earpiece?', were all the thoughts running in the security guard's head, as he looking at Zayn up and down, made sure if he was only an ordinary tourist.
Zayn froze and stared at him with wide eyes. "Sir?" The security guard waved his hand hesitantly in front of the shorter lad's face. Zayn blinked his eyes a few times before looking around. "Leave me alone, please." He whispered.
"I thought you were talking on the phone, but you don't seem holding a cellphone or having earpho-"
"I'm with my husband." Zayn pushed the security guard out of his way lightly then ran out of the museum, as fast as he could. Only to finally stopped to sit on a bench out there.
"No, no, no," He panted. "This can't be real."
Zayn was shaking, he held his camera out. He clicked the power button on top of his camera, looking for the last picture taken by him previously. He clicked another button this time to open the file, to see the photo clearer. But it only made him gasp.
Liam was not in the picture.
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I Know Places - Ziam AU
FanfictionOnce Zayn and Liam were husbands. They used to be travellers and visited many places around the world. Unfortunately, they were separated from an airplane accident and forced to take a break from their five years marriage. Liam was missing. Zayn had...
