Honeymoon

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The first time I ever wrote smut, probably one of my best though cause I focused on detail lol. The ever famous honeymoon~ but it's the absolute fluffiest smut possible, I swear it.  o//v//o

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"Finally," I thought as our plane finally landed in Paris, France. Hongbin and I just got married, and due to our common interest in France, decided to honeymoon in Paris.

"Hey Leslie, are you coming?" Hongbin asked as he was waiting for me by the airport door.

"Huh- oh, yeah, sorry sweetie," I smiled sheepishly and followed him into the airport. We got our bags back and waited until we managed to hail one of those damn taxis. We chatted about what we'd like to do while here, but we just couldn't keep our hands off each other. Hugs and kisses here and there, man that driver must've been annoyed... but hey it's our honeymoon, not his, and he's probably seen worse happen.

Once at the hotel, we checked in and made our way to our suite; the honeymoon suite of course. It was on the tenth floor, it was the only room on the top floor other than for a few staff accessible rooms across the building.

The room was a beautiful mix of tan, black and red. Wow, they really went all out with these hearts. Hongbin and I put our bags by the bed and just decided to take a nap because we were jet-lagged. I feel asleep with him hugging me, one arm as my pillow even though I insisted he shouldn't, and the other around my waist, caressing my back and successfully lulling me to sleep along with that gorgeous husky singing of his.

I stirred in my sleep, probably a few short hours later, upon hearing a racket. "Five more minutes, mom," I mumbled groggily, unaware of my surroundings. I perked up when I heard a deep chuckle and realized that nope, Toto we're definitely not in Kansas anymore.

When I sat up to investigate, that's when I noticed it all; the flower petals strewn all across the floor and even on the edge of the king bed, Hongbin sitting in a chair with the guitar he insisted on bringing, and that shy dimpled smile accompanying his nervous eyes.

"I'm glad you're awake," Hongbin said. "You may have guessed what's going on, so feel free to stop me at any time, Les," he took a deep shaky breath and picked up the guitar. I felt flustered and flattered, never before has he tried to become intimate; he waited patiently all these years and tried to plot something romantic. He strummed a familiar tune and my eyes watered as I realized it was yet again that same darned song from the coffee shop the day we met.

"Close your eyes, make a wish; And blow out the candlelight; For tonight is just your night; We're gonna celebrate all thru the night..."

As he sang the song, Hongbin glanced over and smiled shyly, looking at me like I was the most precious thing in the world, and before I realized it, I had a river flowing from my eyes. No, I wasn't crying, my eyes were just sweating... because it was kinda warm.

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