Personal Paparazzo (ft. Les Twins)

Good Night

~8~

8:30 pm.
We arrived in Tokyo, Japan. Laurent couldn't wait to get off of the plane.  Then it occurred to me that he is actually afraid of flying.  I felt for bad for taking his calming device but it soon was a... funny experience. As the plane started to descend, Laurent demanded I give him his headphones back. Agreeing, I reached my right hand out to pass him his headphones. He reached his left hand out into the middle aisle while his other hand held on tightly to his arm rest. Right as his hand grabbed the headphones, turbulence shook the plane and Laurent grabbed my hand. I frowned but felt giddy on the inside. I looked at Laurent and his eyes were closed. As we continued to descend back down to earth, any bump or rumble caused Laurent to squeeze my significantly smaller hand. As we touched the ground, his grip loosened and I could feel the blood rush back to my fingers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have touched down in Tokyo, Japan where the time is 8:31 pm. We'll be taxing to the gate for the next few minutes so please remain seated." One of the flight attendants said over the plane intercom.

"I think you can let go now." I said to Laurent as his hand still remained.

"Right." He says ignoring my eye contact and taking his hand and headphones back.

9:02 pm
After getting off of our flight, it took a while to find our luggage. For one, there was a delay with someone else's luggage and it affected the whole flight's luggage. Also, Les Twins supporters kept approaching Laurent and Larry. I was surprised to know they knew a little Japanese. If they didn't know some of the words, their supporters would help them. I took many pictures of their encounters and interactions with other people or one another, for a personal reason.

I thought I would be tremendously tired after the flight but it was the exact opposite. The airport was so different from New York's or any American airport. It smelled different and the signs were different. I undoubtedly took more pictures than I needed.

10:12 pm
Now, we're at the hotel. When we arrived, I could barely walk to our suite because the need to sleep in a bed hit me like a truck.  Larry had to push me on the Bellman cart as well as all of our luggage. Larry started struggling and Laurent helped but that led to them fighting and everything on the cart fell out. Including me. I decided to walk the rest of the way, not being tired anymore.

Our suite is like a house. Each of us have our own room. There's a living space and balcony. A kitchen area and a game room. There are many windows to see the city from. I've taken many pictures of the lights below.  My room is across from the twins' and Eleni's is on the other side of the suite.

I took a shower and put on my sheer sleeping gown. I hear a knock on my door. Not expecting anyone at this time, I tightly wrap my gown around me, as I have nothing on underneath. I open the door to see Laurent.  His eyes widen and he clears his throat. He stands there not saying a word. I cover my chest seeing his eyes gaze on my body.

I roll my eyes, "What do you want?"

"Um, my pants. My sweatpants." Laurent says fixing his face and his familiar blank facade reappears.

"I'll get them. Wait here." I mumble turning around and going into my bathroom.

I grab the folded pants from the bathroom counter. I walk back holding the pants with both hands, forgetting my chest is showing through the sheer material. I hold the pants out for him to take but he doesn't seem to be aware  as his almond colored eyes fill with desire as he stares at my body. During our intense stare down, my eyes happen to glance down his body and land on his pants. I see a bulge forming and my eyes widen. I hurriedly place the pants on his toned chest and gently push him out of the doorway. I turn around to close the door but my hand is held onto Laurent's chest. I gasp as my body is pulled towards his and the latitude between us is closed. Laurent's eyes twinkle with shameless mischief.  I have the need to wrap my legs around Laurent's waist. I have the need to feel his hands roam my body and the need to release an emotion I'm not familiar with. My mind is clouded by it as Laurent's smell clouds around me. I push Laurent from me and back away frowning, covering my partially exposed body.

"Good night." Laurent says smirking and holding up his sweat pants.

He walks away as I stand stuck. I back into my room and loudly close the door with a grimace on my face. I'm angry at myself for letting that happen. What if that was a test? He said he wanted me to be more professional. That's probably why he didn't do anything. He wanted to see if I would make the next move. But I didn't so I shouldn't be worried. Or he just wanted to get some. But I'm not like that and I portrayed that over and over to him and his brother. Whatever. It's late and we weren't thinking straight.

Not knowing how to feel about what just occurred, I slowly move to my enticing bed. I do look magnetic. I only wish I said more. But how could I? If I talked I would have moaned and heightened his self-image. I look at my phone on the stand and think of Akeno. I call her number and hear only two rings before she picks up.

"What is wrong with you?? I've been waiting for you to call since forever!" Akeno yells.

I laugh, "I'm sorry we just got down."

"Liar. Larry said you all got there an hour ago." Akeno says matter of factly.

"Why are you talking to Larry?" I ask with suspicion in my voice. I lay on the bed.

"It's not what you think it's about." I can hear her eye roll through the phone.

"Right." I say shaking my head. "How is it back home?"

"Same old, same old. How is it in Tokyo?" I sigh as my reply.

"Uh-oh. That bad?"

"No. I just got off on a rough start." I think about Laurent.

"Who or what did it?" Akeno asks.

"L-No one. I'm just tired. Tomorrow will be better. I'm sure." I hope not really knowing what tomorrow will have in store for me.

"I hope it is better. I'll let you go sleepy-head. Remember, I'm here. Also don't forget to bring something back for me." Akeno teases already knowing I have to bring something back.

"Never. Night Eno." I blow kisses into the phone.

"Good night."

I hang up trying to forget what happened earlier and remember that I've arrived in Tokyo, Japan.
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Why is Akeno talking to Larry?

Why did Laurent act that way?

Keep reading to find out...

Bisou, bisou😘😘 -KanyuCami