Team 10 Imagines

Tristan Tales - Hot Tub

You and Tristan had been together for two years to be exact, and for your second year together, you both decided on a trip but outside of the USA. It was debatable on where you both wanted to go but the final decision ended up being a vacation to Paris. It was a long flight but it was well worth it.

"It's so beautiful here." You told Tristan as you glanced over your balcony. From your room you had a small glimpse of the Eiffel tower which made it so much more romantic. Tristan wrapped his arms around you from behind.

"For the first time, I'm agreeing with you." He kissed your cheek. On your balcony was a hot tub, that was just bubbling and heating up so you could get it in and have a relaxing night.

"I'm getting in to that thing right now." Tristan announced rushing over to it, the look on his face when he got in was priceless. He looked like he was in heaven. 

"You know it's slightly breezy when you're stood over there, but I kid you not Y/N, this is what I call a good life." He pointed out making you giggle.

"I will join you as soon as I have our champagne!" You squealed running into the hotel room and pouring the alcohol into the two posh glasses.

"For you sir." You said in a posh British accent, handing over his drink.

"Thank-you madam." He laughed as you got in with him, it really did feel quite nice. 

"This is the life!" You shouted with not a care in the world.

"Sure is babe, and do you know what I was just thinking?" He asked taking a sip.

"What would that be?" 

"In about a year maybe two maybe sooner, I see us, getting married here." He smiled, your stomach erupted in butterflies.

"You know, that wouldn't be such a bad idea." You grinned scooting over and giving him a kiss.