Adore Delano Imagines/One Shots

Amsterdam part 2

"How much longer do we have left?" Danny asks through a yawn stretching out. His chestnut hair half tied up and half dropping at his shoulders. His green eyes glistened as he pouted his plump lips clearly looking for affection, he's always extra lovable when he's tired.

"5 hours" I say examining my bright iPhone lockscreen followed by pecking him on the lips which resulted in a smile growing on his face.

"Why don't we watch a movie together to kill time, play it at the exact same time on both of our screens?" I suggest while scrolling through the categories of movies as Danny rested his head on my shoulder, watching the screen.

"Oooh dude they have Beetlejuice, we're so watching it" he eagerly tapped the screen. I couldn't say no, his love for 80s horror movies is so adorable.

4 and a half hours later, the flight attendant made an announcement saying we're flying over Amsterdam and we're to land in 20 minutes. Both Danny & I gaze out the window at the vast, flat and green landscape surrounding the runway. A talkative cab driver drove us to our hotel in the centre of Amsterdam. "I recommend you take a bicycle tour around the city, best way to feel like a local" he encouraged in a strong Dutch accent.

We arrived at our hotel right in the centre of and headed out right away to explore. We immediately fell in love with the city. The sky got bluer and bluer by the minute and the sun shone brightly. It looked like an old painting, but real, from the cobblestone streets, to the canals, the bicycles & the quaint coffee shops. Leafy green trees surrounded the canals in a row, shedding millions on tiny petals onto the surface of the water, almost like a blanket.We strolled hand in hand through the charming streets, filled with little craft stores of  painted porcelain plates & cafes until we finally decide to head to the red light district.

7:30pm and the sun has set, as the sky is painted a dark shade scattered with twinkling white stars. We become in contact with glass enclosed women lit by bulbs more hot pink than red. Each woman shares at least a resemblance with the next, wearing lace undergarments & lingerie, posing for viewers with one hand pressed against the pane of glass, the other hand diddling inside the front waistband of her panties. We attempt to maneuver the street brimming with clusters of intoxicated straight men until we come across a weed cafe. The place was brightly illuminated with a light sign saying "420 Cafe"

"mmm this is our place to be" Danny says biting his lip and leading me inside by the hand.

The place is a total hippie pad, with a never ending supply of weed, pre rolled joints, every strain of kush you could dream of, cocktails, beer & a variety of space cakes. Danny honestly looks like he's about to explode with excitement.

"What would you like babe?" I ask him walking over to the counter.

"Hmm.. I know this sounds crazy but could we get one joint of everything?" He pleads pouting & wrapping his arms around my waist. He knows damn well I can't resist when he pouts.

"When in Rome I guess" I say swiping my credit card against the machine.

We sit cross legged on a silky cushioned area with Indian tapestry hanging on the walls. An infinite thick line of smoke spills  from an Incense burner infusing the room with the smell of lavender & sandal wood. Danny lights up a joint, exhales a puff of cloudy smoke & passes it to me. Contentment & bliss wash over me after a few drags and I start to feel warm inside.

The journey back to the hotel is a haze. We laugh at the stupidest shit when we're high. We literally laughed at the word yoghurt for about 20 minutes straight until Danny joins both our hands in the elevator & he's kissing me. Once, twice, until I've had a taste and realize I'll never have enough. He's everywhere up my back and over my arms and suddenly he's kissing me harder, deeper. We stumble into our room as he starts unbuttoning my shirt as with his. His tongue slips inside my mouth, gentle but demanding. My fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer as I know it's his weakness. He lets out a moan, pushes me backward and we're laying on the bed.

"I love you" he whispers into my ear while trailing kisses down my neck