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City of Love

Jimin has always wanted to travel and see the world with his beautiful husband, but he never expected to go to the one place he's always wanted to go to show up in pamphlet form on his pillow later that evening. When Jimin climbs out of the shower after stimulated lovemaking in the kitchen, he notices the pamphlet laid out beside his passport and a note.

Jiminie my love,

I've already informed your boss about your whereabouts and why you'll be needing a week's vacation. He's told me you've never had a break- which we'll discuss later. As for now, I need you to pack and be ready to leave for our anniversary honeymoon by 2 pm.

Love you babydoll,

Yoongi Xx.

Jimin smiles in excitement as he picks up the pamphlet to Paris and his passport before giggling out, "Oh my god, Yoongi!" He's going to his dream destination with the love of his life for a solid week, not having to worry about manuscripts or his husband disappearing for another solid year. It would just be the two of them in the city of love.

Jimin is quick to pack his clothes into a suitcase before dressing himself in leggings and a long flowy shirt Yoongi got him on their honeymoon that he wore when it was warm outside. He felt jittery yet nervous about their trip. What places would they discover in Paris? Jimin has always wanted to go to the Eiffel Tower with Yoongi, especially at night.

There was a knock on the door that had Jimin jumping around to see Yoongi smiling fondly at his Buscan husband. "You ready to go, baby?" Yoongi asks as he glances down at his watch before glancing back up at his lover. Jimin grins and gives him a nod before running over to his Daegu husband, kissing him lovingly in the form of a thank you.

The kiss was slow and passionate, tongues moving together in a fluent dance. Yoongi is the first to pull away before grumbling softly in Jimin's ear, "If we don't leave now, I'm going to fuck you senseless and we will miss our flight." Jimin giggles before turning around to grab his suitcase. When he turns back around, he announces, "Let's go!"

The flight to Paris was long, but not long enough. The typical airplane films played through Jimin and Yoongi's headphones, but they dozed off into a deep slumber. Their hands were intertwined between them while their heads leaned against each other. They were two peas in a pod, one couldn't function without the other- they are the perfect couple. Neighboring passengers softly coo at how adorable the husbands look and the boys continue to sleep softly, dreaming about each other and their adventure in Paris.

When the plane landed in Paris and their luggage was packed in the back of a taxi, the two husbands begin to make their way to their hotel, which according to Jimin's pamphlet, was the biggest and most beautiful hotels of Paris- it even had a beautiful view of the tower that was shining brightly in the night horizon.

"This place is beautiful," Jimin whispers to Yoongi without peeling his eyes away from the window, where he was watching the brightly lit Eiffel Tower. Yoongi smiles softly before whispering, "I knew you would like it." Leaning over, the Daegu producer kisses Jimin's neck softly and gently rubbing his hand up Jimin's thigh, feeling the felt leggings the petite was wearing.

Jimin moans softly as he places his hand on top of Yoongi's and tilts his head slightly to give the elder more room. "I can't wait to get you back to our room, mon amour. You look absolutely stunning." Jimin blushes as he turns to look at his husband lovingly before leaning over to kiss him softly.