Dating the Player {SoarinDash fanfic} (REWRITING)

22: Pont des Arts

Rainbow Dash's POV

"Have fun you two!" Mrs. Blaze said, waving at us as we walk away from the bakery.

"See you later, mom!" Soarin said and went on with me. "So," Soarin shoved his hands in his pockets. "Where do you want to go?"

"Why don't you take the lead?" I said. "I don't know anything about Paris."

"You didn't even research?"

"Nope."

"Well, I know a place. Come on!" He took my hand and we started running.

"This better not be the Eiffel Tower!"

"Don't worry. I won't take you to that place yet."

After a while of this, we finally came to a stop. I looked up and saw a pyramid like building. "This is the Louvre Museum. I know you think museum is for eggheads but you've got to see this!"

~ Time Skip ~

"How do you like it so far?" Soarin asked before drinking his hot chocolate.

"It's great!" I smiled. "I never really get to travel since I really didn't have much money for traveling and my parents wouldn't allow it. Until now."

"Well, it gets lonely once in a while, especially when your parents have to work."

"Yeah..." I took another sip of my hot chocolate. Man, it feels so good, especially when it's winter.

After a short visit to the Lourve museum, we went to Champ Elysées or Arc of Triumph, Notre Dame Cathedral and Montmartre. It's pretty tiring but worth it.

Suddenly, I felt light weight around my shoulders. I looked and saw a blue scarf covering my neck. "Got that for you earlier this morning," Soarin said then winked.

"T-thanks..." I said, knowing that I'm blushing. I just hope he assumes it's from the cold. People are blind, right?

"We're here, Dash." I looked up and saw a bridge. A lot of padlocks were on the railings. I took a closer look at a few of them and found so many names. "This bridge is Pont des Arts. Or, love locks."

"Love locks?"

"You saw that there are names in each padlock, right? Well, it's a romantic gesture. People get to write their first names on the padlock, attach it there somewhere, and throw the key to the Seine  below. Although they stopped doing it since the bridge couldn't really take anymore padlocks."

"Why do they do it, though?"

"Paris is what they call a city of love, Dash."

"Oh."

I just leaned on the railings, enjoying the wind blowing through my face. I took another sip from my drink until it's finally gone. "I got that." Soarin took the cup out of my hands and threw it on the trash can.

Man, I never really thought I'd enjoy exploring Paris. I wasn't really interested in all those lovey dovey stuff, especially since I'm standing where people used to lock their love into the bridge. Rarity would be overjoyed if she were to visit Paris. Traveling feels like you're fre. Well, kinda. There's still a few rules you need to follow.

I felt Soarin went beside me and leaned on the railing too. I could sense his eyes staring at me. "What?" I asked.

"Just enjoying the view."

Why must he be so freaking cheesy? And why am I feeling giddy in all this cheesiness?

He put his arm around me and got closer. I'm trapped under his touch. I didn't move. I want to stay like this. I don't want to move.

I felt his head rest on my shoulder. I blushed from the proximity. "S-Soarin..."

"Yeah?"

"T-too close..."

"We're closer when we kiss, Dash."

"I-I'm just not used to it."

"Then I'll make you get used to it."

He wrapped both of his arms around my chest and rested his head on my right shoulder. We stayed like that for a while until he whispered something in my ear, his hot breath tickling my ear.

"Je t'aime, mon amour."

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A/N: Just had a small idea. I had no idea what to write next but this suddenly came to my mind.
I didn't want to leave you guys hanging for another few months on hiatus. I hope you guys don't mind it being short.

Thanks to Miraculous Ladybug and Wiki, I knew only a little bit of places in Paris now. My favorite one is Pont des Arts, even though I hadn't been able to travel to Paris.

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