bora bora

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"holy shit," i mutter as i drop my bags on the floor beside ethan's and my hotel bed. "this room is so nice."

"only the best for my princess," ethan scoops me up in his arms.

he kisses my lips passionately as he opens the sliding glass door leading to the balcony.

he sets me down gently and i lean against the railing.

ethan stands beside me with his arm wrapped loosely around my waste.

i feel someone watching me and i immediately know it's ethan's intense stare.

"what?" i giggle, turning to look at my boyfriend.

"you're gorgeous," he kisses me again.

my blush is darker than the fiery magenta sunset that stood before us.

"ooo let me get the camera," ethan rushes away excited.

i laugh at him lightly before turning back to the pink and purple sky.

ethan comes jogging back, camera in hand.

he flashes me a beautiful, bright smile as he switches it on.

he wraps an arm around me, pulling my back against his chest and flips the camera towards us.

"what's up guys!" ethan shouts. "we're back."

he pauses for a second.

"well, i'm back with y/n. and we're in a very special place right now on a very special vacation," he smiles.

he pokes my hip lightly, letting me know to say where we are. "we're in bora bora for our one year anniversary!" i yell.

"we just got to our suite and we're currently watching the sunset," he flips the camera around, focusing it on the mix of colors.

"we're going to be doing a different kind of video this week," he turns it back to face us.  "y/n and i wanted to document our trip, but we didn't really wanna vlog it because we want some alone time, buttttt," he drags. "we will film a video montage to show you some of the highlights," he grins.

"okayyyy go," he points to the side to indicate a transition.

he switches off the camera and places it on the table beside us.

"let's go test out the bed," he whispers, kissing the shell of my ear.

he scoops me up once more and runs back into our room.

the next day

"good morning," i stroke ethan's hair as i film his sleepy face.

"hey princess," he pulls my body to his, causing me to drop the camera to the side.

i smile widely, kissing his soft, plump lips.

"get up, sleepyhead," i mumble against his lips. "we've got some adventuring to do."

i grab ahold of his hand and tug him out the cushioned bed.

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