Amorous

Reality

Elena's P.O.V.

I felt his cold hand grazing my cheek, waking me up from my nap. My head hurt a bit and my throat was kinda sore.

"We're almost here babe."

I just sleepily nodded my head and stretched my hands up in the air. I yawned and took the water bottle that was in front of me, taking a large sip. I looked outside the small window next to me, Paris was beautiful and breath-taking. It was simply just so beautiful, like nothing I had ever seen in my life.

This is the first time I'm visiting Europe and it seems pretty amazing. The flight attendant informed us over the speaker that we should put our seat belts on because we will be landing soon. The turbulence wasn't so bad but a lot of people around me were closing their eyes and holding on to the arm holders. I am really glad that I don't have this kind of fear because I hope that I'll travel the world one day.

I gathered my things and put them inside my pockets, making sure not to forget anything. The luggage procedure was a pain in the ass but we eventually got everything and Yoongi hailed a taxi after we got outside the large airport.

"Are you ready for this?" - he looked at me, carrying all of our things, struggling because of the weird handle of his small suitcase.

"I think so. I am really excited."

"You should be. I mean, we are in Paris, the city of love. Isn't that, like, what all women want?"

I nodded my head even though I got pissed off because of his statement. I don't think he'll ever understand that I'm really not like the rest of them. I only want love, I don't need expensive gifts, dresses, cars or anything. I just want love and affection. He was normal just a year ago, I don't know what the hell happened to him.

The taxi arrived, Yoongi and the driver took the bags and put them in the trunks as I got inside. We drove for almost half an hour and I really enjoyed the view from the small window. The streets were beautiful, everything was so new to me and I couldn't close my mouth from the shock.

The hotel was located near the city center which was absolutely amazing and practical. He payed the driver and I waited for him to take the bags. I stood next to him while he arranged everything at the reception.

The hotel was really beautiful and the staff was really amazing. They already took our bags and transported them to our room. We got to the elevator and Yoongi pushed the button with the number 8 on it. The ride took a few minutes while we exchanged a couple of short kisses and smiles.

Yoongi's P.O.V.

After we've settled in, I decided to go and take a shower while she made our tour plan. She was extremely happy and I was glad that I finally did something right. Hopefully, Joon and his men did all the work back home cause I don't think I can handle any of that shit anymore.

I asked her to change her mind and to join me which she declined because of the schedule and that stupid cast of hers. I'll have her tonight, I don't fucking care about the cast, I'll make it work. I haven't touched her skin for so long, we barely kiss and I can't stand that. It's hard to get used to this, because our sex life was amazing before.

While I was taking a shower, I shaved and put on a nice perfume 'cause I know how much she loves it. I have to do everything in order to keep her around me, I need her and her money. Sometimes, that one glimpse of remorse hits me but I neglect it because I love myself more.

When I exited the shower I took the first towel that was hanging on the wall. I wrapped it around my waist, without wearing underwear, knowing what will happen when I get back in the room. I took my things and carried them with me.