Mon Chérie

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The curly head feels around for his brunet and surprisingly feels him.

He opens one eye and sees him sleeping peacefully.

Jack pulled him to his chest, making Zach stirr.

"What time is it?" Zach mutters, sleep evident in his voice.

Jack grabs his phone.

"Six. We still have two more hours."

"My jaw hurts." Zach snuggles into Jack's chest and closes his eyes again.

"Mine too." They chuckle.

"Impossible. I'm surprised I can talk."

"Cmon, I'm not that big."

"Bullshit. I'm surprised you didn't resort to doing porn, you would make it in the industry." They laugh.

"Gladly I didn't resort to that or I wouldn't meet you and get one of the best-"

"It was my first, it wasn't that great, you can say it, I won't be mad."

"No baby, you were amazing...and you don't have a gap reflex, which is even better." They chuckle.

"I wanna sleep, but I wanna keep talking to you."

"same." Jack pecks him.

"If we wake up in an hour, wanna have a little walk around the city? We can hold hands, everyone is still sleeping."

"Seems like a plan to me." The curly head kisses his head.

They snuggled up into each other and stayed in silence for a while.

"Jack?"

"Can't sleep either?"

"Let's have that walk."

They get up and lazily put on clothes.

Zach washes his face and puts on one of his beanies.

"I'm gonna steal one of your beanies."

"I already steal your hoodies, so fair enough." Jack pecks his cheek.

They make their way outside the hotel and Jack holds his hand.

"Whats the first stop beautiful?"

"If my memory isn't failing, we're close to the eiffel tower, so maybe the classic picture?"

"Fine by me."

Zach guides him to the eiffel tower, and Jack was lost in thought.

He looks at the brunet for a few seconds.

It's him. He's the man he wants to travel around the world and make sweet, passionate love on the most romantic places on earth.

Just yesterday hearing his soft and desperate moans was music to his ears.

The way he fits perfectly in his arms, his laughter was heavenly, his smile was perfect, the way his eyes light up when he tries something new is just adorable.

He doesn't want anyone else but him.

Zach is the one for him.

"Jack? You there?" The curly head shakes his head and looks at Zach.

"Sorry beautiful, I was lost in thought."

"What were you thinking about?"

"Uhhh...you."

"Me?"

"Yes, silly. My cute, beautiful, talented, sexy, adorable boyfriend."

"Talented? Sexy? Are you sick or something?" Zach puts his hand on Jack's forehead.

"Have you looked at yourself? Those curves are to die for...and that smile could melt glaciars...and you literally can do anything, shit's rare." Zach smiles softly, a blush being prominent on his face.

"You're so cute." Jack pecks his head lovingly.

"You're cuter, specially with the beanie, it looks amazing on you."

Jack smiles softly.

The brunet quickly pecks him and pulls him to get to the tower.

"We're here."

The curly head, takes out his phone and takes some pictures.

He grabs Zach by the waist and pulls him to his chest. The brunet leaned against his shoulder and laid his hand on his chest.

Zach pecks his cheek while he was taking the picture.

"I want you smiling, you have such a cute smile."

They both smile for the picture.

"You look so cute baby." Jack shows him the picture.

***
They return to the hotel where Myta was standing at the door, with a completely pissed look on her face.

"Oh shit."Zach's eyes widen.

"Zachary Dean. You have five minutes to get in the studio."

"Mrs. Herron, it was my idea to-"

"I don't care if it was your idea Mr. Avery. He's paying for it."

"Mr.Herron, please don't-"

"If you- You know what? You're gonna play the piano for him. You'll only stop when I say so."

They get in their room and Zach changes clothes.

"I'm sorry...and don't try to change her mind, I'll do it okay?"  The brunet starts stretching.

They get in the studio where Myta was waiting for them.

"I was nice enough to give you the sheet for the dance of the swans." Zach gulps.

Jack walks to the piano and the brunet stays put on the floor.

The curly head starts playing.

***

"Why did you leave without my permission?"

"Mrs. Herron, it's been an hour and a half. He's going to pass out."

"Speak when spoken too. Zachary answer me."

"I-I wanted to show Jack a bit of Paris."

"Do you know how much kidnappers would ask for you?"

"I wasn't alone!" His leg wobbles.

"I don't care. If you want to leave, you need to ask me!"

"I'm twenty two! I'm an adult! Why do I still have to ask you!?" His leg wobbles again.

"If you wobble one more time, I'll make you dance until you pass out from exhaustion."

A tear slides down from Zach's eye.

"Please don't. I'm sorry okay? I just wanted to experience life for a while. I just wanted to know the city better."

"Mrs. Herron, please, enough is enough."

The woman ponders for a while.

"Dismissed." Zach falls on the floor, with a thud.

Jack immediately runs to him.

"I think he passed out."

"Take him to the room, bathe him and feed him. If you tell anyone about this, I'll discover every dirt you have and make him hate you."

Jack picks him up bridal style and walks to their room.

He lightly slaps his face.

The brunet slowly opens his eyes.

"Hey there beautiful. Can I take off your clothes to give you a bath?"

"What happened?"

"You passed out from all that dancing, don't worry, I got you." Jack takes off the shoes.

"Jack, I don't wanna do this anymore." He starts sobbing.

"I don't want this to be the rest of my life. Please help me."

"I'll help you beautiful, I'll do anything for you."