•Departure For Surprise Trip •

"You got all your stuff baby?" He asks. "Yes." I nod. "Are you sure you're going to be okay with being on a plane for twelve hours?" I nod, "I'll be fine." I tell him. "Have you ever been on a plane?" He asks. I start to play with my hair, "Well.. no, I've never been on a plane but it can't possibly be that bad. Honestly, if I was ever on a plane it might've been when I was tiny and I can't remember." We sit in the airport and I can't wait to see where we're going, he still hasn't told me. And everytime a new flight is called I look at him and he'd just smile and lay back. It's around 7:50 am and I'm wondering what time our plane is supposed to leave. "Okay, baby.. I'll give you a hint." He says.

I sit up straight and nod, "Our plane will board in ten minutes." I quickly look up at all the planes leaving at 8, unfortunately.. that doesn't make it any better. There are a couple planes leaving at that time and they're all at different ends of the airport. Be a smart bitch, don't be a dumb bitch. I look around to see the gates we're in front of to see what plane we could possibly be waiting for. I'm sure I look like a dumb duck looking from gate to the flight line up. Then it clicks and I see where we're going, I gasp. He smiles, "We're going to Paris?" I ask him. "You figured me out, I don't win the biggest award for most romantic boyfriend."

I chuckle, "Yes you do, you're the most romantic man I know." I lean into him, gently pulling on the scarf he's wearing. "It's gonna be real cold over there." He explains to me. "That's why you told me to bring a lot of sweaters and jackets." I'm barely putting all of the pieces together. He smiles and nods, I press my lips against his. My chest fills up with excitement when I hear our gate being called, surprisingly a lot of other Koreans are headed over there too. They all look fairly business dressed, so I get the impression it's for work. "Let's go." He says excitedly and I stand up grabbing my small backpack. I grab a hold of his cute soft hand and we walk up to the stewardess who checks our tickets and we're about to go down the long hall to the plane.

I look around like a small curious child, I stare in awe when we walk into the plane and the rows are so nice looking. I don't know why I think that but.. okay. "Our seats are here.. would you like the window seat?" He asks me. "Oh, yes, I want to see everything when we're up in the sky." He smiles and nods. I walk into the little row first and sit down, setting my backpack on my lap as I just look outside at nothing. The runway is visible and a lot of workers are running around or driving carts, there's a light fog but not enough to affect the flight. "You already seem so fascinated." I hear his voice. I nod still looking outside, "Good Morning Passengers this is your pilot speaking, we'll be leaving shortly. So get relaxed, it's gonna be a long ride."

I look up at the ceiling of the plane then automatically look back outside the window. "So like, how long does it take for the plane to take off?" I ask him. "Mmm, like five to ten minutes, they need to make sure that everyone is on the plane." He explains to me. "Oh oh okay." I continue to stare outside.

**

I stare at her nice and long as she waits patiently for the plane to take off so she can look outside, I smile as she looks so excited. And you better believe she was really excited when they told us to put our seatbelts on because the plane would be taking off. She grabs onto my hand and the plane starts down the runway, it gets up to a certain speed before it starts to take off. It's more like being on a ride that goes up for a really long time, she seems to be doing fine and she still looks out the window. When the plane levels out and the light goes on to indicate that it is safe to walk around on the plane and we can take off our seatbelts, I take off my seatbelt and I get comfortable.

"It's so beautiful, I never would've imagined coming on a plane." She explains. I smile and lean back in my seat and watch her. "I'm glad you like it sweet cheeks." I tell her. "It's really great honestly, it's relaxing.", "You'll have to be relaxed for twelve hours." She finally sits back from the window and looks at me, tightening her grip on my hand. "That's okay.. maybe we'll sleep for most of the time.", "You tired?" I ask her. She scoots her head closer to me. "Mm, no.. I'm sort of wide awake from being so excited." She chuckles. "Well, baby, we did wake up at like 6:00 am.", "I know, if you're tired you can sleep." I shake my head.

"Oh no no, I'm not tired. This is in my blood, it's all coming back to me." I explain. "Oh, that's right, you used to do this all the time." I slowly nod, she smiles and looks at my lips. I lean forward and press my lips against hers, her skin is so soft and it tastes so sweet. I'm about to stick my tongue down her throat when she gently pushes me away. "Not here Jimin." She whispers, she knew I wanted to put my tongue in her mouth. "When then?" I ask her. She chuckles and I know it's going to be a completely fucked up answer, "In twelve hours." I let out a breath. "Fine, but we can't even be a part of the mile-high club?" She chuckles and pats my chest.

"You're really funny." She says. "Not even a little fun?" I whisper in her ear. "No." She replies. I stick out my bottom lip in a tantrum. She chuckles and leans against me, "Maybe at the hotel.. I don't know." She whispers. I smile wide and forget about doing it here, on the plane is lame anyways. Oh wow, in the bathroom how exciting.. NOT. Other people are going to have to poop or something, it won't be exciting anyways. "If you're so aroused, then you can go and take care of yourself in the bathroom." She whispers to me. I chuckle, "Don't you think I've done that before?" I ask her and she just smiles. "Then I don't know what to tell you." She chuckles.

"Maybe if you do it for me, it'll be enjoyable." I say really quiet. "Wow, you really want me to touch you don't you? I was thinking myself how boring it would be.", "So doing it with me is boring." I raise an eyebrow. "No, I didn't mean it like that.. I meant that I'd like it better somewhere I can be loud." A smile instantly grows on my face. "Oh I see." I smirk. "Cause I feel like it's not as fun if I have to stay quiet." She stares at me with a small smile. "Oh gosh.. this is going to be the hardest plane ride I've ever been on.", "Really? The hardest? I thought you've done things on a plane before." I stare at her.

"Please don't turn me on right now." I whine in a low voice. Luckily there's a large amount of people talking on the phone in the plane so I'm sure not too many people would hear us dirty talking. "Oh? Turn you on? Whatever do you mean?" I roll my eyes. "Be quiet sweet cheeks, you know what you're doing. Don't make me do something that will get us kicked off the plane." I scold her. She just smiles and lays her legs across my lap, I set my hand on her thigh. I gently rub it and the dirty talk quickly goes away. "So what shall we do it the beautiful place of Paris." I shrug, "I don't know." She lets out a breath.

"Let me guess, you're not going to tell me because it's a surprise." I chuckle. "Sure." She shakes her head and looks up at the ceiling of the plane as she slowly smiled. "Okay Jimin." She then gets close to me and balls up. Her legs stayed on me and she curled into my body. "What do you think the baby will be?" She asks me. "Beautiful, amazing, smart, funny and-", "I meant the gender silly." I smile wrapping my arm around her, my hand rubbing her back. "Mmm, I don't know.. I don't think it really matters. I'll love them so much, just like I love them so much right now."

I press my cheek against her head. "Awe Jimin, are you just trying to hide the fact that you want a boy?" She asks. "Well, if our family turns out anything like mine.. I promise you that we'll have a boy." She looks up at me. "Family." She whispers. I smile. "Yes.. family." She sets her wrist on my shoulder and her fingers massage my ear. "Jimin, I know now's not the time to be talking about this, but are you sure you want to stay around me and this baby? You don't have to, I have a steady job and my friend even said that she'd help me out if you didn't want to stay in the picture. You shouldn't just feel pressured and obligated." I can see why she would ask me this, it's a constant occurrence that men leave women when they get pregnant. But that's not me.

"Of course I want to stay around, that's my baby in there and we made that together." I tell her. "This little alien looking thing is ours." She smiles and runs her thumb over my earlobe, it's very soothing. "You're gonna stay.." She whispers. "Why would I ever want to leave?" I ask. She shrugs. "Isaeli, I'd really appreciate it if you don't beat yourself up all the time for forgetting to take the morning after pill." I tell her. "It's not that I regret this baby, it's just that it could've been avoided. And now you're a dad out of force.", "No, I'm a dad because I'm choosing to stick around. And it's my mistake as well, we know the consequences of unprotected intercourse." I explain to her.

"Just remember sweet cheeks that I'm a big factor of this little one inside you too, I planted that seed." I run my hand up her back and then run it back down. "I love them so much already.." She looks down at her stomach that's still really flat even at two months. Probably because she's so damn skinny. "Me too." I tell her as I set a kiss on her head. "So, I've been doing research that our baby looks like a little shrimp thing." I tell her, causing her to chuckle and look up at me. "Shrimp?" She asks. I nod, "I like shrimp." She comments. I look over her, "Are you hot baby? You're wearing a lot of clothes." She slowly nods and takes off her scarf and coat. She's wearing a plain white long sleeve along with black leggings and little comfortable slip on flats that are apparently called Toms.

I also decided to take off my coat, scarf and beanie, I'm just wearing a navy long sleeve with some black joggers. I really wanted to be comfortable for the flight. "Here." I gently take off her shoes and set them on the floor then pull her against me again. I wrap one arm around her torso and my hand stays on her thigh as her legs are back on my lap. "Tell me about fears you have." She says. I think about it, "I don't think I have any, anymore.", "Anymore?" I nod, "I used to have a whole lot when I was an idol. The fear of not being perfect, messing up, being fat, looking ugly or less attractive than the other members." I nod.

"But now I don't have any." She hums. "That seems really tuff to go through life like that." She tells me. "I know. How about you?" I ask her.

**

The fear of losing Jimin, I think that's my biggest fear. The fear that I'm going to get fat and ugly and he won't want me anymore. That he'll regret staying with me and this baby. That he'll fall out of love for me. That I'll have to poop and I'll get sucked into the toilet.

"Maybe.. spiders." He clicks his tongue. "Spiders aren't scary." I chuckle and set my hand on his chest, drawing little circles on his shirt. "I don't know.. going to hell." I add another one. "Why do you say that?" He asks and I slowly shake my head, not really wanting to think about why I'd go to hell though I'm the one that started to talk about it. "The inevitable." He hums to this one, "Why?" He asks. It's unavoidable that I'm going to get fat, old, saggy and uglier at one point in my life. The youth never stays and I want to know that he'll stay. "It's just.. a thing I've always had a fear of.", "I guess I can see why." I slowly look up at him and he's looking down at my thighs as he also draws little shapes on me. "I think my biggest fear is.." He looks at me.

I shut my teeth close together before I lick my lips, "Losing you." I say. He shakes his head. "No." I just look down at my fingers on his chest. "That's not something you should fear." He tells me. I slowly nod. "Come here." He whispers and I look up at him and he slowly inches closed before I meet him. He kisses my like he means it, and in my heart I know that Jimin would never hurt me.. at least I hope he won't. Promises can be broken and sometimes people can't stick to what they say.. it's inevitable.

**
•12 Hours Later •
-2:00 am Paris

Luckily, I didn't get sucked into the toilet on the plane, and we survived a really long flight. I stare in awe as everything around me, it's beautiful. I mean, it's very white everywhere because of the snow but it's so beautiful. I wonder if there will even be anyone at the hotel Jimin picked out. Since I know a great amount of English, I'm able to talk to people. I use it sometimes at work so I'm okay at talking English. I can tell that Jimin gets a little embarrassed that he doesn't know how to talk English, but I tell him that it's fine.

Luckily we are able to make it to the hotel and I'm able to translate well, Jimin and I relax in our hotel room. I can say that I'm not that tired, that I got a large amount of sleep on the plane. "Jimin, this is so beautiful." I tell him as I roll my small luggage into our room. "I'm really happy you like it." He tells me. I start to take off my coat and scarf, I walk over to the window and look outside. Everything is so beautiful, it's always been a dream of mine to come here. I turn and Jimin sits at the edge of the bed watching me. I close the curtains and walk up to him, "Are you tired?" I ask him, "I got enough sleep on the plane honestly." He says. I smile and wrap my arms around his neck. He smiles before I press my lips against his, and he pulls me against him.

"We have to be quiet." I whisper to him, he chuckles. "I thought it wasn't fun to be quiet." I chuckle. "Yeah, but it's an acception cause we're in Paris." He smirks. "I'm a pro at quiet."

**

I smile at the scenery, the snow fell slowly. "Isn't it beautiful?" I ask. He grabs a hold of my hand. "Not as beautiful as you." I look at him and smile. "You're so cheesy." He grabs my face. "Then I'll give you my cheese." He kisses my lips over and over again. I laugh. "Okay! Jimin!" He laughs and gives me one last kiss. I cling to his arm. "So Jimin, names." I say. He taps his chin. "I don't know." He confesses. I let out a breath and it moves my bangs out of my face. "Same." I pout.

He looks at me. "It's not like we have to think about it right now. We don't know the gender, and it's not even big enough." His hand touches my still flat stomach.

His touch made my skin tingle, my heart pounds. "So, how about we go to that café over there?" He points. I nod and we walk on along the sidewalk toward the destination. The heater defrosts our noses as we walk in. "Bonjour." The lady says at the front desk. "Bonjour." We greet. They take our order and sit at a table near a window. "Snow is usually not a impressive to me, being we see it often in Korea.. but seeing it here, it feels like a wonderland." I tell him. He nods, "I agree." He looks at me as he leans forward. "Jimin." They call him and he runs up to get our order. I smile at the site of my Croissant.

He had his favorite, cinnamon waffles. Our hot chocolates filling my senses with sweet aromas that made my mouth water. I take a sip of my warm beverage, the steam making my face warm once again.

**

I can't look away from her, she's so beautiful. There wasn't anything about her that was imperfect. I blush when her eyes lock with mine. She blinks a couple of times and tilts her head. "What's wrong?" She asks, looking the cutest ever. I chuckle and sip my drink. "Nothing." She frowns. "Jimin, don't lie. I have a booger don't I? The last time you laughed at me I had a booger and I had to hear it from a six year only that told me, 'Ewe you have a booger in your nose.' And I freaked out for something that you could've told me about!" I laugh at her. "No, you don't have a booger." I smile.

She sets down her drink and bites into her pastry. "Then what? Am I funny looking to you?" She asks as she chuckles. I chuckle. "No, I'm just admiring my beautiful girlfriend." I tell her. Her face softens and I see color rise in her cheeks. "Oh.." She looks down at her cup, her thumb running along the rim of the red mug. "You're so sweet Jimin." She looks at me. "And it's not just the pregnancy glow." I add quietly. Her eyes widen. "Pregnancy glow?" She asks. I nod. "Your skin looks softer and a lot brighter." I tell her running my thumb along her cheek. "But I'm only two mon-" I press my finger on her lips. "You have the glow." I laugh.

"Can we get up close and personal with the Eiffel Tower? I want to take lots of pics." I nod and she smiles. We take our time in the warmth, I take my time drinking my warm beverage and we talk about more things like I ask about how she's been feeling these two months being pregnant. "I don't really know, since they don't move around yet so.. it just feels like my uterus is full. And sometimes I get cramps." She explains. "Awe." I frown. "Well.. I don't mind it too much because I know that our baby is growing, and that's all that matters to me." She smiles, and it makes my heart start pounding a lot.

Once we're done, we head out of the Café. We admire the snow, how the streets looked magical like we were apart of a dream. "Wow! Jimin!! Look!" She screeches to the sight of the eiffel tower not far from the bridge we've found ourselves on. "Izzy.." I clear my throat. She has the biggest smile in the world on her face. "Yes Jimin?" She asks. I smile nervously, I step forward. "You know that I love you, more than anything in the whole world." She nods.

I take her hands in mine, warming them with my thumbs. "Isaeli.. There's something about you that I know I'll never find in another woman." I clear my throat.

**

I start to get a weird feeling in my stomach.

"You've taught me that I'm enough, that I'm not too broken to love and receive love or too broken for you most importantly. You've healed me and you've helped me change in a really good way, for me to be worthy of taking care of our child and taking care of you." My heart pounds in my chest, I can feel his hands fidgeting. "Never have I seen a beauty like yours, the ability to make me smile with the weird things you say and how you make me feel everyday."

I smile, my eyes starting to water as I've realized why he's brought me here. "Isaeli, my heart throbs only for you, all of me is yours. My love is only yours, and I know that if I don't do this, I'll regret it for the rest of my life." He stuffs his hand into his pocket and kneels down. "Han Isaeli, will you make me the most happiest man in the world and be my always?"

He opens the small box in his hand that revealed a ring. I wipe my eyes and nod, gosh dang it.. I'm so emotional. "Yes! Yes Jimin! Yes!" I tell him without hesitation, he stands up and I hug him tightly kissing his lips over and over again. "I love you so much." I tell him. He smiles as I continue to kiss his face, his arms wrapping around me gently and we share a passionate kiss. "Can I put the ring on you now?" He laughs. "Oh!" I stop and step back. He grabs my left hand and slips the ring on my finger. "I love you." His words like sugar on my tongue. He kisses me this time, long and soft. How can I not feel the love? And we're in one of the most romantic places in the world, Paris.

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