❝French Love❞
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WITH CURIOUS EYES AND A THROBBING HEART, I tugged on my mask, glancing over at Jungkook. He blankly stared at the map in front of him-he didn't even seem much interested in coming on a vacation with me.

Anyway-I didn't tell him to come with me, he chose to do so on his own will, so he has to suffer. Why should I feel guilty, I didn't do anything wrong. I shrugged to myself, leaning back on the couch in the lobby. People randomly walked by us, it wasn't like he was not famous in Paris-he was just putting on a mask.

Why is hiding his identity so important though? It should be nice if someone wants to see you all day long, I would definitely love it. Although I didn't understand what the people were saying, their language was quite fascinating to me.

Jungkook sighed, closing the map. "Where do you want to go?" He turned to me. I raised my brows as I faced him-he cares about my choice?-my eyes stared into his coffee brown ones, I glanced down at the map in his hand.

"A-Anywhere is fine." I stuttered, looking away from him. He rubbed his eyes together. "What about a bar?"
I narrowed my eyes-All the way to Paris just to go to a bar, no way-I shook my head, he raised his brows in amusement. It was like the first time I even disagreed with him.

"Then?" Jungkook mocked, getting annoyed. I looked around, "Ah, museum." I grinned, he tilted his head. "Museum?" He tugged at his bottom lip. "Yes, Louvre Museum." I said, oddly enough, my pronunciation wasn't very bad since he understood me quite well.

"What a choice you have." He quietly mumbled to himself, a man came up to us, dressed formally in a black suit, he grinned to Jungkook, "partout où vous voulez aller?" He spoke up, Jungkook glanced at me, before nodding his head lightly.

"Louvre Museum." He replied to the man, I didn't quite understand their conversation, "c'est un bon endroit à visiter." The man nodded with a grin, before walking away.

Jungkook got up from his seat, making me follow him. "We could just go to a bar though." He shrugged, I ignored him-what an arrogant man-I followed him out of the building.

I paused at the sight of a limousine-are you kidding me?-I thought, my mouth gaping. I rubbed my forehead in annoyance,

He's a total show-off!

I followed him in, pissed off. He leaned back on his seat, closing his eyes. I secretly glared at him, rolling my eyes.

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Inside the large museum, my amusement raised, it was just so amazing. The ceiling design was just perfect, according to the board, it was established in 1793, it's absolutely amazing how they Kept it even after so many years.

Jungkook didn't seem much interested though-and I didn't care. Should I? I don't think so.

The paintings were something I couldn't understand, but they were still amazing. They even had mummy, do you believe it?

*They had mummy! I had never seen a mummy, and now that I did, I'm sure I'll be scared to sleep at night, but it's still worth my time!*

I grinned while walking around. "Can we leave now? It's kind of boring here." Jungkook muttered, my smile dropped and I sighed, rubbing my eyes-can't he appreciate things?-I licked my lips and turned to him, nodding my head lightly. It's not like I was ready to leave yet, but if he was insisting, we can do so.

We both walked out, only to find it raining. "Seriously?" He said with sarcasm, I glanced over at him, at this point-he was way too annoyed. I shrugged, "So? You have that car, right?" I said, raising my brows.

"It doesn't matter," He sighed, looking up, "Let's go out on our own, the driver probably went away." He said, tilting his head lightly. He hesitated, but held my hand. "Wait!" My eyes slightly widened, my heart beating fast. He turned back, "What?"

"Are you planning to walk in rain?" He gave me a blank face, pulling my hand. "More like: run in rain." Before I could object, he pulled my hand, running towards the large exit door.

"No! Stop!" I insisted, trying to pull my hand back-how can he run in rain like this?-he ignored me, holding my hand tightly.

Cars walked by us as he pulled me, he was running too fast, I couldn't keep a track with him. My breath shortened, legs getting tired. He groaned, pulling me to a nearby shelter.

I crouched down on the floor, shutting my eyes tightly. "You're already tired?" He asked, brushing his hair. "What is wrong with you?" I asked him, knitting my brows. "We could've just stood there and waited for someone." I suggested, looking up at the man.

"Hun, it's almost their closing time." He said, rolling his eyes. I sighed, digging my face in my hands. "I'll call that driver." He muttered, reaching out for his phone.

I stared down at the raindrops falling on the wet ground. "Oui, merci." He hung up, looking down at me. "Why are you sitting there? The ground is dirty." He said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "You should sit too. Aren't you tired?" I asked and looked up at him, he stared at me.

"There's no way I'm sitting on that dirty floor." He rolled his eyes. "Oh come on. Sitting won't hurt your ego." I shook my head with a chuckle.

"How can you take everything so easily?" He asked, I looked up at him. "Huh?" I tilted my head in confusion, "Like, you don't care about the world." He suggested.

I pulled his pants, making him crouch beside me. "There is nothing to care about." I shrugged my shoulders, he stared at me, raising his brows. "You're weird." He said, shaking his head. "I'm not. You're workaholic." He shot his head to me.

"What holic? What did you say?" He asked in confusion. I chuckled, "You look like an idiot." He gritted his teeth. "Don't call me idiot." I stuck my tongue out at him, "You are."

"tu es vraiment stupide." He said, looking away. "What? What did you say?" I asked in confusion. "Did you just curse at me in french?" I asked, slightly offended. He poked his cheek with his tongue, "Well. Who knows?" He asked.

"That isn't a fair game, Mr Jeon." I glared at him. "Oh well that is." He titled his head. "You're being an idiot again." I grinned, "et tu es à nouveau stupide." My mouth gaped. "You-"

I was cut off by the horn ringing loudly in my ear.

"You can say all you want in the car." He shook his head, getting up.

"Wait! That's definitely not fair!"