George slowly starts to stir awake when the warmth of the sun touches his face. He opens his eyes and looks aside, only to see it empty. A horrible feeling engulfs his body, thinking this was all a dream. He supports himself by leaning his elbows and looks around.
     A cool breeze tickles his face and he noticed the door to the balcony is open. He steps out of bed and makes his way to the balcony. A smile forms his lips as he sees Artemis in his shirt.

He sneaks up behind and wraps his arms around her waist. Artemis is slightly caught off guard but she guessed right away who is being a koala.
''Goodmorning,'' she whispers, laying her right hand on his cheek. George hides his face in the crook of her neck, murmuring a goodmorning back. He isn't fully awake yet. She giggles at his sleepiness as she stares at the massive metal building.
     ''I have never been to Paris,'' she comments, causing George to look up with a surprised look. Artemis glances over her shoulder to see this look and giggles.
''Never?'' Artemis shakes her head as she glances at the Eifel Tower.

George finally lets go of Artemis, allowing her to turn around.
"Are you still wearing that shirt?" he smirks, raising an eyebrow. Artemis looks down and crosses her arms over her chest.
"I am," she says, gazing up to George, "but you can have it back. It now smells like me."
"Like I mind," he laughs as he places a hand behind her back to guide her back into the room, "let's get dressed for breakfast."

Artemis walks to her trunk to decide what's going to wear. She was going for her favourite jeans with an oversized white blouse of her father. She pulls her pyjama shirt over her head, leaving her in her bra. George was totally caught off guard when he saw her taking off her shirt, even though he only saw her back, he turned around. Artemis saw it all happen when she gazed in the mirror and smirked.
     ''You'll get used to it,'' Artemis smirks, causing George to blush even more.
     ''Sorry,'' he mutters. Artemis dresses in only the blouse and walks up to him.
     ''It's okay,'' she smiles as she adjusts his blouse. She cups his cheeks and tiptoes to kiss him. George gives in and wraps his arms around her waist to pull her closer.
     ''Please put on your trouser or else I can't control myself,'' he whispers in her ear. Her skin created goosebumps where his breath fanned. She smirked.
     ''Maybe that's the plan,'' she whispers but she lets go and continues dressing. She looks over her shoulder and winks. George chuckles as he shakes his head.

''You will regret doing that.''

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