“This is weird...” Myungsoo said looking to his plate. The two of them were now in what seemed a fancy restaurant. Both looking elegant and properly dressed, and many people looking at them and even thought he couldn't understand he was sure they were saying the two of them looked good. At least he hoped so. He tried to impress Krystal by saying a couple of words in French, but when he saw the look on the waitress face, he was absolutely sure he had insulted her in a very bad way and allowed Krystal to do all the talking in English and apologize in his behalf. And now that he was looking to his food he was starting to think it was the waitress way to say she shouldn't try to speak another language ever again. “You ordered it...” Krystal said as she continued eating and tried her best not to laugh at Myungsoo's face. It did looked horrible, and the smell wasn't great either, but he couldn't just say he didn't wanted. He was in another country and ready to try new things! “Want some of mine? I think it's too much for me.”

Krystal felt bad for him. From what the waitress told her, Myungsoo said things no woman wanted to hear. She tried to explain her 'husband' didn't meant it, but she would never forget the poor woman's face when she heard the words coming from Myungsoo's mouth. “No no...I'll eat this!” He said and grabbed the fork but didn't had the courage to take it all the way to touch his lips. “Are you sure? Because I think you might end up on the hospital if you eat it.” Hearing this, he just placed the fork back on the table and looked at her, almost begging her with his eyes to stop saying those things or he wouldn't eat ever again. Myungsoo just continued watching her eat and tried to gain courage and give at least one bite. It wouldn't kill him, would it? And what doesn't kill makes you stronger right? “Here!” He stopped staring at the food on the plate and looked up, where he saw Krystal slowly offering a piece of her meal. Without thinking twice, because honestly who would, he opened his mouth and waited for her to give it to him. “Now this is what I call food!” He said and looked at her with a very, very happy face, making Krystal smile back.

Both continued eating and talking about random things, mainly what they would do when they got back to Korea. Myungsoo knew that Krystal didn't wanted to live in a small dorm and share it with 6other people. They had to find a place for their own. Well, the crew should find a place for them, but since it didn't looked like that was going to happen, he would find one. He would be happy with anything, even a RV. Anything would be better than Krystal share a house with those 6 ert guys. “This is for you.” he heard a waitress, the same waitress he offended before, speaking in English and placing a small envelop on the table. He didn't had to guess what that was. He knew exactly what it was. “Thank you!” Krystal said and the woman smiled at her and glared to Myungsoo who shivered to that stare. It could kill.

He tried to ignore and looked down to the table. “This thing follows us! I'm going to burn it!” Myungsoo grabbed it and when he grabbed it he was seriously thinking about burning it on the candles in front of him. “Give it to me!” She said and took it from his hand before he could do something. He just looked annoyed to the paper and she opened it. “Dear MyungTal...” She couldn't help but smile when she read the name they were giving them. Myungsoo saw the small smirk on her face and couldn't help smile, forgetting about the horrible mission it was on the paper. He was sure it was horrible! He was positive.

“You're in Paris, the most romantic and fashionable city in the world and since you two are visuals for your groups...Tomorrow you'll be...” Myungsoo looked at Krystal almost jumping on her sit as she continued reading. Now he wanted to know what was it, because by her expression it looked good. “Tomorrow you'll be participating on a editorial photo-shoot for a fashion magazine. So rest well tonight!” Krystal loved photo-shoots and she couldn't wait for it. Glamorous clothes, make up and a wonderful scenery! What else could she want? Myungsoo on the other hand smiled, thinking about how perfect it would be. He and Krystal...and honestly, he wanted that photo-shoot to be one of those were the man held her that close. This is going to be interesting!

In the morning, the couple woke up really early, both still a little sleepy but much more excited for their schedule. Krystal and Myungsoo had their make up done in his room, since his was closer to the staff, the only thing they had to do was the hair. She had already one black dress and a pair of red hells and he was wearing a dark suit with a white shirt. He would be way faster than her, but that way he could talk to the photographer, or at least try since he was hoping the photographer was Korean, and ask him what would be the theme for the photo-shoot, if the man had some, he had no idea. Maybe it would be some random photos? He looked to his side on the van and he saw Krystal fighting with her sleep. “Didn't slept enough?” He asked moving a little closer towards her. She looked up. “No...I'm too excited!” She answered and she didn't even noticed he had his head on her shoulder. She looked to him and smiled. “You look good with eyeliner!” Krystal said and he couldn't help but feel his ego get a little bigger. “You look really good...” He made a pause. “But then, you always do.” He smirked and when he saw Krystal roll her eyes, he knew he managed to entertain her, at least a little.

The van stopped and both got out. Myungsoo looked around and he couldn't believe how beautiful the landscape around him was. Everything was green, beautiful. Behind him was a beautiful palace and he heard a staff member saying they were going to take pictures outside, on the gardens and inside the palace. He couldn't even imagine how the beautiful the pictures were going to be. Hey, they could be a virtual couple, but he had eyes. He knew they were a very good looking couple. “I had no idea we were in the van for so long.” Krystal said as she looked around the same way he did. She looked like a little kid on a candy store. She looked so happy it was hard to hide. “Well, we were there for 2hours.” She just looked at him but before she could answer, one staff member called them and said they had to get ready because everyone was waiting for them. Myungsoo couldn't stop looking around. The place was beautiful, beyond anything he could think of.

After a little while, both were ready. Myungsoo had his hair a little messy, his make up was mostly focused in his eyes, the eye liner making it impossible for someone to look away, and he was wearing dark blue trousers, a white shirt a little opened, showing a little his chest. Krystal was with the black dress, a little tight to her figure, a golden necklaces and red heels. Her make up was focused on her lips, being really red and she had a little of eyeliner. Her hair was also a little messy. “You look beautiful.” He said as the two walked hand in hand towards the palace. The first shots would be outside, since it was so sunny. “...Thank you. You look very handsome!” Krystal said and she couldn't help but looking to him from head to toe. She knew he was a good looking guy, she just never imagine he was so good looking.

“These heels are hurting my feet.” Krystal complained a little. They were really high, and she could hardly walk on them. “Let me help you.” Not understanding what he meant, Krystal looked at her husband and before she knew it, she was being lifted from the floor and being carried bridle-style. A small scream came out of her lips and she wrapped her arms around his neck. “You're seriously light!” Myungsoo said as he continued walking with her. “You're crazy! Put me down!” She couldn't hide the smile on her face, and that just made him happier. “Your feet hurt, so I'm caring you!”

“Put me down, you might hurt yourself.” He didn't had time to answer. Instead, they saw a person walking in their direction. “Morning!” The photographer said and the couple greeted as well, after he placed Krystal on the floor, very gently and they saw a small, middle-aged woman with a camera in her hands. “So you two are the famous couple. You two do look wonderful together. Like you came from a magazine.” She said and while Myungsoo smiled, Krystal just blushed a little. “So, the theme is this young couple who is hangover after a night in Paris. You two are in love and walking around the gardens.” The couple nodded and the woman smiled, happy they understood everything without needing too much explanation. “Wonderful!” She started walking away, so she could get ready to take pictures. “I want to see love, I want to see passion!”

Krystal supported her right arm on Myungsoo shoulder while he sat on the stairs. It was a nice position, and it would be fine in a normal photo-shoot, but this wasn't a normal one, and this was not what the photographer wanted. “Myungsoo-ah. She's your wife, the love of your life! Hold her like you want to tell the world she's yours and no one else!” hearing this, Myungsoo got up and placed an arm tightly around Krystal's small waist, but this still wasn't what the woman wanted. She kept yelling orders to the couple and they didn't know what to do.

They were trying their best but it was a little harder than they thought it would be. Oh, what the hell! Myungsoo said to himself and without warning Krystal, he pulled her closer, grabbed her right wrist and placed her hand behind his neck. Both were incredibly close, like they were about to kiss. The photographer told them to stay like that, that the pose was amazing and gold! He couldn't help but look at her red lips. He could feel her breath against his face and he knew she felt the same. His hands were shivering, his heart beating incredibly fast and all he could think of was how he wanted to kiss her. And as he thought it, he finally realized something. Something he didn't wanted to happen. Crap....I'm in love with her!