Chanyeol gripped Miyun's hand tightly as they stepped out of the elevator. She held her head high and glared at anyone who was laughing.

"She's seriously coming dressed like that?" 

"She has got to be kidding. Combat boots are so out."

"Who invited them two? They are walking disasters!" 

"How did they even get here...?" 

"ENOUGH!" A loud voice boomed through the party. Everyone fell silent when Luhan suddenly appeared. He looked at Miyun and tried not to frown at her choice of clothes. "This is Park Miyun, and Park Chanyeol and they are here with me , now if any of you snobs have a problem, I suggest you leave." Everyone rubbed their necks in embarrassment and returned to what they were doing.

Thought so. Luhan smiled and grabbed Miyun's hand out of Chanyeol's. "Miyun, you look beautiful tonight. Ignore these idiots and Chanyeol, nice to see you again." Miyun blushed as Chanyeol gave a nod to Luhan.

He entwined his fingers between hers and pulled her through the crowd. Chanyeol trailed behind as always and looked around. The rooftop was colorfully decorated with lights and lanterns. There was a big pool near the side which was occupied with many people swimming or not. He caught up with Miyun and Luhan, who were now sitting down at a big table with just the two of them.

He sat down across from the two. "So Miyun, it's great seeing you again. I was afraid I wouldn't be able too since you didn't call directly after." Chanyeol scoffed at the star's arrogance. 

"Mianhe Luhan-ssi, I was busy. I am glad I came though." She smiled. Luhan waved towards a boy, who quickly ran over, bowing immediately at his presence. "Yes Mr.Xi?"

"Get me and my friends here some drinks Xiumin. Make sure no vodka, you know I hate the taste and don't make the mistake of forgetting the salt this time okay?" Xiumin bowed and scurried off. Chanyeol was completely baffled at how Miyun didn't notice Luhan's rudeness. 

"So what are you doing in Paris if I may ask?" Luhan asked never taking his eyes off of Miyun. 

"Chanyeol here wanted to travel, so here we are I guess." The two chuckled even though there was nothing funny about what she said. Chanyeol gave a confused look but turned his head towards the pool when he noticed Xiumin dodging people making sure the drinks don't spill.

Chanyeol got up and ran over to Xiumin leaving the two behind not even noticing he left. A man bumped into Xiumin making him lean foward, almost dropping the drinks but Chanyeol steadied the tray and smiled. "Ah, thank you Mr.Park." Xiumin bowed taking the tray back. "Call me Chanyeol, Mr.Park is too formal and stuffy."

Xiumin shook his head, "That would be rude of me Sir, I am just a-" 

"Call me Chanyeol, really." He flashed his infamous smile and Xiumin nodded. The two walked back to the table to find Luhan frowning. "Xiumin, why are you always causing trouble for me and my guests." Xiumin bowed as he set down the drinks. "Sorry, Mr.Xi won't happen again." 

"Better not." Luhan swirled his drink around and took a sip, immediately spitting right after. "This is disgusting. What were you thinking?!" He scoffed pushing the drink away. "You ruined my drinking mood, just go Xiumin." The secretary bowed before scurrying off.

"I'm so sorry guys, especially you Chanyeol. Xiumin can be sort of a bubble brain sometimes. Please don't hesistate to tell me if your drinks are not good."

Miyun nervously sipped her drink and found nothing wrong. She smiled at Luhan who returned his gaze back to her. As for Chanyeol, he scoffed and didn't even dare to touch his drink, not in the mood for drinking after being disgusted by Luhan's actions.

"So Miyun, any plans tomorrow night?" Luhan suddenly asked. Miyun blinked and shook her head. "Good, so would you be willing to attend a charity ball with me then?" 

Chanyeol almost choked on his spit at the sudden invitation. Miyun ruffled her hair and stared at Luhan who was smiling non stop. "O-of course, but I-I don't h-have anything to w-wear..." She stammered being embarrassed by her lack of formal clothes.

"No problem. My stylist can take you out shopping. Would that be a problem?" Miyun bit her lip remembering they had a tour scheduled tomorrow. She looked at Chanyeol pleadingly hoping he would let her skip. He sighed and turned his head away signalling as a yes for Miyun. "Of course! That would be great!" 

"Good! Now that, that is out of the way, how about we dance hmmm?" Luhan asked getting up. He held out his hand as Miyun grabbed it cautiously. He pulled her out onto the dance floor leaving Chanyeol behind stirring around his drink alone.

Luhan had his arm around Miyun's waist as they rocked back and forth to the up beat music. The song ended and a loud cheer exploded. Fireworks filled the air making different shapes and colors against the dark Parisian sky. Luhan smiled watching Miyun gasp at the different colors and lights.

Chanyeol sat at the booth, still stirring around his now, watery and melted, drink. He frowned as he saw Luhan's arm s around Miyun's waist. He couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy. "Why should I be jealous. It's not like we're together," he muttered under his breath.

Luhan pointed at the sky when the last firecracker was shot. It exploded filling the sky with rainbow sparks. Miyun felt like she was on cloud nine right now; watching fireworks, with the one and only Xi Luhan. 

The show ended and people started to pack up. Luhan lead Miyun back to the table where Chanyeol sat, still stirring his drink. Miyun frowned and broke the Luhan's grip running to her best friend. "Yah, have you been sitting here all this time?" She whispered. Chanyeol looked up and nodded. She couldn't help but feel guilty leaving him alone.

"So, would you guys like me to drive you home?" Luhan asked politely.

"That would be-" Miyun started. "No thank you. I can have Sangchol drive us home." Chanyeol interrupted. "But what if he's-" Miyun pouted at Chanyeol. "It's fine, I am paying him to drive us around then he should," he argued back.

"I think Miyun would much rather have me driv-" Luhan started only to get a glare from Chanyeol. He quieted down and frowned, trying to supress his anger. 

"Let's go." Chanyeol grumbled gripping onto Miyun's wrist dragging her towards the elevator. 

"I'LL CALL YOU TOMORROW!" Luhan shouted waving, blowing her a kiss, making the butterflies in Miyun's stomach appear again. 

Chanyeol pressed the button vigorously and waited for the doors to open before pulling her inside. Miyun tripped but found herself caught by Chanyeol. "Watch it pabo."

The doors closed and Chanyeol began to press the button vigorously. "You know pressing it violently won't make this contraption go any faster Channie." Miyun said with annoyance. "A guy can dream." Chanyeol said bitterly.

Silence took over them as they waited for their floor. Chanyeol tapped his screen over and over but got no reply from Sangchol. He cursed under his breath every time Sangchol didn't answer. Miyun eyed his phone noticing frustration growing on his face. 

The reached the floor, still no words said to each other. Miyun stood outside on the curb tapping her foot. The night was a little cooler than she expected. Running her hands up and down her arms, she looked at Chanyeol who sat on the ground pouting. She sighed and sat down next to him. 

"Just say I told you so already. Say that we should've gone with Luhan." Chanyeol groaned rubbing his forehead. Miyun frowned, confused by Chanyeol's sudden mood change. "I wasn't going to say that you know..." she replied quietly.

She was angry at Chanyeol's earlier behavior but seeing him sad and disappointed made her anger go away. She can't stand seeing him as anything but happy.

"Well you were probably thinking it..." Chanyeol's voice was soft and full of disappointment. Miyun wrapped her arm around him and pulled him close, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Maybe," she chuckled. "But it's fine, I'm pretty sure we can catch a cab."

She stood up and tried to hail a taxi as Chanyeol sat on the sidewalk still pouting. A taxi cab pulled up and Miyun grabbed Chanyeol's hand pulling him up. The driver muttered something in french that Miyun couldn't quite catch. 

"Uhh, Black Pearl? Hotel? Black Pearl Hotel?" She said in broken english. The taxi driver nodded, knowing exactly where they needed to go and drove off. Watching the building pass, Chanyeol sighed and got mad at himself for letting his feelings get the best of him at the party. 

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Miyun let out a huffed breath and opened the door to their room. Throwing off her shoes, she jumped onto the bed and laid still. Chanyeol closed the door behind him to find Miyun on her bed already asleep. He shook his head and went into the bathroom to shower before sleeping.

He threw on a pair of boxers and went outside into the room, still shirtless and hair dripping. He ran his fingers through his damp hair to find Miyun still in the same position. He walked over and rested his head on his arms next to her. He stared at her face and chuckled laughing at her expression.

Her lips were pouting and eyebrows furrowed as if she was angry. "You know, you look cold while you're sleeping too." He chuckled. He traced her face with his finger, running it around her cheek bones to her lips. "You're a really heavy sleeper too...as always." 

She moved in her sleep and crinkled her nose making Chanyeol pull away and laugh. He got up and a drop of water from his hair landed on her face. He froze as she opened her eyes to find a big, goofy face smiling at her. "C-Chanyeol? What are you doing..." She wiped the water from her face and raised a brow at Chanyeol. 

"N-Nothing?!" He stammered. Miyun crossed her arms, "Are you watching me sleep again ert?" His jaw dropped as he waved his hands around. Miyun continued to stare him down then bursted out laughing. "Channie, you're too fun to fool."

He turned crimson and pouted. "Not funny!!!" She stuck her tongue at him, "Whatever you say, I thought it was hilarious."

The laughing faded and Miyun stared at him, "By the way...why aren't you wearing a shirt, ." She clicked her tongue as Chanyeol ran to his suitcase to get a shirt. "You know you like it baby." He said in broken english. 

She groaned and threw her pillow at him. "Gross." The two laughed and quieted down.

"Are you mad at me Yunnie?" He blurted out by accident. He covered his mouth and looked away. Miyun cringed at her nickname. She raised her brow, "Not really...I was disappointed by your behavior tonight, but it's fine. The real question is, are you mad at me? I left you all night." She said nervously, playing with her hair.

Chanyeol sat on his bed and ruffled his hair. "I could never be mad at you. You were just having fun with Luhan. A bit too much fun...?" He smiled sheepishly. Miyun rolled her eyes, "Don't tell me you're jealous?"

He clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes, "As if...just want to make sure he doesn't you." Miyun's jaw dropped, "You're ridiculous. You know that?" 

He grinned widely, nodding. 

The two lied down on their beds and turned off the lights. Silence consumed them. Chanyeol thought she fell asleep but when he turned to look at her, she was still awake. "Chanyeol?" She stated randomly.

"Yeah?"

"You know how Luhan asked me to go shopping tomorrow with his stylist?" she asked rolling onto her side to face Chanyeol. He nodded. "Could you...possibly cover for me? You know? On the tour..." She felt bad for leaving him but she wanted to go get something nice for the charity ball.

He sighed and nodded. "Really Channie?!" She got up excitedly and jumped from her bed to his, landing on top of his body with a thud.

"OOF!" 

"You're the best!!!" Miyun squealed crawling under Chanyeol's arm, hugging him tightly. He blushed and thanked that the room was too dark for her to see. He nervously wrapped his arm around her and hugged her back. "O-of course I-I am..." He chuckled.

She dug her face into his chest. "Chanyeol...?" He answered with a hum. "Can I stay here...I'm too lazy to go back to my bed." He groaned but wrapped his arm tighter. "You lazy bum."

"Whatever..." She muttered before falling asleep in his arms.

Chanyeol laid there, biting his lip watching Miyun in his arms. There were plently of times they have done this. They had always been super close and did things like this and it never bothered him once, so why did he feel so flustered this time? He could feel his cheeks burning as she slept calmly in his arms, her arms still around his waist.

"Why am I getting so nervous...it's just you, you silly pabo.." He said quietly running his fingers through her hair. 

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Chanyeol ran down to the lobby and went to the tour guide who was waiting for him. "Where's Park Miyun?" She asked. Chanyeol bit his lip and frowned, "She's feeling a little sick. She's staying behind today." He lied. The tour guide nodded. "Well in that case, let's go ahead with our tour then?" 

He nodded and skipped behind the tour guide and blended himself within the bigger crowd. He felt so alone without Miyun by his side.

"Chanyeol, just tell them I'm sick okay?" Miyun shouted from the bathroom. Chanyeol laid on his bed, leaning against the head board. He put his hand where she laid last night and he felt his cheeks turning red. Miyun came out of the bathroom and stared curiously. "Why you red Channie?" She asked towel drying her hair.

"N-nothing..." He stammered, hopping off his bed, heading towards the bathroom. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him back before he entered the bathroom.

"Uhm, hey Chanyeol..." She started.

He was hoping she'd say she'd skip the ball and shopping, to hang out with him all day. That she'd rather be with him than that Luhan guy. That she's not going. "Thanks for covering for me, you're the best!" She chirped before letting go.

"Right..." He muttered before heading to the shower.

He trailed behind the tour, walking across the street towards a museum. The Louvre to be exact. He stepped inside and basked at how beautiful it was. "Miyun would've loved it here..." He muttered walking towards a painting.

"Mona Lisa..." He read off the sign. He chuckled at the painting. She reminds me of Miyun. A strange, blank expression, something mysterious about her. So many secrets....she's beautiful like her too.

He froze. "Did I just...Miyun...what?!" He muttered to himself. People around him started to shuffle away at the strange boy muttering a foreign language, speaking to himself. He tried to deny what he said and moved onto the next painting.

She's beautiful like her too.

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