A/N: I'll be posting again later. sorry if it's just a short update. i've been very busy.

“Paris?” I say as I read the ticket Kris had given me

“isn’t it romantic?” Kris smirks

“you do know, I can’t be away for work for too long right? I save lives.”

“but you’re too stressed out. You need a break. We need to spend time together.” Kris picks up our luggage

“Kris, we’re not even really married.” I follow him

“we need to make this real” he kisses my forehead

“you didn’t have to do that. We’re not in front of your parents” I was actually surprised when he did that

“but I wanted to” he smirks

Flight ASJ 315 bound for Paris is now boarding

“that’s our flight” Kris stands up and pulls me with him

The flight was quiet and tiring. Kris kept on snuggling on my neck while he kept a tight hold on me as if I was going to leave at any moment.

“hey, wake up. We’re landing”

We arrive at the hotel shortly and I immediately throw myself on the bed, feeling the cool, soft sheets beneath me as I try to bury myself in them. Hands suddenly snake themselves around my waist and I jump, hitting Kris on the forehead

“why the hell did you do that?!” Kris yells as he rubs his forehead

“we are not going to be romantically involved with each other.” I glare at him

“we’re married” Kris says sternly

“but we’re not in love with each other” of course that’s a lie on my part. I have always loved him but does he love me? I don’t want to give myself up to someone who doesn’t love me.

Kris is quiet. He was just looking at me

“come on. Let’s go have dinner.” He drags me from bed

 I was so nervous when we arrived back at the hotel

“I’ll sleep on the couch” I whispered hoping he wouldn’t hear me

“no, you’re not” sigh. So much for whispering my thoughts. Note to self: stop whispering thoughts when he’s around

“I’ll go take a shower” Kris says as he grabs his towel and heads to the bathroom

I decided to sleep to avoid any more conversations with him.

The sunlight hits my eyes and wakes me up from my deep slumber. I rub my eyes to chase the sleep away and yawn. When I was about to sit up to go to the bathroom, a hand on my waist stops me and Kris moves closer to me

“good morning” Kris says and kisses my shoulder

“good morning” I whisper back

“so where are we going today? Any plans? Any place you want to visit?” he asks

“Eiffel tower?” I suggest

“okay” I can feel his smile on my skin and he stands up to go to the bathroom