Kim’s POV

We reached JFK airport after 14 hours and 15 minutes.

“Good to be back.” I smiled and Kris nodded as we were waiting to check-in.

“Babe, can we visit my parents in Cali after the Met Gala?” I looked at Kris.

He nodded, “Um. We haven’t seen them in a long time.”

I smiled and nodded, “Cool, I’ll let them know.”

“Let’s visit my mom in Canada afterward too?”

I nodded, “Totally, I miss Auntie.”

“Auntie? She’s your mom now too, babe.” He laughed and showed me the ring on my finger.

“Oh…I forgot.” I cutely smiled.

Kris and I gasped, “We haven’t told them about the engagement yet!!!”

After an hour, all of us finished checking in.

We walked out of the airport and it was filled with fans.

“Kris!!!!” “Kim!!!!” “Yi Fan!!!!” Shoutings were everywhere.

The NYPD had to take action to stop fans from pushing us.               

“Babe, go in the front.” Kris told me and moved me to the front so he could protect me if the crowd started pushing really hard.

We greeted and signed for the fans before got into the car and went to our hotel.

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We got the presidential suite with 4 rooms in it for all of us to stay together.

“Let’s rest up.” Kris said, we all nodded, and left to our rooms.

“Babe, let’s go shopping after we get up?” I asked Kris as we got onto the bed.

“Um, Riccardo Tisci from Givenchy is going to be waiting for us this afternoon at the store.” He informed.

Kr