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“Okay, so,” I take a deep breath. Roan watches me carefully, his long lashes blinking and a small smile of his plump lips. “We have to get either cards or journals from each country we visit.”
“We’re not visiting very many,” He says, his words are slow and soft. I hang on every word and can’t stop looking at his face. A website glares from my computer screen and light part of my face in an eerie way. I’ve been doing research for the past two hours, Roan watching me. My eyes are watery and red from staring at the screen for too long. But I want this trip to be perfect. The room is dark, it’s three in the morning. We leave at four to go to the air port. Roan and I will be visiting Europe for two weeks. I can hardly breathe, I’m so excited. “Only like five.”
“New plan,” I say suddenly and with a smile. “We get two journals and two different sets of stationery from each country.”
“Sounds perfect,” He yawns, “As long as you’re there, I’m happy.”
“Yea, that line is getting old, you could at least have an opinion on something,” I sigh, “Like, I know you love me but… You didn’t even care what continent we going too.”
He lays down on my bed and stretches out, a lazy smirk sprawled on his lips. He shrugs delicately.
“I’m going to take a nap until we have to go,” He blows a kiss and rolls over. I ditch my glasses on the table and I lay next to him, my arms pressed against his back. He’s warm and I can feel his muscles contract as he breathes deeply. My eyelids are heavy and I let them fall. My mind wanders and I feel so happy in that moment.
Roan is right, it really doesn’t matter where we are.
My alarm clock blares and we get out of bed. My eyes and mouth are filled with sleep and everything is hazy. I let out a sigh and grab my glasses. Everything clears and I suddenly realize where we’re going. I grin.
“Legend?” Roan smiles again. He’s always smiling.
“Mhm?” I think for once, I’m smiling larger than him.
“You’re really adorable.” He murmurs. Then grabs his bags and walks out of my room.
“You too!” I call after him. I grab my bags and meet him out by the taxi we called. We get in and I’m bouncing from excitement.
“Calm down, by the time we get there, you’ll be out of energy and need another nap.” He rolls his eyes and kisses the top of my head. My scalp tingles where his lips brushed my hair.
“I’ll sleep on the plane,” I kiss his cheek, he licks his lips and leans back against the seat.
“This is going to be quite the trip now isn’t it?” He sighs.
“Definitely, but you won’t care because…” I wait for in to fill in the blanks.
“Because I have my little Legend,” He shakes his head and starts to double-check the paper work and passports.
“I’m not a little Legend, I’m a fricking big one,” I say, “Don’t forget that my little Roan.”
“Mmk, I won’t.” He says, pretending to not pay attention. I play with my hair and watch the world go by.
When we get to the airport, everything is insane. People everywhere, planes everywhere, food everywhere. I’ve never flown before and everything is surprising and new and… absolutely perfect. I’m still bouncing and Roan is a little more excited too.
He’s hard to read. Took me forever but I can finally tell when he’s excited. His smirk is stretched in the slightest and his fingers tap on anything and everything. Right now it’s my palm as he holds my hand. I lean into his shoulder, he’s solid and warm. Are airports always this cold?
The plane ride is terrifying. I hate it so much. I spend the whole time with my eyes squeezed shut because one glance out the window and I feel like I need to puke. Landing squeezing a lot of squeaks and squeals out of me and Roan lets me hide in the crook of his arm.
We get there. And we drive to our hotel. And I can barely believe it. We had been planning this trip forever. For two years we had been trying to come to this place. Now, we’re finally here.
“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, Roan, I can’t breathe, oh my gosh.” I’m bouncing again.
“This is pretty cool, it’s worth not breathing over,” He murmurs, his head tilted so he coud look at everything.
“I can’t believe this, we’re finally here,” I squeal, this time from excitement.
“Let’s check in first,” He says, pulling my arm in the direction of the hotel. “So we can ditch our stuff?”
“Yea, yea okay.” I nod vigorously.
I get stuck on the steps.
“Woah…” There are statues on our hotel steps and I can’t believe how pretty they are. “Let’s take a picture.”
“They’ll be there in five minutes, let’s put this away and this we can take a picture,” He says, ever patient. I blink, then nod. This trip will be perfect, as long as he comes with.