Daring To Love The Fuckboy || Yang Jungwon

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City of Dreams:

The anticipation in the air was palpable as the plane touched down at Charles de Gaulle Airport. Y/n and Jungwon exchanged excited glances, their smiles mirroring the thrill of being in a new and enchanting city. As the plane taxied to a stop, they retrieved their belongings and disembarked, the promise of adventure beckoning them forward.

The bustling airport greeted them with a mix of languages and accents, a true melting pot of cultures converging in this global hub. Y/n's enthusiasm was evident in her quick steps, and Jungwon found himself chuckling as he followed her, his long strides effortlessly keeping up.

"Hey, slow down!" he called, his tone light but earnest. He didn't want to lose sight of her in the crowd.

Y/n glanced over her shoulder, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "You'll have to keep up, Jungwon! Paris won't wait for anyone."

With a shake of his head and a fond smile, he quickened his pace to match hers. Catching up to her, he fell into step beside her. "I can see you're excited."

"Excited doesn't even begin to cover it," Y/n replied, her voice filled with a mixture of wonder and joy.

After retrieving their suitcases, they ventured to the parking lot where a sleek and luxurious car awaited them. Jungwon had taken care of all the details, and Y/n couldn't help but admire his preparedness. She watched him as he confidently handled the car keys, his ease behind the wheel catching her attention.

Her gaze lingered on him for a moment too long, and Jungwon noticed her scrutiny. He shot her a playful grin, one eyebrow raised suggestively. "Like what you see?"

Y/n felt her cheeks heat up at being caught, and she playfully nudged him with her elbow. "Oh, please. I was just thinking how cool and hot you look when you're driving."

His laughter echoed in the car, a rich sound that filled the space between them. "Well, I'm flattered. And just so you know, this is just a taste of the cool and hot things Paris has to offer."

The drive to their hotel was a mixture of laughter, banter, and Y/n's wide-eyed fascination with the new surroundings. When they arrived at the luxurious hotel, Y/n's jaw nearly dropped as she took in the grandeur of the building. She turned to Jungwon with a mix of awe and disbelief.

"You booked this?" she asked, her voice a mixture of amazement and playful skepticism.

Jungwon shrugged nonchalantly, a smirk dancing on his lips. "Just wanted to show you the best of Paris."

As they entered the hotel lobby, Y/n couldn't help but notice Jungwon speaking fluently in French with the receptionist. Her eyes widened as she processed this new piece of information.

"You speak French too?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.

Jungwon chuckled, a hint of pride in his voice. "A little. My family travels quite a bit, so I've picked up a few languages along the way."

Their suite was a lavish haven, complete with breathtaking views of the city and luxurious amenities. Y/n couldn't help but tease him about the expense, her playful words punctuated with a grin.

"Is your dad a billionaire or something?" she quipped.

Jungwon chuckled, settling onto the plush couch with an easy grace. "Wealthy, yes. Billionaire, no."

Their lighthearted banter filled the room, the familiarity and comfort between them growing with each passing moment. As the City of Lights unfurled before them, they were ready to embrace every adventure that Paris had in store.

Exploring Paris:

The suite was a lavish haven, a sanctuary that cocooned them in luxury. Y/n moved around the room, her fingers lightly grazing over the ornate furnishings as she took in the opulence of their surroundings. Meanwhile, Jungwon relaxed on the king-sized bed, his gaze never leaving her.