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Not Just Love In France (Spy)

A/N:
I'm back and i shall not be beaten, again! Hahaha, yes i am back. Continuing writting stories yay!

"It's not just love in France." I wrote in my journal. "It's about caring your loved one. It's not always love. It can be different." I sighed as i look at the plane's window. Clouds were below us. "I'm going to visit my grandmother in Marseille. Since i've been taking a vacation to my work." I wrote. I closed my journal and then i drifted off to sleep.

Time skip

Ahh Marseille! I really liked this place. I grabbed my stuff as i happily exited the airport. I took the taxi. And now i'm in front of my grandmother's home. I knocked the wooden door and then she said. "Coming!" She opened the door and she was surprised on my appearance. "Oh! Dear (Y/N).. You're so tall." She gasped. "Hi grandmother." I smiled. "I did not expect to see you here." "Wait, didn't you received the letter?" "Oh, I've must have forgotten about it."She chuckled. "It's fine, grandmother."I smiled. "There's a empty bedroom upstairs, you should fix your things or maybe take a break." She said as i nodded. I walked upstairs to fix my things. I'll be in here for a while. "(Y/N), Do you want something to eat?" My grandma said."Yes, Grandmother." I replied.

More time skips. (sorry)

My grandmother and me went to a bit popular restaurant in Marseille. I never went to  a restaurant in Marseille before, but sure hell i'm excited to do it. We both grabbed seats and then we got our orders. After a bit while she said that she'll be using the restroom. I said okay and it just leaves me by our table. I grew a little bored so i looked around the place. There's a very strong smell of good food. Alot of people are chatting each other. There's so many beautiful paintings at each wall. Plants are surrounding some of the corners. There's also a bar in here. I did not notice it when we entered here. There's this mysterous man in there. Sitting alone, looks like he's enjoying himself a drink. He looks handsome too. He suddenly looked back at me. I looked away. Feeling myself blush. The mysterious man looked away from me. I looked back at him. Studying his appearance.

He wore a two-piece red suit and a red balaclava. His legs looks very fitting on the suit. He also wear black gloves. My grandmother arrived and our food is here.

After we ate, my grandmother said that i'm free to do anything. So she gave me advices on how not to get lost and then she got home by herself. I sighed as i walked to a nearby cafe. I happily entered the cafe and ordered a french cappuchino and a croissant. I sat outside to enjoy the view of the city. The man earlier.. I saw him entering the cafe. I mentally gasped as i took a better look of him. He looks like a Frenchman. Tired blue eyes.. He looks very.. suave and stunning. He looked back at me and then i quickly moved my eyes to the view of Marseille.

I heard him chuckle and then footsteps coming near. "Hello, mademoiselle. You look confused." A thick French accent fills the sentence. I looked back and then saw the mysterious guy from earlier. "Hi.. " I gasped as his lips turned to a smile. "Don't be afraid, miss. I want to help." That French accent already got me. "I-I'm fine.." I stuttered as i hide my blush by drinking some of my coffee. "You look confused." He said as he sat on the chair in front of me. "I'm Laurent. Nice to meet you." He smiled. "I'm (Y/N).. Good to see you too." I smiled. "So.. Is it your first time in here? In France? You look a bit foreign." He said. "Yes.. It is my first time in France." I said.
"Well.. Welcome to France." He smiled.
"Thank you." I chuckled.
"I can give you a tour, if you like."
"Oh.. Uh.."
"People in France are good people. Don't worry, mon chérie.(my dear)" He offered me a hand.
Was that a nickname? What does that mean?
"Okay.. Sure." I smiled as i took his hand. His hand.. Its very gentle. Even though he wore gloves. "You want to see the port here in Marseille." He said as he grabbed my hand quickly running to the port. "Woah..." I gasp as i saw the ocean reflecting the beautiful blue sky. "Its magnifique. Isn't it Ms. (Y/N)?" His French accent again. Oh it just melts my heart. "Yes.." I said as i stared at the beauty of the ocean. Silence came over. "You look very.. étourdissant.(stunning)" He said as he looked at me. Was that a compliment? I blushed. "I.. Uh.. Thank you.." He smiled. "I have one more thing that you wont forget." I looked at him with confussion. He quickly grabbed my hand and then we both entered in a ferris wheel's gondola. The ferris wheel slowly made its way to the top. Showing the whole city of Marseille. I gasped in awe. "I have.. something to tell you." He said as he slowly removed his mask. My jaws dropped as i saw his whole face. His beautiful face. His blue eyes are glistening with happiness. I want to hold his cheeks. "Je t'aime, (Y/N). (I love you)" He said as he quickly kissed me. I was astonished by the sudden action but i was melted to his long sweet loving kiss. I kissed back and then caressed his beautiful face. "I love you too, Laurent."