Deer Han

"Not much," he replied and looked at the male, looking at his coffee as he picked up the cup to take a long sip of his coffee as his eyes pulled away from the males beautiful face. "At least not where we stayed as…I bought the place." Woobin found that someone else coming to destroy this place of precious memories, thus his money was put to use and the apartment in the old art nouveau building near the Eiffel tower. Keeping his eyes down, simply to not let the younger see how much he still clung onto that summer where it all to him seemed ideal. "Would you…?" he asked in a silent tone of voice, pausing before he spoke again. "Would you come with me to Paris again?"

Watching the younger Woobin could only smile softly since it seemed like time had not passed them two, even though probably taking them as individuals time had passed them. “The place is the same, the small bakery at the corner still open, the balcony door close to the bed…Yet I only ended up missing you and not the warm pain au chocolat you liked,” he said as for the tall male he simply missed the summer he didn’t think of his family and not what was waiting for him in America. For him there was the doe eyed man and France which they both discovered - his chest ached with the wish wanting to go back to the simpler times. “Excuse me and my silliness of talking about the past so much.”