#paris edition

tagged by ma chère, @bebemoon

@moonvoiid​ Riley tapped his foot impatiently in the lobby waiting for Ian to come to get him. Stupid elevators requiring key cards. Shopping was great but now he was tired and needed to kick his feet up on something, preferably Ian. He’d been sending the other random snaps while he waited, with captions along the lines of ‘get your ass down here’ and ‘bruhhhh.’  Finally, after what Riley felt like ages, Riley spotted him. “Dude finally, I’ve been standing here foreverrr. Was starting to think you’d clowned me,” he said, throwing up his hands dramatically. “My hands aren’t even cold anymore but I’ll still stick them up your shirt anyway as payback,” Riley said, narrowing his eyes in a threatening manner.