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You let out a small sigh, snuggling your face deeper into the chest of your boyfriend Francis Bonnefoy. The sun shone brightly on the two of you from the big, glass porch window beside you, the perfect view of the Eiffle Tower sitting before your very eyes. A bird chirped lightly from outside, the black and blue animal perching upon the porch railing.
Everything had seemed perfect.
You loved quiet moments like this. Just laying in bed, covers pulled up to your waste, the love of your life pushed up against your side as his steady, smooth breathing comforted and engulfed your very being. Closing your eyes, a small smirk spread across your lips.
"Je t'aime." Francis whispered quietly in your ear, the stubble on his chin rubbing across your cheek as his lips met the top of your head, planting a kiss in your (h/l), (h/c) hair. Your breath hitched, the hands you placed on his chest gripping the white tantop he sported tighter. No matter how much you loved to hear those words, no matter how