🎶: 'Photograph' by Ed Sheeran

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You stood in the elevator of the hotel, waiting anxiously to reach the 'sexy' suite your husband has been calling it.

"Just a few more seconds [y/n]," He chuckled, noticing that you were constantly tapping your leg with your finger in anticipation.

Ting!

The elevator doors slowly opened and you rushed out, looking at Misha in slight embarrassment at your impatience.

He smiled at you, "Room 805, down the hall." You held his hand and dragged him. He purposely acted lazier and slower to agitate you. "You're so slow! The bellboy will reach before us," You said, referring to about 10 minutes ago when you had given your luggage to one of the employees to bring up in a while.

He rolled his eyes and grinned. You were too excited about seeing the room. Misha didn't let you see any pictures and research about it at all. In fact, he didn't even tell you anything about it beforehand. You found out about where you'd be staying when you reached the hotel.

He put the room card into the slot and one BEEP! and green light later, the door opened slightly.

You peeked in a bit, your heart thumping in your chest from excitement. You pushed the door open and stood inside the room, taking in the beauty and elegance.

The room's main colour was dark brown, mostly filled with wooden decor. It was one big and long room after a small corridor from the main door, a sliding door dividing the bathroom and the bedroom. Beyond the bed was an amazing view on a balcony of the sea side, high up on the eighth floor.

You couldn't believe how perfect the room looked. It felt so cosy, so relaxing... so romantic. You walked ahead then noticed the rose petals that were scattered around the round water-filled bath tub. You looked at your husband and smirked. You'd probably spend some time with him in there later on.

You went ahead and pressed the mattress of the bed softly, moaning a bit. "So comfy, wow," You commented and he smiled.

"Do you like it?" He asked, slithering his hand into yours. You walked over to him and wrapped your hands around his waist.

"I hate it so much. Seriously, you couldn't find a better place?!" You looked at him with anger and Misha moved back a bit, hurt and heartbroken.

You laughed then kissed him on the lips. "I love it so much! Maybe even more than you," You said and he pulled you closer, "You're so amazing. I love you."

He placed a strand of your hair behind your ear and smiled, "I love you too." He was going to kiss you again but there was a knock at the door.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Come in!" Misha said aloud and you stepped away from him. The bellboy came into the room and placed your luggage on the shelf across the bed. He left the trolley bags on the floor. "Thank you so much," Misha said and gave the man a tip.

You adored the view outside the hotel, it was breathtaking. You walked closer to the balcony then jumped slightly as large hands wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer.

Misha rested his chin on your head and you placed your head back on his shoulder, holding his hands as he swayed slightly. "We're alone now," You sang a bit and he smirked, "You know what that means?"

You turned around and placed your arms around his neck and brought him closer. You kissed him passionately on the lips, making him groan softly. You smirked a bit then pushed him towards the bed.

You forced him to sit down on the edge and you crawled into his lap. "Something tells me I should have known that this was inevitable," Misha said and you chuckled. "Of course honey. Staying in a 'sexy' room like this... this is just part one," You said seductively and he smiled smugly.

*****

You're abroad on a vacation, your honeymoon, that was long due after your wedding with your fiancè Misha Collins, which was a month ago. He was extremely busy with conventions and interviews for his job, being an actor, and now you finally got one and a half weeks off with him to relax and forget about anything work related.

"Come on baby, we'll miss our chance to roam around," Misha said, as he walked out the front door and looked down the hallway. You put on a slightly wooly grey full-sleeves shirt then slithered into your blue ripped jeans. You then put on your leather jacket, because it's slightly chilly outside then tied your hair in a messy bun.

You put on your sneakers then picked up your bag pack, that had a bottle of water, headphones, some snacks, money and other travelling essentials.

"Alright hun, I'm done," You said and walked towards the main door. Misha turned around and scanned you from top to bottom, lost for words. "Wow, you look... n-nice," He said then unconsciously licked his lips.

You smiled then kissed his cheek. "Thank you babe, you look nice too," You complimented his navy-blue sweater and jeans, with his running shoes at the bottom. He wears those everywhere.

Misha shut and locked the door then slung the camera bag around his chest, holding your hand and walking towards the elevator to the hotel lobby downstairs.

*****

You had the time of your life while walking down the brick roads and people-filled streets. There were various kinds of shops for buying items and food. You and Misha couldn't resist to have a few native snacks along the way.

You stopped at this beautiful and large white fountain in the centre square. It had sculptures of different characters carved onto and attached to it, some squirting water out of their mouths. The sound of the water gushing out at places was extremely relaxing and the birds pecking om the ground or taking a drink from the fountain pool looked pleasing.

"It looks so pretty Mish! We should have this in our backyard," You laughed and turned around to look at him. Misha was constantly taking pictures throughout the outing, and rather than taking pictures of the sights, he remained pointing the camera at you.

You rolled your eyes and walked up to him. "Stop taking pictures of me!" You slapped his arm playfully and he smiled. "But you look beautiful, more beautiful than all these... things," He said while looking around.

You gasped in shock slightly and moved closer to him. "Don't say that, the locals could get offended," You covered your mouth and he shrugged.

He placed the camera view finder over his eyes and smirked, looking directly at you. You posed for a few shots then laughed, going up to him and pulling the strap off from around his neck.

"Now enjoy the trip here," You said and slung the camera around your neck, "You can enjoy me forever." He chuckled and placed his arm around your waist. You clung onto his arm tightly and walked ahead towards a street performer playing some music.

*****

You continued to take as many pictures as you could, capturing and keeping as many memories from this amazing trip. Sometimes you'd use your phone to take some videos and photos.

At one point there was a street act whet run the end, there was this explosion of petals falling from above. It looked beautiful and elegant, and you got a nice picture of Misha too.

That was an hour back. Right now you were on a boat, taking a short trip across the river to the other side, which was more lively and populated compared to the scenic place your hotel is located in.

The soft breeze and laughter aboard the water-borne vessel calmed you. You stood by the railing, looking down at the small waves, seeing the slight movement of fish in the water.

Misha placed his hands over yours on the railing, standing behind you. He planted a kiss on your neck, you smiled then turned around and kissed him on the jaw.

"Rather than a fountain, we should get a boat," Misha said and you chuckled. "Yeah sure," You grinned, "You're taking me on a cruise next Collins." He squeezed your hands and placed his chin on your shoulder, "Anything for you sweetheart."

"You know this is the first proper vacation I've had, it's usually just on the set of Supernatural and back home," You told and he opened his eyes a bit, in surprise. "Really?" He said, "Well, then I need to treat you more from now on." He bent down closer, you felt him breathing on your neck.

You smiled, "Looking forward to it love."

*****

You ended up in a rather fancy restaurant, enjoying the good you and your husband are eating. You had a little to drink after that, then went and had some icecream from a truck parked on the street.

You had the day of your life, with your husband by your side. You didn't want to go back to the hotel and call it a day, you wanted to explore... get lost and discover your own way out.

But it got pretty dark and it was quite late. Before you knew it, you started yawning and you had slight trouble keeping your eyes open.

You sighed with relief and took off your shoes, placing them near the wardrobe, after you entered your hotel room. Misha took his sweater off, revealing a sort of skin-tight black shirt that you had no idea he had underneath. You licked your lips without knowing, watching his muscles as he moved his arms around.

"What's wrong?" Misha asked, snapping you back to reality. "Uh, sorry... I just zoned out," You chuckled nervously then took your leather jacket off. You brought out your night clothes from your bag, a shirt that had gotten a bit too small for you, and shorts that came up to your mid-thigh.

You pulled the curtains of the window close then dimmed the lights of the room. Misha watched you with curiosity wondering what you're doing, while he lay down on bed.

You turned to face away from him then took your shirt off, throwing it onto a suitcase. You could feel his eyes burning your bare skin, you smirked. You grabbed your night shirt and put it on then took your jeans off.

"You can change right now honey, while I'm changing," You said. There was silence for a moment then a low sigh of relaxation, "Nah, I think I'll just sit here and enjoy the view." A laugh escaped your mouth.

You glanced back and rolled your eyes, then put on your shorts, feeling slightly chilly. You folded your clothes and stacked them next to Misha's sweater, then walked to the bed. The only lights that were on where those behind the bed, on the frame, and the side table lamps.

You got under the covers, snuggling a bit and Misha turned and moved closer to you. "Thank you for a lovely day baby," You said and kissed his cheek. He smiled and shut his eyes, "It's just the beginning [y/n], the first day. It'll get more fun. My pleasure by the way, no need to thank me."

You kissed him on the lips which at first surprised him. He held your neck with one hand and kissed you back. He pushed you back and you lay flat on the bed, he was halfway on top of you.

"Now what should I do in return to make your day?" You asked with a smile, running your hands through his hair. "Nothing at all. You made my day... well, my life, when you married me," He answered and placed a soft kiss on your lips.