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I poked Thomas in his cheek in an attempt to wake him up while he was sleeping next to Newt.

"Edisonnnn." I teased and gave him another poke.

"Let me sleep."

"Last time I checked, you didn't let me sleep either." Another poke. "But I'm very happy you're finally together with Newt!"

"I'm happy too."

"I assumed you were, yeah. Anyway. We're gonna go shopping. Wanna come?"

"Sure." He mumbled into his pillow. "Give me a sec."

I hummed and walked into the bathroom to finish doing my hair, almost bumping into Minho, who came hot and ready out of the shower with amazingly wet hair, toned biceps, and well, all the muscles.

He smiled, but there was something sad in his eyes. A feeling of pity. "Hey." He said.

"Hi. Everything okay?" I raised my eyebrows, concerned about him already.

Minho nodded. "It's just... well— I've got work to do today. So I can't come shopping with you. I'm sorry, Princess."

Slightly disappointed, I took his hands. This was just sad. So much work during his vacation. "It's okay." I assured. "Just don't exhaust yourself, all right? We'll go shopping another time."

He let out a long sigh. "Okay. Wait. No. Not okay. I'm gonna say I can't work and I'm gonna go shopping with you."

"No, love, really." I said fast, not wanting him to lose anything important or something by this action. "I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?" He bit his lip, seeming unsure himself.

"Yes."

"Alright." He put a hand in his pocket before revealing his bank card. "Here."

I shook my head immediately. "I'm not taking that."

He closed my fist around the card. "Pretty sure you are gonna take it and spoil yourself with whatever you want."

"You said you didn't want to spend your money."

"On you I will. And want. Maybe need." He said. "So take it, Princess. If you feel like it, you can already buy a wedding dress, hm?"

"I can buy anything? All kinds of clothes?"

"Yep. Anything. Though I would rather not have you walking around half naked." He leaned back against the wall. "But yes, anything you desire."

"Hm." I rubbed my chin. "So I can get skirts and dresses?"

"Yeah."

"Without you checking them?"

His Adam's apple moved and he now turned serious. "Yes, Quinn. Without me checking."

"Okay." The corners of my lips curved up. "Thank you, then!"

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"Which ones do you need?"
Thomas and I stood in a story, staring at tons of period products I was planning to buy, just in case.

"These." I took the right tampons and pads. "Alright. What's next?"

"Clothes." He decided as he got a peak at the boxes I just put in our bucket. "You better explain me how that works sometime, because what the hell."

"Mhm." I rolled my eyes, slightly annoyed that boys his age still didn't know what it was.

"What about this?" A few minutes later Thomas stood dressed in the clothes he wanted. I approved happily... and all the others things he wore.

Next were the things I liked. Wide blue pants with a white top that was decorated with the same blue color. Thomas held his thumbs up. A leather jacket, jeans, and a white shirt. Thomas approved that and everything that followed.

"Is that your card?" Thomas wondered when I paid for my clothes, a little less unsure since I now knew Minho really didn't mind me buying stuff.

"No. It's Minho's." I muttered.

He gasped. "He gives you his card? And I can't even lend some money!"

"First of all, you steal the money. Plus, you're not his girlfriend." I replied with a sigh.

"Damn. He must love you a lot. I'm not complaining about Newt, though!"

I got butterflies at that comment, but ignored them and continued our walk to the next shop, the perfumery. This time I was confident enough to buy Minho a nice scent, and myself a mini one.

"You know, I'm surprised they even let us go alone and that nothing bad has happened yet." I said, frowning a bit. "Hm. Guess we're lucky today."

"Yep."

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We spent the rest of the day visiting shops and buying a few more things, but not too much. We watched the Eiffel Tower again, and tried to communicate with people, though that didn't really work.

Super happy, I followed Thomas into his room, and got even happier when we found Minho on their couch. His eyes lit up immediately. Jumping up, he guided me to his bed.

"Haul?"

I chuckled. "Sure." I held up every piece of clothing.

"Fancy. Hot. Damn. Wow. Amazing." Words like that left his mouth. At the end, he was smiling brightly, too.

"Oh, and this!" With clammy hands, I handed him the bottle of perfume. "That's for you."

Minho looked at it for a long time, then laughed and kissed me right on the lips. "Thank you, Princess."

I blushed. "Also got these, but yeah." I lay the boxes of tampons and pads down. "That's it."

With a frown, Minho inspected it. Thomas joined next to him, again telling me to explain how tampons worked.

"Newt, come here. She's gonna teach us!" Minho announced. He gestured for the blonde to sit down, but he didn't.

"I have a sister, man! I know how that works."

"Right." Thomas coughed. "All right. Explain, Spider-Man!"

I went to get a bottle of water and put that down on the nightstand, pulling a tampon out of its box. "Okay." I handed it to Minho. "Open it."

"Oh, god." Newt murmured. "Drama."

"Oeh, I'm in!" Thomas scooted closer at that word.

Minho opened the package of the tampon. Inside was the white thing with an applicator sitting around it.

"Okay. You take it here." I moved his fingers over the tube. "And then you push it in here."

"So that bottle is the hole." Thomas blurted out, but he didn't seem ashamed anymore. Not that he should've been.

"Yep. That's it." I nodded as my eyes carefully watched Minho bring the tampon to the bottle.

"Why does it have a rope?"

"It's a string. Not a rope." I smiled before explaining the next thing he had to do. Minho obeyed and pushed the tampon into the water, using the applicator.

He let out a yelp and let go of everything. "It's swelling!"

"Is that normal?" Screamed Thomas.

"Normal." I confirmed. "Minho! You have to hold the string or it will get lost in the stomach!"

He quickly took ahold of the string, staring at the tampon with wide eyes. "That's what happens?"

"Mhm. Now pull it out."

His face paled. "Uh... sure." He thought it would be possible to flex and do that with two fingers, but that did not work. "Doesn't that shit hurt?!"

"Sometimes." I shrugged. "Better respect me now, boy."

"I have always respected you... but now even more." Minho gulped, using his fist to pull it out now. "Oh my god!"

"This is terrifying." Thomas squinted his eyes. "No way this— is it a prank?"

"No, it's not." I threw my head back from laughing.

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A/n: Don't really like this chapter. I guess it's more of a filler :) x Vera