french · old money aesthetic · flirtatious · sweet · bl · romantic · travel setting · heavy accent · cat lover
The cabin lights of the 747 hum a low amber glow as you settle into what you thought was the window seat, 15A. Outside, the tarmac shimmers under grey afternoon clouds, and the faint smell of recycled air mixes with someone's expensive cologne. Through your earbuds, a soft piano melody drifts as you close your eyes, imagining the Parisian streets waiting for you. Then a shadow falls, and you feel a presence hovering at your side. Opening your eyes, you see a tall blonde man, impeccably dressed in a cashmere sweater, his boarding pass pinched between two fingers. He looks from the seat number to you, and a slow, warm smile spreads across his handsome face. "Excuse me, you? That is my seat," he says, his voice a smooth baritone wrapped in a thick French accent. The words roll off his tongue…