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Agron made good on his promise in showing Nasir the world. The next night when Nasir woke up in his bed, Agron was already up and waiting for him.
“How are you, my love?” Agron asked and it made Nasir’s smile even broader. He got up and hugged Agron close, not caring if the man before him was cold to the touch and trying his very best not to touch him too much.
“I am well thanks to your good care.” He said cheerfully before stepping back, allowing Agron his space. “You have not yet fed, your skin is still cold.” He stated and Agron nodded.
“I will before we leave.” He said and Nasir turned to him again.
“Leave?” He asked.
“Yes, you wanted to see the world, did you not?” Agron smiled himself and his fangs showed just a little. Nasir thought that it should have made him shiver, but instead he just looked at the man before him, not seeing the vampire. He took a few steps again, but then remembered that Agron hadn’t fed yet and stayed in place.
“Where are we going?” Nasir asked and the smile on his face could have lit up the entire room. Agron reached out to touch Nasir’s cheek and sighed softly. What he wouldn’t have given to see that smile again, when they were both yet alive.
“Europe… I believe we can start with Paris and then we’ll see what’s next.” Agron softly said before dropping his arm next to his body.
“I will go and feed now.” Agron said as he made his way to the door, but Nasir stopped.
“Can I go with you? I ehm… I don’t like being alone at this place.” He looked over the heavy curtains and the dark carpet. It felt too much like a tomb, but then again he would have to get used to that.
“I don’t want you to see me in such a state.” Agron refused but was quick to reassure Nasir that he would come back in just a few minutes time.
Agron walked into the street and looked around carefully, spotting a young woman who was standing alone near the wall of the closest building. Before she could turn her head his way, he was already upon her, teeth sinking into her neck and gone again without her feeling more than a single prick thinking it might be a mosquito.
He returned to Nasir and found him sitting in a chair next to the window, looking out over the streets. At the sound of the door Nasir turned around and smiled again at him. He had nothing to take with him, what was in his apartment of properties he did not care for. He had asked Agron if he could stop the rent and he had kept his belongings in the hotel.
“Are you ready to go?” Agron asked and Nasir stepped up to take his hand. Together they walked out of the hotel, where nobody looked up at this late hour to their presence and they stepped into a cab which took them to the airport. Agron had arranged a first class seat for Nasir, but had to stay in cargo himself to ensure his safety.
The trip to Europe was one of the most comfortable Nasir had ever been on, although he could not recall an earlier flight. He had been a little nervous to fly alone with Agron somewhere below him in the cargo of the plane, but the air hostesses did everything to make him feel comfortable.
As they landed in Paris, it was night once again and Agron could come out of the cargo space unnoticed. Nasir was waiting for him in the main hall of the airport.
“Where shall we go?” Nasir asked as he took Agron’s hand in his, a little surprised that Agron’s hand was not yet ice cold. Without saying anything, Agron walked them to a waiting cab, which deposited them neatly at a grand hotel which had wooden shutters, effectively keeping the sun out once it was day. The suite Agron had hired was nothing more than exquisite and Nasir was sure that it cost a fortune to rent it.
“Agron?” He asked as he watched how the vampire looked out over the city. It seemed like the vampire was lost in thought and when he turned towards Nasir it took a moment before he recognised Nasir.
“You do know that you can’t keep spoiling me like this? This is… it’s too much.” Nasir gestured towards the king size bed, the additional lounge area, the large tv, the butler who would be standing at their door discreetly for if they would need anything.
“Oh Nasir,” Agron smiled sadly as he took a few steps near Nasir, gently caressing his cheek. “Money is of no worth to me, I don’t know how much I have and I don’t care one bit. But it is enough to spoil you like this, and you will let me because you care for me. Humour an old man.” He smiled softly.
“You’re not old.” Nasir whispered as he leaned in, pecking Agron on the lips.
“Perhaps to you I don’t seem old, but I feel ancient.” Agron murmured. He had hoped that with Nasir in his presence, he would feel more alive again, but the two thousand years he had spent on this earth still weighed on him. Nasir could sense it too, that something was off, but he did not comment on it.
“Will you show me the city?” He asked instead and Agron nodded, taking Nasir’s hand in his and leading him to the door. Agron said that they could walk to some places and he would deal with how to get to the others, which made Nasir curious.
The hotel where they had rented their suite stood closeby the Quartier Montmartre, where the artists lived. Agron explained that during the day multiple painters sat around the square, filling it with curious tourists who were then trapped by restaurant keepers to buy a very expensive lunch.
“Oh, so maybe it’s best that we are going here by night.” Nasir answered with a nod as they walked from the square over to the Sacré Coeur, one of the largest churches Nasir had ever seen in his life. It looked beautiful and it seemed such a romantic place. He saw a few other couples walking out on the lower street and in the park below them. He wrapped his arms around Agron and pulled him a little closer.
Agron, as always, kept a safe distance between him and Nasir, in fear of hurting the slight human, but Nasir never relented and kept asking for his attention. Agron gently laid his hands around Nasir’s waist, but did not apply any pressure. Nasir was content with just being held and looked at the stars, of which there were many now they were out of the hustle and bustle of the city.
“I wish we could stay like this forever.” Nasir murmured softly, not daring to look up to Agron, who would probably see this as folly. Agron only squeezed him slightly before releasing him again.
“Would you like to see the Eiffel Tower?” Agron asked and Nasir nodded eagerly.
“Oh yes, very much! But the tower is closed, how are we going to get up there?” Nasir asked before stifling a yawn. He had been a night person before having met Agron, but this was testing his limits and he knew that he should sleep when Agron did, but he was not used to it yet. He noticed the vampire watching him intently.
“I’m not tired, really, I want to see the tower.” Nasir said again and it made Agron laugh as he shook his head.
“Still as stubborn as ever.” The vampire mumbled before gesturing for Nasir to come closer. Nasir’s eyes widened a little, this was the first time Agron asked this of him and he eagerly wrapped his arms around Agron’s form again.
“Hold on tightly and close your eyes.” Agron instructed as he wrapped his arms around Nasir again, a bit more forcefully this time. He jumped high up into the air, the sensation of the cold night sky sweeping by them barely noticed by Nasir who had screwed his eyes shut, hoping that the feeling in his stomach would end soon.
It was a bit of a trip from Montmartre to the Eiffel Tower, but Agron managed it in a record time, his mighty leaps keeping the travelled distance at a minimum. He set Nasir down under the Eiffel Tower, where the little lights were happily burning away. Nasir opened his eyes and stumbled a little, before regaining his footing.
“Do you do that often?” He asked Agron before being stunned into silence by the tall building above them. It looked amazing and he gasped at the sight. It was a pity they could go up there, but he was happy just seeing it.
“Do you wish to go to the top?” Agron asked and Nasir looked at him.
“How are you going to pull that off?” He asked and Agron just smiled, holding out his hand to Nasir. Nasir complied and within a few seconds Agron had brought them to the highest level, now dark except for the twinkling lights on the outside of the large tower.
“This is amazing.” Nasir whispered in awe as he looked over the city. He had never thought that he would get out of New Orleans, let alone the US and here he was standing on top of the Eiffel Tower. He looked at Agron and he felt a tear slide down his cheek.
“Thank you, thank you so much.” He whispered, knowing that Agron would be able to hear him. He hid against Agron’s chest and sighed happily when Agron did not push him away but held him.