Rea laid on the hotel bed, staring up at the ceiling as she waited for her brother to be done with his shower so that she could shower too.
Her eyes hadn't left the ceiling since they got back from the restaurant, and her thoughts hadn't left the ambiance in that balcony.
It was odd to think about how the day had started, and how it ended.
She didn't think she'd have that conversation with Heeseung, looking at the stars and drinking wine, but she did.
About love, out of all things.
Her heart was going erratic, and for some reason she couldn't help but wait for the call that he said he would make.
After that small conversation with him, she feels more open to it.
Maybe it's the wine.
She thought as she placed her hand on her forehead.
"Sam, I'm done." Angel announced with a joke, making her look at him as he dried his hair, walking out of the bathroom.
"Dean, I want to ask you something." She whispered as Angel sat on the bed and looked through his phone.
"Is it about Heeseung?"
"How did you know?"
"Just guessing."
Rea went quiet for a few seconds before looking at the ceiling again.
"What do you think I should do?"
"What do you want to do?"
"I don't know that's why I'm asking you." She sassed making him roll his eyes.
"I think you know, you just don't want to say it out loud. Close your eyes and say the first thing that pops to mind, quickly."
Rea followed his advice and closed her eyes.
"3, 2, 1...Say it." Angel spoke as if it was a game, watching her in amusement.
"Go with the flow." She whispered quickly as she kept her eyes closed. "But what does that even mean?"
"It means.. go with the flow. Hakuna Matata."
Rea giggled as she kept her eyes closed, remembering watching the movie so often she knows the entire song.
"I'll go with the flow. I guess... But I'm scared."
"Of what?"
"Getting hurt." She said softly as she turned her head to look at him. "And he's..."
"What?"
She looked back up at the ceiling as she thought of her words.
"He's fake."
"What?" He puffed out a laugh as he leaned on his hand to look at her clearly.
"Do you not see it? He's... emotionally intact. That's impossible. He's pretending to be someone he's not."
"How do you know he's not the super nice guy he lets on?"
Rea shrugged before looking at her brother.
"People like him.. the super nice people.... I don't know. There's just no way that he's smiley happy go lucky all of the time. He just pretends."
"And that makes you mad?"
Rea thought about his words and looked up at the ceiling again.
"I guess it makes me jealous."
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"But about the getting hurt thing. If you do, then you learn from it. We're in France, we're near the city of love. We only have three weeks here. A little vacation fling won't hurt anyone." Angel grunted as he laid down on the bed with his arms over his head.
"You're not a good influence, Dean."
"That's why I'm Dean and you're Sam." He justified as he tilted his head.
"I thought it was because you're older." She laughed as she stood from the bed, walking towards the bathroom.
"That too."
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Angel brewed coffee as he sighed from sleepiness.
He suddenly got startled at the sound of a phone ringing and looked around for it, seeing Rea's phone on the bedside table.
"Rea. Rea.... Rea!"
"Huh? What?" She sat up in a hurry in bed as she looked around for her brother, her eyes half open.
"Your phone is ringing."
"Whatever, tell them to let me sleep." She grunted as she laid back down, placing the covers over her head again.
Angel sighed as he rolled his eyes, walking over to the phone and picking it up.
"Hello?"
"Oh, hi Heeseung."
Rea quickly lifted her head off the pillow at the name that came out of his mouth and looked at her brother in a hurry.
I thought he was drunk!
"Is Rea here? Yeah. She's right here."
Rea's eyes widened as she watched her brother smirk, taking the phone off his ear and pressing something on the screen.
The ringing sound of a facetime call made her eyes widen even more.
"Angel, what are you doing?" She whispered harshly as she practically ran out of the bed and grabbed her phone quickly turning off the facetime call and passing it back to him, making him roll his eyes.
"She's sleeping right now though." Angel lied as he sat down on the desk chair with his coffee in hand. "Oh, you wanted to go out for breakfast?"
Her brother raised his eyebrows at her making her glare.
"Say no." She mouthed as she shook her hands.
The willingness of the night before was definitely wine inflicted.
"I'm sure she would love that... Me? Oh no, I can't go. I have something planned for today, but all my sister was planning to do was sleep, so I'll wake her and tell her to call you back."
Rea watched him hang up the phone, shock written all over her features as she sat back down on the bed with a thump.
"How could you?"
"You said you'd go with the flow last night remember?"
"Yes, but I was tipsy, I had a whole bottle and a half Angel. What did you just do?!"
"You're going out for breakfast with Heeseung in the amazing romantic city of Le Mans, France." He spoke in a posh accent as he sipped on his coffee, throwing her phone on the bed.
"And what exactly are your plans?! I thought this trip was for both of us, not just you?"
"This trip can still be for us; you're just going out for breakfast with him. Maybe you might go for lunch, and dinner. And then maybe a night in his hotel room and I'll get free VIP tickets for Championships." He smirked as he stood up, walking towards his suitcase. "Now what's there to do for a loner in France?" He said to himself.
"Do you realize you just sold your sister for VIP tickets for a toy car competition? Also, I am not going to his hotel room. Not now, not ever. Plus, you could get those tickets yourself, aren't you like boyfriends now?!"
"So are you really not planning on having sex until you get married?"
"Yes, I am not going to touch a soul until I get married! So I am not getting you your stupid tickets in any way!" She yelled as she tossed a pillow at him.
"You don't have to go to bed with him to get me those tickets-"
"Shut! Up!" She said as she walked towards the bathroom, closing and locking the door.
Angel laughed as he looked through his suitcase.
"Sam! I only agreed because drunk words are sober thoughts." He spoke gently as his small smile didn't leave his face.
"You wouldn't have wondered about him last night if you weren't interested in him. And you wouldn't be afraid to get hurt if you weren't considering giving him a chance from the start. I still don't understand how you immediately discarded him as soon as you met him."
Rea leaned against the door of the bathroom as she looked at the floor, a small frown of thought on her lips.
"So, what do you think I should do?"
"Go with the flow, we already talked about this, stupid."
She played with her hands before opening the door and looking at her brother, who stared into her eyes with a comforting gleam.
"You'll be fine. You learn from things like this. This is an experience that you probably will never forget. A romantic fling in the middle of France. You'll tell this to my nieces and nephews when you're all old and wrinkly, and you'll make your husband jealous." He chuckled as he raised his eyebrows at her.
Sometimes she wondered how her brother had more wisdom than she did when they were born on the same day, but he's crazier than her.
He's lived as if he were to die tomorrow, so he knows a lot more than she ever could.
When it comes to things like drinking, partying and fashion she's the one to call, but crazy life decisions were always Angel's thing.
Rea's already experienced disappointment once before, and that deterred her from moving forward.
But for some reason, on this trip, she was now deciding to strip as much of that fear away as possible, for a random famous racecar racer, who is clearly a walking red flag, that she'll most likely only see for the next three weeks of her life.
She sighed before walking over to the bed and grabbing her phone, looking at the number that just called, and dialing back without hesitation.
Angel cheered quietly as he continued looking through his suitcase.
"I love you." She whispered to him and he scrunched up his nose in disgust.
"Okay, let's not go there Cody."
"You're Cody."
"No, you're Cody."
"I said you're Cody-"
"Hello?"
"Hello." She greeted nervously making Angel tease her as she narrowed her eyes at him and walked towards the balcony, opening and closing the door behind her.
"How did you sleep after all that wine?"
"Pretty good. What about you?"
"I got so drunk last night because they kept bringing celebration champagne to my hotel room."
"You get drunk on champagne?" She couldn't help but chuckle as she leaned against the door.
"You don't?"
"Nope."
"Then you must be a good drinker."
"I guess I am."
Rea started thinking about things even more.
She didn't know whether she wanted to keep hating him anymore, cause she wasn't sure it could work now.
They already made the first step under that moonlit sky and that glass of wine.
"So, breakfast?"