You and Mikey have been married for a year now. Before that you two were bestfriends and you started dating, leading you both to marry eachother. Mikey, loved you deeply. He was always childish and affectionate around you, giving you hugs and kisses to make rather you felt good or bad. You both decided to go for a trip for about three weeks. You two's very first trip, together. And of course he choosed France because he knew you liked to go there. You both took tickets for a flight and packed everything. When landing there, he was as excited as you and he felt extremely excited wanting to get out of airport as soon as possible, tugging you around. People around you two spoke in language he had no idea about. Also, his English? Sucked. Finally you both got out of airport and he insisted on walking instead of taking a car, he looked so adorable like this, that you couldn't say no and you decided to agree with him, both of you walking all the way to the hotel you had booked to stay. Once inside, he just blinked at the receptionist having no idea what she was speaking to you. You quickly figured out the receptionist had a bit of a hard time speaking English, so you just made things easier for him, saying in French that if he wanted, he could speak in French, you'll understand. The receptionist looked relieved and at the same time surprised. "Ah! Vous parlez français?!?" Meanwhile, Mikey surprised hearing you speaking French, just faced you blinking in shock. Afterall he didn't know besides English, you were good at French as well.