You and your boyfriend had gotten in a small argument. Over what? Neither of you remembered. He just knew that you were probably right.

You, him and a few other friends were on your way to Paris. You were sat beside your friend, after begging to swap so you weren't beside him.

You had headphones in and she nudged you gently. “I’m going to go to the bathroom. I’ll be back.”

You nodded and put your headphone back in. As soon as she left, she eyed your boyfriend and gestured to you. He nodded and slipped into her seat.

He leaned closer to you, and tugged one of your headphones out. “I’m sorry.” He murmured.

“I’m sorry, I’m stupid. You’re right,” I said, nuzzling into your neck, kissing it once. And again. And again.