Jules Albert's POV:
Jules Albert was a quiet chauffeur. He was in his fifty's and had been Mr. Samuels' chauffeur since the start of his career. He enjoyed driving him around and over the years they's become pretty good friends.
He normally gave Brian privacy when they drove. He was often traveling and sometimes he needed the time to sleep or relax, or do thing he otherwise didn't have time for.
Today, however, Brian was not alone in the back seat. They had picked up Ezra before heading to the city of Paris. On their way to pick him up, Jules Albert had asked Brian if it was a date. The singer had turned red as a tomato and insisted they were "only friends and nothing more".
In Jules Albert's mind Brian had to be one of the most oblivious persons he knew. It wasn't hard to see that both Brian and Ezra liked each other. They had been casually flirting for weeks, and even the chauffeur had noticed. But for some reason it seemed like neither Ezra nor Brian realized the feelings were mutual.
As they drove through the streets of Paris, Brian and Ezra were talking in the back seat. He didn't want to eavesdrop but they were talking pretty loud. From what he could tell, they were flirting, but not the kind of forced, heavy type. It seemed more natural. Jules Albert sighed. Oh, to be young and in love again.
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Ezra's POV:
After walking around in Paris for a while, they found a little café not too far away from the Eiffel Tower. They ordered their coffee and sat down in the back of the café. Ezra had laughed at Brian when he had ordered a caramel ice coffee.
"I thought you would be more of a 'I like my coffee as dark as my soul' kind of guy," Ezra said laughing.
"They don't make coffee as dark as my soul," Brian replied.
"You're right, then it would just have been the milk."
"Fuck you" Brian said, grabbing his coffee and paying the barista.
"You wish" Ezra said, sticking his tongue out. Brian blushed at the comment, rolling his eyes.
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They talked for a long time. The Café was almost empty by now and the sun would be setting soon.
"What about you," Brian asked. "what do you want to do? I mean except dancing." He took a sip of his caramel ice coffee.
"I mean, I really love dancing, but it's not neccessairly something I want to do for the long run." Ezra said. "I've always wanted to become a doctor and I did finish collage last year, but things changed economically and I don't have enough money of my own, so I don't really know."
Ezra had told Brian about his family, or rather what was left of it. He had never known his father and his brother had died a few years ago, so now it was just him and his mother. His mother had mamaged to put him through collage, but he was an adult now, almost 23, and he didn't want to be a financial burden for his mother. She had enough to deal with as it was.
"I'm sorry to hear that," Brian said with a sad smile. "But I do think you would've made an excellent doctor." That made Ezra smile a little.
Brian's POV:
The café was about to close so they decided to leave and go back to the Eiffel Tower. It was dark outside and a little chilly but the tower lit up the entire park. They just walked around for a while, but not at all in a romantic way. Although Brian had to fight the urge to hold Ezra's hand. But, you know, in a friendly way of course.
"I should probably text Jules Albert to come pick us up." Brian said and stopped. Ezra made an agreeing sound.
"He says he'll be here in ten" Brian said when the chauffeur answered.
He put his phone back in his back pocket and looked at Ezra. Even though they were the same age, Brian was a few inches taller than him. Their eyes met, and that was when Brian realized just how close they were actually standing. Ezra was blushing which made Brian smile.
This is practically the perfect moment, Brian thought to himself. He would probably never get a chance like this again, so in a moment of recklessness, he went for it. He took a step closer and kissed Ezra.
A million thoughts went through Brian's head in the first two seconds of the kiss. Wow, he was actually kissing Ezra. Omg he was kissing Ezra. Why the fuck did he do that? This is going to ruing their friendship! What if he don't kiss back? Omg he's not going to kiss back. This was all a horrible mistake.
Brian was about to pull away when Ezra kissed back. Brian felt himself relax a little more and he melted more into the kiss.
Jules Albert's POV:
Jules Albert parked the car and looked out to see if he could spot Brian and Ezra. A few minutes later they came walking towards the car, holding hands. The chauffeur smiled to himself, but didn't comment on it when they got in the car.
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