definitely going to spain

Moments. Chapter 17: Trip

Idea explained here

You can read all the parts here

(I’ve decided to put the prompts in the end from now on so it’s not like a spoiler or anything)

Chapter 17: Trip

“Yousef, come on! We’re going to be late” Sana yelled from the living room

“I’m trying to close your suitcase” Yousef yelled back from their bedroom.

Sana shook her head and went to their room to see what was going on. She saw her husband sitting on the floor fighting against her suitcase. It was possible that she had taken too many things, but they were going to be in Morocco for 2 weeks, she needed all that stuff.

“How was it what you said? ‘Sana, please I can do this, I’m a strong man, I can close a suitcase’ Yeah, I see that you can” she teased him as she leaned against the door frame.

“Well, I thought we were staying for 2 weeks, not 2 years”

“Ha ha” she said rolling her eyes “Do you need help?”

“Nah, I can do this”


She crossed her arms on her chest and looked at him while he tried to close the suitcase failing with every attempt. After his fifth try he sighed and gave up.

“Do you really need to bring all of this?” he asked looking up at her

“Yes” she said shrugging

“Okay, then it’s time to try the ultimate trick. Come here”

“Why? What are you planning?” she asked frowning, she knew Yousef could come up with the weirdest things.

“I need you to sit on the suitcase so I can try to close it”

“Seriously, Yousef? Do you think this is a rom com from the 90s? That never works”

“You underestimate me” he said acting offended “Come on, at least let’s try”

“Fine, but only because we’re going to miss the flight if we don’t leave soon”

She sighed and walked towards him sitting on top of the suitcase. With a quick move Yousef could finally close the suitcase

“Ha! See? I told you it’d work” he said with a smirk “who’s the smartest of this marriage now, huh?”

“Me, it’s still me” she rolled her eyes and stood up “and now we have to go or we lose our flight”

“Wait” he said as he stood up and took her hand making her stop

She turned around and faced him. Yousef smiled at her and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.

“What was that for?” she said confused, Yousef was always really affectionate but that had come out of nowhere

“Just because I love you” he answered shrugging “And because I still haven’t seen you smile today. I know you’re stressed about this trip but everything is going to be okay, we won’t miss the flight”

Sana’s lip curved into a smile. She tended to get really anxious when she had to plan something and this was their first trip as a married couple and as cheesy as it sounded Sana wanted it to be perfect so she had been stressing out about it for the last days.

“There’s the smile I love” Yousef said placing his fingers on her dimples making her laugh

“You’re such a kid” she chuckled

“I’m not denying it” he laughed too “Now, let’s go”


“You have got to be kidding me” Sana spat as she read the announcement “All this stress for nothing?”

After running to the airport they had arrived just in time to see an announcement, their flight was delayed for 12 hours.

“What are we going to do now, Yousef?” she asked exasperated

“I guess we’ll have to wait here. It wouldn’t make sense for us to go back home and come here again” he said

“And what are we going to do at the airport for 12 hours?” she faced him frowning “So much for our trip being perfect…”

“Hey, hey” he wrapped his arms around her waist and looked at her tenderly “Our trip is still going to be perfect, okay? We’ll just have to wait a little more to get there. Besides, you’re talking to Yousef here, you really think that you’re going to be bored these 12 hours? You’re underestimating my dorkiness”

He brushed his thumb against the skin between her eyebrows trying to smooth her frown. She took a deep breath and looked at him tenderly. How was it possible that he always knew the right thing to say?

“Now I’m getting scared” she said smiling

“Oh, you should” he laughed “Okay first of all we need to find some place to eat, since we’re going to be here for awhile”

Um…I think the restaurants are on the other side of the airport”

Yousef’s lips curved into a smirk as he titled his head.

“What?” Sana asked confused

“I’ll be right back”

“What? Where are you going?” she asked but he was already gone.

Five minutes later Yousef approached her with a luggage cart and the same smirk on his face.

“Why did you take that? We only have two suitcases, we don’t really need it”

“Oh it’s not for the suitcases, it’s for you”


“Want to take a ride to the restaurants?” he asked biting his lip

It took Sana a moment to understand what he was implying.

“No, no, no, no. I’m not doing that”

“Oh come on Sana, it’ll be fun!!”

“It’ll be embarrassing, everybody will look at us”

“So?” he said shrugging

She pressed her lips trying to hold a smile and shook her head

“Fine, then I’ll sit and you’ll push me” Yousef said

“Huh? No way, if someone is getting pushed in that thing it’s going to be me”

Yousef chuckled and raised his eyebrows at her. She shook her head once again but this time she sat on the luggage cart.

“Okay princess, next stop: food!”

And with that Yousef started to push the luggage cart with Sana on it. At first she was embarrassed, everyone was looking at them but eventually she got over that and started to laugh as he weaved through the crowd.


“That one is definitely going to Spain, look at her clothes, she’s going to some place where the sun is always out” Yousef said

“Well, in some places in the north of Spain the sun is not always out but yeah I guess that she may be going to the south” Sana agreed

They were sitting on the floor with their backs against the wall, there were too many people in the airport to find a chair to sit, and facing the moving sidewalk. They had been there for about an hour now, playing a game where they had to guess where the people they’d see were going. Yousef’s phone was playing some music and he kept tapping his foot to the beat. Just as the last person on the moving sidewalk left a new song started to sound and it was of course “I feel it coming” by The Weeknd.

“I know what you’re going to say” Yousef said before Sana could open her mouth “Yes, you caught me dancing to this song and it was embarrassing”

“I was going to say that it was cute, you’re such a good dancer” she said matter-of-factly.

Yeah? You like the way I dance?” he asked raising an eyebrow at her

“You’re alright I guess…” she teased him shrugging

“Oh, I’m more than alright…and I’ll prove it to you”

He took the phone, stood up and walked to the moving sidewalk.

“No way…” Sana whispered more to herself than to him when she understood what he was going to do.

A few seconds later there he was, her dork of a husband dancing in the moving sidewalk to ‘I feel it coming’. She covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. Why was he like this?

“This doesn’t work if you’re not looking at me, Sana” she heard him complain

She rolled her eyes and uncovered her face looking at him. The thing was that as lame as his dance was he was a damn good dancer and everyone could see that. She looked around and saw everyone looking at him with a smile on their faces, some of them looked impressed. She felt a wave of pride inside of her. That was her husband, the dork, the dancer, the funniest guy she had ever met, the love of her life.


“How many hours left?” Sana asked as she leaned against his shoulder.

It was night now, they were sitting on some chairs surrounded by the rest of the passengers of their flight.

“Two hours” he said wrapping his arm around her “You can sleep if you want, I’ll wake you up when it’s time”

“What about you?” she asked yawning

“I’ll sleep in the plane” he said kissing the top of her head

“Yousef?” she whispered looking up at him


“Thank you. This is the best trip ever and it hasn’t even started yet” she said as her eyes closed


Prompt:  Married!Yousana (but before they have kids,please) prompt: “Sana and Yousef leave Norway for a romantic holiday in Morocco, but txhey get stuck in a airport after their coincidence flight is delayed (for like 10/12hours). After their little adventure in the airport, they finally get to Morocco and have their romantic trip….” I hope you like it enough to write it, thanks for all your stories!

This is it! I hope that you don’t mind that I didn’t add the trip but I didn’t want this to be too long. I hope you’ve liked it though, thank you so much for the prompt!!!

Thank you all for readign and I really hope you’ve liked it!

anonymous asked:

How were their interactions when Ale was a colony? You made me curious

Arthur had a habit of raiding Mexican ports and capturing treasure ships going from Mexico to Spain. 

So, there was definitely the opportunity for those two to have interactions without Spain being there to supervise. The idea of Ale being on one of those ships that Arthur captured certainly has a lot of potential. Arthur also could have provided a different perspective to Ale if they had the chance to talk.

Favorite moments from Poe Party Ch. 5

- Lenore only caring about the blood stains

- Charlotte’s reaction to being accused (bring on that reaction gif)

- “Charlotte, no one is accusing you.” “No, I am. I definitely am.”

- “And then I suppose I screamed…”

- “AND he hates going to Spain!” “WHAT?!”

- George only caring about preordering the deceased’s book

- “It’s a real hatchet job…” get it? GET IT?!

- “You think this is EASY?!”

- George’s “it’s rest day!” but then Hemingway can’t lift him either

- George complimenting another dress and trying to talk his way out of it again

- Annabelle and Emily friendship omg someone finally noticing Emily! 

- Wilde rolling his R for so long on threat


- Annabelle being completely clueless on why someone may not sleep in their own bed after going out

- Annabelle actually leaving an accused murderer with a ghost and EMILY DICKINSON like what are they going to do

- Charlotte, Lenore, and Emily all alone…. oh god the awkward silence

- How Wilde never even plays along that George is a man

- The face on Agatha Christie’s face before she falls down


- how Annabelle seems more upset about George dying than Eddie dying

- “I George Elliot am a woma–” everyone else: are you kidding me right now, mariann, WE KNOW 

- “Her only crime is being totally basic”

- Hemingway’s creepy over-enthusiastic smile while holding knifes

- “Alright, I think the murderer is doing alright.”


- Charlotte not quite being able to decide if she’s aroused or not by Hemingway being a tool

- *long pensive silence* “She was stabbed”

- Poe’s reaction to the idea of a seance

Just a random thing I’ve noticed with people who speak English as a second language. (I can only speak from the perspective of US English).

“Are you going on vacation on your break?”
“I’ll go to Spain this summer!”

“I’ll go” will obviously be understood, but definitely sounds weird. If it were me, I would say “I’m GOING to Spain this summer.”

The phrase “I’ll go” is used more with something you’re consenting to. For example:

“I need to pick up some milk, but I’m so tired.”
“I’ll go!”

“Who wants to sing first?”
“I’ll go!”

But for events in the future, it’s always “I’m going” (as far as I can think of right now).

“Are you doing anything tomorrow?”
“I’ll go to the store to get some bread.”

“Are you doing anything tomorrow?
"I’m going to the store to get bread.”

In contrast with: (correct)
“Mom! We’re out of bread!”
“I’ll go to the store tomorrow and get some.”

Sorry if this isn’t very eloquent, I wrote t sporadically while in the car on mobile! If anyone more educated on ESL or linguistics wants to correct me or give their opinion, please do! :)