The flight was pretty tiring for Arya, but for Derek it wasn't so much. He was used to travelling to different places around the globe, his sleeping schedule was pretty flexible, or maybe messed up, he didn't know. Not that he complained as it helped him overcome being jetlegged in a much quicker way.
They had just arrived at their hotel and throughout the journey, Arya had been nothing but awestruck. Derek couldn't help but be mesmerised by her, finding her innocent reactions and being happy over little things endearing, although he did pretend to be busy on his phone so that Arya wouldn't feel self conscious. He didn't want her to control her behaviour around him. The mere sight of her being happy was bliss for him, and he would do anything to keep it intact, even if it meant controllin
