Your boyfriend is German

You are French and he is German.

You live in Paris, in the center, near the Eiffel Tower. But you didn't live alone, you lived with your boyfriend. He was German and had trouble pronouncing the letter "a". You always taught him how to pronounce it.

His name is Heinrich and he was 24 years old. He went to the gym and kept his figure. He had curly black hair that hid his eyes. But if you saw his eyes, they were green, like two emeralds. And his lips were like two peony petals (a flower). He had a smiley piercing and an earring in his right ear.

One night you were walking with him, holding his hand. You rarely met people, but you didn’t pay attention to it. Suddenly it started to rain, and you wanted to go to shelter. But suddenly Heinrich hugged you around the waist and kissed you. You were surprised by the unexpectedness, but responded to the kiss. You put one hand on his shoulders and the other on the back of his head. After a couple of minutes, he tore himself away from your lips, smiled, and then said in German:

— I love you, my French cat... (I love you, my French cat...)