"Ready for the show tomorrow, Corb?" you asked him while you put on your mascara. "So ready. I love performing here, the crowds go crazy." he replied from outside the hotel bathroom. "Daddy, where are we going?" Charlie asked and he picked her up to sit her on his lap. "We're gonna go for a walk, sweetheart. We're in a whole different country so we're going to explore it a little bit. You, me and Mama." Her eyes lit up with curiosity, having little to no understanding of the world outside of Los Angeles. You finished your makeup and changed into your outfit; you decided to wear a white sweater and a black corduroy skirt paired with combat boots. Charlie jumped up and down on the bed in her pajamas until you picked out a cute long-sleeve and some jeans for her to wear. Once she changed, you braided her hair and kissed her cheek. You stood up from the bed and grabbed your bag, "Ready to go!" Charlie chirped. Corbyn clicked his tongue, grabbing her jacket off of the bed. "Not without this, sweet pea. I don't want you getting sick." he said. He helped her put on her jacket and took your hand, "Now we're ready."

"It's so beautiful here." you breathed, holding Corbyn's free hand while his other one was holding Charlie's, who he was holding on his shoulders. "This is my third time in Paris and it still amazes me. It's definitely not as beautiful as you, though." he said, winking at you. You felt a blush creep up on your cheeks at his compliment. Corbyn's sweet words made your heart beat quicker and your chest feel warm no matter how many times he said them. The three of your strolled through the streets of Paris, stopping to get souvenirs and something to eat while you were out. You reached a park on your walk and asked Corbyn if you could stop and sit for a bit. You found a bench and sat down, looking around to people watch everyone walking around you. Charlie sat on your lap, leaning into your chest to try to avoid the brisk breeze blowing past. Corbyn pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the two of you, your cheek resting on her head and a subconscious smile on your face. It was adorable and he couldn't help but think about how lucky he was. "C'mere, I want a selfie." he said, moving closer into your side. You leaned your head on his shoulder and repositioned Charlie so she was sitting between you and Corbyn. You smiled for the first picture, then took a few more that were cute and funny. Charlie got a burst of energy and got up to do cartwheels in the grass—or at least, her attempt at cartwheels. You and Corbyn watched her for a few minutes in amusement, joy filling both of your hearts at how precious she was. He recorded her and posted it on his Instagram story, captioning it and tagged you. You got the notification and you were a little shocked; you and him hadn't talked about making your relationship or family situation official to the fans. He could see the visible concern on your face and immediately panicked. "Wait, should I not have done that? Did you not want people to know about this yet?" he asked frantically and you shook your head. "No, no, no, babe. I'm more than proud to be your girlfriend and Charlie's mom. I guess in this moment I just forgot that there's a world outside the three of us. There's people all over the world who love you and support you. People who you share your life with, and I want to be a part of that." you gushed, sounding much more sentimental than you intended to. Corbyn's worried expression turned into a happy one, a grin spreading across his face. He leaned forward and kissed your lips sweetly, smiling into the kiss. "Daddy! Come do cartwheels with me!" Charlie said, giggling as she landed sideways and rolled around in the grass. Corbyn stood up and held out his hand to you, "Come on now, if I have to do cartwheels then so do you." he smirked. You chuckled and took his hand, the three of you doing cartwheels, playing tag and having a wonderful time like you were the only three in Paris.

"Woo! You guys are insane!" Jonah said into his mic, earning screams and cheers from all around the arena. It was the halfway point in the show and the boys took a talking break. "It's so good to be back in Paris. We always have such a great time here and the crowd gets better and better every time." Daniel joined in while they set up for the mashup. "Before we get this started I wanted to thank you guys for being so patient with us. I had a um, situation that forced us to change the order of the shows and it was really difficult, but I've never been happier. You guys are the best fans we could ever ask for and I myself can't thank you enough. There is one person here tonight though who wanted to say hello and thank you all as well." Corbyn said, ending his heartfelt speech by gesturing towards the side of the stage. Unknown to the crowd, you and Charlie stood off to the side watching the entire show. You gently pushed Charlie forward, pointing to Corbyn. "Go ahead baby, Daddy's bringing you out to talk to the Limelights remember?" you said and she nodded quickly, giggling and running out on stage. Corbyn scooped her up and set her on his hip. Despite the large intimidating crowd and the bright lights, Charlie didn't hide her face. She smiled brightly as the fans cheered and awed at how sweet the interaction was. Corbyn brought his microphone up between the two of them. "Charlie, is there anything you want to say to the fans?" he said and held the mic to her mouth. "Hi," she squeaked, "thanks for making Daddy happy. I did cartwheels in the grass yesterday and Daddy said it's because of the Limelights." Although it wasn't exactly what she was supposed to say, it still made the boys and the fans happy. Everyone laughed and smiled at her innocent rambling, quieting down for her to say more. "You're right, sweetheart. Can you tell everyone thank you and that we love them?" Corbyn said and Charlie nodded, reaching for the microphone. "Thank you! We love you!" she shouted into the mic and it made everyone in the area roar. Corbyn kissed her cheek and set her down, whispering to her that she could go back to you. After she ran offstage, Zach spoke into his mic. "I'm her favorite uncle by the way." he snickered, causing Daniel to shove his side. "Doubtful." he chirped in and the boys laughed. "Alright, who's ready to keep this show going? Are y'all ready to have a good time?"