oh my god this soooo gorgeous, your descriptions are so endlessly pretty, i felt like i was taking a tour of a vintage photo exhibition with little exhibits of all these places lined up and how very fitting that is for gyuhao?!!!

There's so many lines in here I want to parrot back to you, bu this one right at the beginning really struck me:
That night the Seine was Paris’ hearth, and Mingyu was Minghao’s.

Thank you so much for filling my prompt, I absolutely could not have imagined this vivid, melancholic meeting of stars across time!!!