Jean
was never the type to feel down around Valentine's Day, but this year
was different. She had been single for the last two years, the
students and her teammates had left no room to be lonely. Even on
free days, she enjoyed being alone because it was as easy as walking
into the next room for company. As the residents of the mansion
paired off, smiling like they had something to hide and sneaking
private moments, Jean found herself thinking 'why not me?'. But that
would be her secret shame, as she told everyone else that ever
confided in her that same question, 'when it's your time it will
happen'. She had it once, it wasn't good for your karma to be
ungrateful for what you had. So as every year, she spread little red
and pink hearts around the mansion, this year hoping she could get
into the spirit.
The spirit called for some of Storm's truffles.
Demanded, really, and Jean wouldn't dare tempt the spirit of
Valentine's Day by not listening.
"Don't tell Storm,"
Jean spoke around a mouthful of chocolate as Logan stared at
her.
"You need help, Jean."
"I know, they're
just so good," she groaned.
"Control, think about
something else."
"You try getting a taste of these and
trying to think about something else," she demanded.
"I'll
pass."
"C'mon Logan, just one," she picked up a
truffle and walked over to him.
"No thanks."
"Open
up," she grinned, backing him into a corner.
"What are
you doing!"
"Nothing," Jean spun around, bumping
into Logan.
"You didn't wake me up for a truffle run?!"
"I'm
sorry," she popped the chocolate in her mouth.
"Chocolate
whore," Kitty grinned, watching Logan watch Jean lick her
finger.
"What was that," Jean jumped, sticking her head
out the kitchen door.
"Woo woo, you wish you could be that
finger," Kitty snickered.
Logan growled, making Kitty snicker
more because his face darkened.
"I'm walking away now, I've
got cocoa paranoia," Jean kissed Kitty's cheek and smiled at
Logan before leaving the room.
"So, Loverboy."
"Don't
start," he growled.
"Ask her out," Kitty
grinned.
"I don't do that."
"First time for
everything, Romeo."
"Katherine..."
"You
were already thinkin' about it," her mouth dropped
open.
"Katherine," he insisted, yet a smile broke
through.
