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.