Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated to pixienerd for giving me the idea for this chapter. She wanted to see a one-shot from another character's perspective about Kurt and Kitty, and one of her suggestions was about Jean being able to hear Kurt and Kitty's thoughts (whether she wants to or not) when they're around each other. Thus, this one-shot was born (and just in time for Valentine's Day, too).

I hope y'all enjoy (especially you, pixie ^_^)! But you may want to proceed with caution; nothing too graphic, but there is some talk about sex in this chapter (although, interestingly enough, the word "sex" isn't even mentioned...).


Thoughts

"How would this look?" Kitty asked as she pulled a short, sleeveless black dress from a rack and held it out in front of her.

Jean couldn't suppress a smile. "All I can say is if Kurt saw you in that, he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off you."

Kitty flushed pink. "Yeah, you're probably right," she said, putting the dress back.

"Unless, of course, that's the idea," Jean continued. "Your first dating anniversary is right around the corner, after all."

The brunette seemed to blush even harder as she realized what her friend was getting at. "Jean!"

"You can't tell me sleeping with Kurt hasn't crossed your mind." Jean's voice took on a teasing tone. "Just so you know, I've heard him thinking about taking things further once or twice before."

Kitty raised an eyebrow. "What, are you a voyeur or something now?"

"Hardly," Jean said, sounding serious. "Do you realize how loud your thoughts can get when you and Kurt start making out?"

"Uh, no?" Kitty said. Sorry, she added mentally.

"Don't worry about it," Jean answered out loud, shrugging. "They're just more difficult to block out, is all. An occupational hazard of being a telepath."

Not to mention that Kurt and Kitty's more...intense thoughts during particularly heated moments could cause Jean to blush as red as her hair (to be fair, they weren't too unlike the thoughts that went through her and Scott's minds during their intimate moments, but still), although she refrained from actually saying that.

Kitty walked over to the next rack of clothes and proceeded to rifle through it.

"So...have you and Kurt ever talked about sleeping together?" Jean asked.

Kitty paused, as if wondering if she should reply. Finally, she said, "Yeah, once, when we first started dating. We agreed to wait."

"Until marriage?" Jean guessed. That wouldn't surprise her, although a part of Jean (and it was a very small part) privately thought that, when it came to Kurt and Kitty's relationship, they certainly took their sweet time. It had taken Kitty almost a year to realize she loved Kurt, then another six months or so for them to get together. The pace of a snail would've been faster.

"Probably. Religious reasons, y'know?" Kitty went back to going through the clothes. "Besides, we're still too young, and there was no way I wanted to end up pregnant at sixteen."

"And Logan would castrate Kurt if he caught you two going at it."

Kitty grinned. "That, too."

Both girls laughed.

"Ooh!" Kitty pulled out a long-sleeved, V-necked shirt. "What do you think of this?"

"It'd look cute on you," Jean said with a smile. And quite fitting, she thought, noticing the bright blue color of the garment.

"I think I'll try it on," Kitty decided, and she and Jean began to make their way to a dressing room.