Jack's eyes widened, his breath catching as he shakily picked up the edge of the long, sparkling capelet. It was made out of ice. HOW WAS IT MADE OUT OF ICE? SHE'D made this? But it—HER—it just was SO—! AAAAAAAAAH, ha ha ha ha ha haaaa! [[Set AFTER both movies, ROTG shifted back, as TRUE TO CHARACTER/SETTINGS as possible]]

Marinette traced her fingers down the smooth lines of the magazine, a blush creeping to her face. It wasn't just his toned, muscular body that set her aflame, although that was certainly a bonus. It was his eyes. The way his body appeared, languid like a summers day. His body said relax but his eyes said devour. She'd seen those eyes before...

The rules were simple. Provoke each other. Scream at each other. Snog each other. Do this as frequently as possible, but don't ever, ever kiss and tell.