Jean Grey
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Jean Grey
@lgnisAeterna
I wouldn't have cried if it had left me being able to fly.


scott stirred, figure shifting in the striping moonlight illuminating the room through cracked curtains. then, he awoke — a visor adapted for comfort strapped to his head, cool beads of sweat forming at his hairline. he let out a short sigh as he sat up, soaking in the +

it always felt strange, seeing jean like this, with his own eyes, unaltered and as it might’ve been. it caught him off guard, in a way, the pink of her cheeks softer, her hair more orange than crimson… he stared for a while, doing his best to remember every shade. “ you’re +

instinctively, scott closed his eyes as jean removed his visor — brows furrowing with a worry that was fully ingrained into his being. but, he trusted jean. he knew that. so, after a moment of reminding himself of that, he opened his eyes.

makes sense.. rest well


his cracked smile widened as the other moved him, a warmth that was married by that of her arms. “ of course, it would be rude of me to keep you waiting… ” he chuckled as he tilted his head, finding her lips with his own.

a hand was already reaching back to push the door shut as he did as instructed, dropping the gloves to meet the other with a smile. “ yes, ma’am. ”

“ hah — alright, then. ” he said, more to himself than anyone else, as he continued following the other. a brief, cautionary glance over his shoulder preceded a quickened pace, turning one corner, then another, until he found her once more. “ you dropped these. ”

She is happy to see Jean is back. @lgnisAeterna








