「︎𝘑𝘦𝘢𝘯」︎

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ❝𝙄’𝙢 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 – 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙩.❞ ⠀ ᅠ ᅠ

"You are everything I could want in a lover, Jean." His other hand now lightly holds her cheek, thumb caressing the skin of her face. "No one could ever compare to you."

"You deserve the world, Jean." Victor once again reciprocates the affectionate kiss, mildly humming as he felt Jean resting her forehead against his own. His hand smoothly roaming her costumed back.

"And I love you, Jean. More than you may ever know." Victor smiles warmly, brushing the bridge of his nose against Jean's, keeping her body close to his armored chest as the pair share a tender moment.

Victor returns the kiss, looping his metal arm around her waist and brings her over to sit on his lap.

"Nothing is the issue, Jean."

"Hmm?" Victor arched a brow after Jean removed his mask, placing his palm onto the back of her hand.

Eyes slowly squinting, lost for words.

"No, I heard you. Loud and clear."

"Hmm... suppose that is one way to phrase it."

"Because you are not like the others, my dear."

"Who is bold enough to join me for some wine?"

"You are far too good to me, Jean." Seconds later, Doom reclaim his throne, looking directly at Jean.

"Well, you have me now. That is the main thing, no?" His thumb lightly rubs the skin of her cheek.

"Jean, you are never a bother to me." Victor says, placing his iron hand gently onto the redhead's cheek.

"You could have woke me up, my dear."