Belgian Waffles

[Jean Snow]

"I beg to differ!" he laughed as he wiped the soapy water she'd just thrown at him from his foot. He was currently standing on one leg, balancing, as he used the towel that she'd also thrown at him to dry his sock off. Now, there was a large damp spot on it. Still, it didn't put a damper on his feelings about the whole day so far. From OWLs to dinner to just spending time with Victoire, Jean was feeling really good about how things were going. The teen was never this playful in the castle, mostly because he was too busy being annoyed by things that his fellow students did so it was nice to just relax. Victoire had always been good company, and he was pleased that she was even better company now that they'd admitted to liking each other. His fears that things would suddenly go awkward had been unfounded.

Jean was too far from the sink to get his revenge that way, especially without being able to use magic. He knew that it would be better to bide his time and see if a better opportunity for revenge came up. He wasn't usually a person who could pull off the whole delayed gratification thing, but he was willing to give it a shot. Holding his hands up, Jean spoke. "Alright. I'll call a truce" for now he added silently with a smirk on his face. Putting the towel down, Jean moved closer to Victoire. He knew that she was probably suspicious of his motives, but this time he really did just want to be close to her. Looking down at her, his blue eyes locked onto hers as he reached to put a hand on her waist. The teenager leaned his face down slowly, their lips finally touching once more. Eventually, he'd have to head home but for the little while longer that he was here, he was going to keep enjoying himself. He pulled back slightly. "I'm glad we're doing this. Not just the kissing, though that's definitely fun too. But this" he emphasized in French, hoping she understood that he meant this whole dating thing. He still wasn't sure what this all meant, but he was enjoying it anyway.

 

[Victoire Fontaine]

Victoire could admit that she'd never been particularly playful, she'd always been very focused on her studies, on being responsible that even the idea of being playful in such a way was a little beyond her mind in most circumstances, she just found it difficult to be such when she had so much else to worry about, it was just in this moment with Jean in the apartment that she was really able to not worry about anything, not worry about her brother, not worry about her family, or worry about his family, worry about school to the responsibilities that she had, that they both had, everything like that had been left behind, and the blond girl felt comfortable to just let her hair down with him, to enjoy the company in the privacy of this apartment and Victoire could stop moving to be a safe distance from him after she'd thrown the water at Jean, expecting perhaps a return of the attack, but given that they didn't have the use of their wands, it made it a little more difficult to return the attack playfully, Victoire knew she'd manage fine, but she'd grown up without magic showing her how easy it would otherwise be.

The teen just watched Jean hold out his hands in calling a truce and she just nodded slightly at him, clearly not quite sure about if this was just a farce but she smiled at him, moving closer to him as he did the same, it was always nice to be close, she definitely enjoyed the aspect of being physically close to him, it was just so lovely, so good to be able to share such moments with him even if given the nature of them they were slightly few and far between. Victoire looked up at him, her eyes meeting his, smiling at him, at the hand on her waist, as he leaned in to her, she met his face and just returned the kiss, her hands finding their way up to his shoulders where she brought him closer, deepening the kiss, all too soon he pulled away and she just listened to what he was saying, and listened to what he was saying, enjoying the switch back to french, "Yeah, me too," she replied in french with ease before just pulling Jean in towards her and kissing him once more on the lips, they wouldn't be able to share many of these moment she assumed and Victoire intended to make the most of it.

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