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Jett would smile, "Maybe it's more fun for you to just smile." he would say, "But I guess I will tell you what I feel... The world is no less or more beautiful than the day is long, but a world without you in it, lacks any color, any vibrance, all hue would be sucked from the world and we would be left in the land of grey without any reason to go on, you are the only thing I see, the only reason I breathe, and by far the only reason I am." he would say with all the intensity he had when he started.

Cynthia's face flushed bright pink at his words. She had no clue what to say. She hid her face in his chest shyly, knowing she was blushing rather brightly. "...je t'aime." she whispered. It was really the only thing she could think to say to him.

(I gotta go for a bit, sorry. Bye!)

(no worries, take it easy, hope we can do this again tomorrow.)

Jett would hear the words she used, maybe he came on a little strong, but he'd been feeling this way for a while now and it was finally okay to let it out. "Je t'aime trop, that's I love you too." he would say with a delicate touch and inflection. He would hold her close and he would search for this movie called Harry Potter. He would find the movie was on in a few minutes, lucky right? "So let's watch this movie, unless you just want to sit here and talk for a few minutes?" he didn't have a preference, he just liked being with her.

Cynthia smiled warmly when he spoke back to her. "I don't mind either way. Have anything on your mind that you'd like to talk about, Jett?" She moved a little bit so she could just look at him, smiling warmly. "If there's anything on your chest, now's the time to get it off. I'm all ears."

Jett would look into her beautiful lime green eyes, he would hesitate, "We need to talk about how I spend my money, especially if this is going to be as serious as it feels." Jett would say, wondering if he would make her mad saying that, "We agreed to talk about it later, and well... it's later." he would say still hesitating.

"I mean I want you to be apart of my life and that entails financial responsibility. I want to know that you're okay with the things I purchase. I have money, and if it makes you feel any better I haven't even spent a fraction of it. I just like spending money when I'm with you so that I know I am spending it on you, and not on myself, I know it sounds weird, but it's just the way I see it." he wanted to hear what she had to say.

"I just want you to be happy, and anything I can do to make you happier I will do." he would say in a most sincere way.

Cynthia blinked as he mentioned what they had to talk about, and then she nodded. "You're right." She would listen carefully as he spoke, and she sighed softly. "I know. But I don't need money spent on me that much. I know you want to pamper me, and make me happy. And that's sweet, it really is. But I don't want to be pampered. If there's something I want, I'll ask you for it."

She tried to think over how she was going to explain her point of view to him. "I know you have a lot of money. And that's okay. But what I hate is when you do things on a whim without even thinking about it. I mean, last night. It was sweet that you got the resturaunt for us for the night, but what about all those other people? What if it was somebody's birthday, or anniversary? You interrupted everyone's meals and their plans. You have to think before you act, Jett. And you just don't seem to do that."

Jett would sit back and think for a moment, "You're right, you're absolutely right, I'm sorry, and if I could take it back I would, but I can't." he would say with some regret, "I know what I can do, I can take what you've said and use it to make better decisions... at least I will try!" he would say and laugh a little. "If I'm going to do that though, I want you to know that you can ask me for anything, and I mean anything." Jett was sincere about this, "I know you don't want to be pampered, but you do want to be appreciated, and I'm so bad at this that I have a trouble finding the difference, so I'll leave it up to you." Jett would say and then have a thought, "I will continue to spend my money when I see fit, and I will likely still buy you things when I feel like it, but what I won't do is negatively impact other people with it, I'll also make sure to ask you most of the time, is that a fair compromise for the time being?"

Cynthia listened to him carefully, then smiled once he was finished. "I think that sounds like a great compromise. And I'll try to be more understanding and accepting, okay?" She would kiss his cheek. "I guess we just have to meet each other half way, huh?" She was glad he was so willing to see what her point was. She had a good one, after all. As long as he thought about what his actions would do and how they would affect others, then she felt like he would do just fine.

Jett would look down at her and then stand and pick her up(if permitted) and carry her over to the bed, he would lay her down and begin kissing her, he wasn't intending on sex, just loving her... he would climb into the bed next to her and just hold her... he would comb his fingers through her hair.... softly kissing her neck and holding her closely.

Cynthia blinked in surprise when she was picked up, and when she was put down on the bed she got a bit nervous. "U-um Jett..." But then he simply moved next to her and held her. Shre relaxed a little and closed her eyes, cuddling close to him. The brush of his lips on her neck made her cheeks pink, but she didn't reject him. The moment was nothing she had ever experienced before. It was perfect.

Jett would hold her close timing his heart in beat with hers, he actually could force his heart beat to a specific timing, but she didn't know this. "Je vous aime plus que le ciel est vaste, l'océan est profond, le soleil ne brille brillamment. Je vais toujours être là pour vous ... Je t'aime vraiment, j'espère que votre préparé." he would say in his softest tone to the woman he'd do anything for, he would always be there for her, and while she wouldn't understand him, he would make her feel it. "I love you Cyn." he would say and grip her tightly with a single tear running down his face, a tear that he hadn't shed for some years, he was never allowed to cry. He couldn't imagine life without her at this point, life would feel empty without her... "You're my world, and the only thing in it."

Cynthia blinked as he spoke in French again. She really would need to learn French so she could know what he was saying. But honestly, she loved hearing him speak like that to her. She would nuzzle close against him, listening as he spoke. She smiled as he spoke those three words and she hugged him close. She easily noticed when that tear slid down his face. "J-Jett!" She was worried. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" She brushed the tear away gently. Was he alright? His next words made her sigh softly and she kissed his cheek. "I love you too." She smiled gently. "It's okay."

He didn't even notice the tear, all he could do was stare at this lovely woman. He would kiss her, passionately, but gently. He would feel the rhythm of her body. He was crying because he'd never really felt, not since his last partner died the day before he retired. "I've never felt this way, I don't know how to react." he would look at her, "You're the only thing I've ever felt this way about, I know that's strong and it may sound like it is too soon, but I don't know how else to feel."

Cynthia blinked as suddenly she was kissed, but she kissed him back gently. Her fingers brushed through his hair gently, trying to comfort him. She smiled softly at his words. "It's okay. Just...just relax. It's alright. Just breathe." She pet his cheek gently and closed her eyes. She simply stayed there, trying to comfort him.

Jett would lay there... he was happy... "I want you to know, I'm not sad... not at all, you make me happy." he would lay there with her, but he hadn't realized how comfortable he was and would soon doze off in her arms, the best sleep he'd ever gotten, the best sleep he was sure anyone could ever get... he wouldn't dream... life was too good to try and think of something better...

Cynthia smiled gently and just lay there with him. When he fell asleep, she couldn't help but chuckle softly. She would let him sleep for a while, just laying there and dozing on and off. Finally though she would very carefully slip out of his arms and go to the kitchen to start making them some lunch. She had a lot on her mind, and it was admittedly distracting.

Jett would wake up to loud crashes and a pot clanging onto the floor. When he came out, he would find Cyn sitting on the floor in the kitchen, holding onto her hand; it looked badly burned.

Jett would stir violently out of his nap, "Cyn?" he would run into the kitchen, she had burned herself badly... "Are you okay?" he would walk over to her on the floor, look at her hand to see that it was bleeding exceedingly... "Here... let me have your hand." he would hold onto her hand, he would concentrate... deeply... he would imagine her ki along side his own... he would intertwine his own ki with hers... folding his skin into itself over and over... making it breathe life back into her flesh, he would picture the skin growing, replacing, healing, and sealing the wound...

Cyn looked up at Jett, there were tears in her eyes. Well, naturally, after all it hurt like hell! "S-sorry, I just...I got lost in thought, and I put my hand on the burner and I didn't realize it and then this happened..." She let him take her hand, watching him. She stared in surprise as her hand started healing. The bleeding stopped, and her hand recovered to the point where it was only minor burns.

"..h-how did you do that?" She sniffled a little bit and rubbed at her eyes with her good hand. "Thanks. Sorry, I must seem like such a crybaby..."