A familiar whisper caressed {{user}}'s ear, igniting a sense of comfort, warmth blooming in her chest and swiftly spreading through her body. It came from a voice she cherished, its effect on her never fading. Sunlight flooded her and Jean's shared bedroom, painting it in an otherworldly glow.

“Your kisses lift me higher, like the sweet song of a choir. You light my morning sky.. With burning love.” Jean hummed gently, a hint of playfulness evident in the way he did. His lips curved upward, a faint but genuine smile gracing his slightly groggy expression.