#professor!verse

“We’ve got plenty of time--” And dad will make me tell the whole thing anyway-- “Tell me how things are going.”

“Oh, gosh that’s a little, personal. Ah, . . . well, I remember my first kiss. It was just before I left for school, from a boy I a little younger than me. He wanted to give me a ‘parting gift.’ Very sweet.” She thought for a moment before continuing. “I remember kissing my first boyfriend for the last time too.” That’s all she’s willing to say, and she quickly moves on to a happier tone. “I remember the kiss Victor gave me on New Years the first year we were together; that was very memorable indeed.”

Jane set aside her chicken bones and went to look for a container. That was enough bone-breaking for today. 

“You know, it’s been a tough year for her.” Jane frowned, as if she could shame the Universe itself. “Her father, her job, her boyfriend, her-” she made a vague hand gesture “everything! It’s just so much! But then sometimes, if it’s quiet and she’s not working, she looks . . . happy.” Jane looked back at the stranger again, hopeful, if concerned. “I want her to be happy. She deserves that at least.”

“How about the best so far?” She said, smiling. “I remember a kiss so good I locked myself out of my apartment! It was absolutely magical.”

“Sometimes.” She smiled to herself. “I like the idea of a summer wedding. Something outdoors, maybe? Dad would like it if we could do it at the old house. And of course Victor gets input as well.” She felt the blush on her cheeks and shook her head. “It’s fun to imagine, especially since in my head I can ignore all the logistics. In reality? I just hope we’re together for a good long time.” 

“Of course!” Jane assured automatically, smiling. It was easy to admit, even if like most other professors Jonathan was a few years older than her. He had a sort of childish wonder she admired. Added to the fact that he still played Pokemon, she couldn’t help but think of him as younger. “You’re certainly not old. Now, what were you going to say?”