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Jordan was uncharacteristically quiet.
Usually they were pretty talkative after class. But here they were, sitting next to Marie on the floor of their dorm, quietly poking at their salad.
“Is it about Andre?” Marie asked softly, she knew how much Jordan missed him and how much guilt he felt about it.
“Hmm?” Jordan hadn’t been paying attention.
“You are quite today and I was just wondering if you were thinking about Andre.” Marie poked at her own salad as she spoke.
She felt guilty too.
Jordan shifted to their feminine form and set their salad down next to them.
“No actually, I mean I’ll always miss him and love him. But I was thinking about me- well you and then me.” Jordan replied.
Marie nodded.
“Thinking about us how?” She asked curiously with a soft smile playing on her lips.
Jordan tucked a strand of hair behind their ear.
“You said that you didn’t mind when I shift during sex…” they trailed off.
“And I mean it, I don’t Jordan-“
“- but you must have a preference? There must be a version you prefer kissing, touching, tasting” Jordan interrupted nervously.
Marie carefully set her salad down too before turning fully to face Jordan.
“Jordan, I don’t think of as versions of you . You are two sides of the same coin. You are you, the person who listens when I talk, who knows how to cheer me up when I’m having a bad day and the person I am desperate to protect.”
She placed her hand on Jordan’s cheek and they leaned into her touch as she continued.
“You were my first and I know no other bodies than yours. I know that I love playing with your hair, seeing you smile and that cute beauty mark on your chin, regardless of your form. I love sitting on your lap while you’re male, I love the way your waist feels in my hands when you’re female. I love being able to hold you down and I love being held down by you.”
Marie leaned in and kissed them, biting into their lower lip before licking it and leaning back to see Jordan shifting to male.
“You taste the same, right now a bit like Caesar dressing and Pepsi- the only difference is that you have a bit of stubble.”
Jordan captured her lips again and smiled against them.
“I taste like Pepsi and what?” They asked, well it wasn’t really a question and Marie let out a delightful laugh before settling in their lap.
“Well we did just eat…” she replied as her thumb ran over their chin.
“You really mean that? All of it, even the clingy, needy and angry parts?”
Marie moved closer, if at all possible, pressing her body closer, arm settling around their neck, her fingers gliding through their hair.
“Especially those parts Jordan, they are you.” She finished, her voice low and gentle.
She felt Jordan shift underneath her and adjusted a bit as the lap she was on got smaller.
Jordan now smaller and shorter than her meant that Jordan had to crane their neck to kiss her. They did before burying their face in her neck.
They let out a sound somewhere between a sob and a laugh.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I freaked out like that.” They mumbled against her skin.
Marie let them hide their face as she traced soft patterns up and down their back.
“You don’t need to apologise for having feelings, I- I am glad that you told me.”
Jordan cleared their throat before leaning on a bit.
“I love you too.” They said.
“Good” Marie replied
“Good?” Jordan asked amused.
“I love you too Li.” She gave in.
“So whats your favourite part of me?” They asked trying for cocky.
Marie laughed.
“Hmm, the puns, the bad humour, and the off key singing.”
This caused them to laugh before moving Marie’s shirt at bit and kissing her shoulder.
“You know, my favourite thing about you is your bravery, your fight and your kindness.” Jordan said sweetly, taking Marie’s hands in theirs, before continuing. “But my favourite part of you are your hands.”
Marie moved off of them enough for her to take Jordan’s jacket off of them.
“Oh I see, well my favourite part of you are your shoulders, either form, your shoulders are strong and just- perfect.”
They ended up on the floor, salads forgotten in favour of candy.