Peter Maximoff and Jubilee (x men)

"I love you"

Jubilee POV

Today is me and Peter's 1 year anniversary and I'm honestly thrilled about it. I don't know what he had planned but I made him a romantic thing, and bought him a few random things. I start to head up to my room, and unlock the door. When I walk in I see tons of sticky notes covering my walls, but the thing is in of them are in English. I decide to ignore it and walk into the bathroom to find the mirror covered in sticky notes also, with things saying "you're beautiful" and stuff like that on them and I smile. I walk back into my room and start to try to figure out what they say. I find the one in German that I recognize, since Kurt speaks German.
"Ich liebe der," I say out loud slowly having it translate in my head. "I love you.."
I turn around and search for another one I can recognize. I finally fine one right above my night stand.
"Happy one year anniversary babe. You always ask me if I love you, and I always respond with yes. But, today you don't have to ask because my truth is all over your room. I love you darling," I whisper reading the sticky out loud and realizing that every single note says the same thing.
"Do you like it?" I hear a small voice say from my doorway. I turn around and see Peter standing there looking hopeful.
"Of course I love it. How long did this take you?" I ask doing a full 360 spin to see every note covering floor to ceiling.
"Well it took me and hour to translate it all, and some of it is just phrases like you're amazing or something like that cause I ran out of languages. It took me a hour and a half placing them all, do I could fit every single one. I tried," he says walking over to me, and wrapping me in a hug.
"Now my gift looks bad," I whisper against his chest, breathing in his scent.
"It can't be that bad!" He says kissing the top of my head and I pull away to grab his recently wrapped gift. I hand it to him and he smirks, going over to sit on my bed and open the box. I sit next to him and wait for him to open the box. He gasps when he opens it, picking it up gently.
"You made this?" He ask looking up at me with wide eyes.
"I got the pictures from your mom and made the scrapbook while you were out for a run, or sleeping. Jean had the felt in her room to make the cover on the front. I thought it would be cute," I say lightly and he starts to flip through the pages. He gets to one picture of his mom, his little sister, him, and me. While the three of them were smiling at the camera I was looking up a Peter smiling. His eyes start to well up with tears and he keeps flipping through the pages, tears streaming down his face by the time he is all the way through. He looks up at me and takes my hands, after wiping the tears away.
"What's the empty spot for?" He asks his voice cracking.
"Well I was saving it for our wedding day, whenever that may be and we can add pages as much as we like," I whisper back at him. He smiles and wraps me up in a hug. We stay like that for awhile, enjoying the thought of each other's gifts.
"I love you," I say.
"I love you more," he whispers back making me smile widely and decide not to argue.