Yuri bites at JJ's lips, finding it... exceedingly attractive that JJ was speaking in Russian.. not that he would let JJ know in so many words. No, he would make this difficult until the day he died. Make this man work for everything.

"Your pronunciation is a violation to my ears." He whispers back. Then he switches to that language he abhorred so much, that supposedly romantic garbage.

French. Ew.

"Perhaps you should try harder." Pronunciation was almost perfect, but that thick Russian was indisputably undercurrenting ever syllable.