Unrequited

Unrequited

Remy Lebeau x Rouge (Anna-Marie)

Word count: 712

Summery: Remy confesses to Rouge

A/N: This was requested and I usually don't write character x character but I tried it.

It was getting late, and the sun was setting, leaving the sky a mix of pink and blue. Rouge sat in the garden of the school, looking at the plants, deep in thought. Her eyes look almost sad when she looks up at the sound of footsteps on the grass behind her.

Remy approaches her cautiously, almost like he's worried he'll scare her off, his heart pounding in his chest so hard it would probably ache later.

Rouge turns to face Remy, watching him take a deep breath before speaking. "Rogue, can I talk to ya for a moment?" He let out a nervous sigh, watching her scoot over, leaving room for him to sit. A way to close the gap between them, if she even felt a gap like he did.

He didn't sit, though, he just stood, never taking his eyes off of her.

"Dere's somethin' I gotta tell ya. Somethin' I been holdin' back for a while now." He starts, and Rouge tilts her head, curious at what he might say next.

"What is it, Remy?" She questioned. Remy looked over her face, taking in how beautiful she is, almost like if he looked long enough, he'd get the confidence to finally say it, although that wasn't true. "I love ya, Anna-Marie I know it ain't easy, with all da things we got goin' on. But I love ya, deeper than anythin' else." He spoke before letting his gaze fall to her lips, waiting for the right words to fall from them.

But all he gets is, "I- I have to think about this, Remy." He pauses and blinks at her before speaking again. "Okay, yeah take your time."

That night Remy had barely slept, too anxious about Rouge's answer, and that morning, when Remy found his way to the kitchen, he saw Rouge seated at the table, seemingly lost in thought.

"Mornin', cher. How ya doin'?" He speaks, hoping to lighten the mood, but already has a feeling that it wouldn't help, no matter how hard he tried, the moment she looked towards him. "Remy, about last night..." She starts but trails off, seemingly not wanting to say whatever she was going to. "Ya don't have to say it. I can see it in your eyes." He says he already knew where the conversation was going.

His heart ached, but not in the way he thought it would when he last talked to her, no, it ached more like he had a hole in his chest that was being rinsed with alcohol.

Rouge sighed deeply before speaking again. "Remy, you're a good man. But I don't... I just don't feel the same way. Not like that." Remy shuffled backwards a little, moving towards the door, but gave her a smile that couldn't be more forced if he wanted to be. "It's okay, Rouge. Really. Some things... some things just don't work out, and I understand." He said looking out one of the windows.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, Remy." She tries to tell him to bring a hand up to comfort him, but stops herself and instead holds it close to her chest. "You didn't hurt me. You didn't do anything wrong, Rouge." He said trying to not make her feel bad, but before she could speak again, he turned on his heels and left.

Remy's chest ached in a way that he never imagined, no matter the wounds he got from battles, none would ever compare to the feeling he had now.

He almost wished he never said anything to her that evening, he somehow would've preferred forever longingly gazing at her, but he knew that he would've wondered even longer. "You look like you got ran over by a truck." Logan speaks up from behind Remy before coming to stand beside him.

"Feels like it." Remy let out a dry chuckle before glancing at Logan. "It'll get easier. Trust me." Logan says while crossing his arms over his chest. "You'll be alright. You're tougher than you look." Logan looks at Remy before looking back at the sun that's starting to rise over the treeline.

Maybe Remy would be alright eventually, but for now he would have to hold onto the ache in his chest.

Farewell kiss

Word Count: 805

Remy Lebeau x Reader

Summary: The Lebeau family gathers in the late evening, unaware of the looming departure of Remy. As he prepares to leave for a mission with the X-Men.

It was late, maybe nine or ten at night, and the Lebeau family was gathered in the living room. Remy sat on the couch, holding Rose and Riley, one in each arm. The girls were laughing with their father, unaware of the absence that would come in just a few hours. Y/N stands nearby, her eyes filling with tears as she watches them."Alright, time for bed, girls. Daddy needs to go out. Remy said, standing with the girls. "But we want you to stay!" Riley exclaimed, clutching her father's shirt close in her hands.Remy pressed a kiss to their foreheads before speaking again.

"I know, but I'll be back soon, I promise." He tells them as he walks to their rooms, dropping each girl in their beds and telling them goodnight before making his way to his own room. Standing at the dresser in his shared bed room, changing into his X-men uniform. Y/N watches him from the bed, tears brimming her eyes. The weight of the impending departure hangs heavily in the air. "Do you really have to go?" Y/N's voice trembles as she speaks, almost scared to hear his answer, but yet she yearns for the response anyway.Remy let a heavy sigh pass through his lips. "You know I do, cherie. They need me." Y/N felt the tears finally slip down her cheeks, leaving a salty trail behind.

"What if... What if I need you?" She questioned him, her eyes trailing up to his face, watching him fix his coat before meeting her gaze. His eyes hold an emotion she can't exactly put her finger on. No matter how long she had known Remy, there were times when not even she could tell what he was thinking. He stepped closer to her and took her hands in his own, letting his gaze fall on them before looking at her.

"Kiss me before I go." His voice was quiet, like he whispered a secret into the air, not wanting anyone else to hear it. It was strange, she had never heard Remy whisper those words. He was always loud and proud when he said them. A smile tries to spread through the tear streaks covering Y/N's cheeks. "It's not like you'll never come bac-" Y/N's words are cut short by Remy's firm voice. "Kiss me." He held her gaze, not daring to look away, almost like time had frozen. Neither spoke for a minute, Y/N wasn't sure she was even breathing, and her chest was heavy from anxiety, so she wouldn't even be surprised if she stopped breathing, if her heart stopped in the moment, she wouldn't notice, not with his eyes staring into hers the way they were.

Y/N's feet shuffled forward, and her hands slipped from his grasp and moved to his face instead. For the first time in a second since Remy spoke, she let out a breath, and her shoulders relaxed. She shifted up onto her toes and brought him into a long, tender kiss, her fear pouring into it, but she knew he could feel it long before they kissed. Remy's voice wasn't as quiet as before when he started to speak again. "I love you. I'll come back to you. I promise." Y/N swallowed before speaking, leaving a gap of silence one might mistake for her purposely not saying it back, but Remy knew she would always say it back, there would never be any doubt from him. "I love you too, Remy. Please be careful." Her voice was wavering as she spoke to him.

Her hands fall from his cheeks and return to her side. She closes her eyes for a moment, almost as if she were savoring the moment or taking a photo for her memory, before her tired eyes look back at his red ones. Remy steps back and towards the door before giving her one last lingering look before turning completely and walking out the door, leaving it open, and leaving Y/N standing there, allowing her to listen to his retreating footsteps and the front door open and close, her heart aching.

As she hears the front door shut behind him, she sinks to the floor, feeling the fear fully sink in. Hugging her knees to her chest, she reminds herself to take deep breaths through the new tears that trail down her cheeks. In the quiet of the night, the house felt emptier without him, the wind wasn't howling, and the cicadas were silent. Y/N checks on the girls, kissing their foreheads as they sleep peacefully, unaware of the disturbance. She returns to the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed, clutching a pillow to her chest, waiting for his return like she always had.

Part 2

YOU CAN’T END It's Over, isn't it? LIKE THAT!!!!!! My heart can’t handle whether he’s coming home or not.

Do you want a part 3?

Dad Remy Lebeau

Dad!Remy Lebeau literally freaking out in a grocery store because he lost his toddler after turning away for two seconds.

Dad!Remy Lebeau sitting in a tiny plastic chair with a pink feather boa on because it's tea party day.

Dad!Remy Lebeau watching hundreds of YouTube video trying to figure out how to do the perfect ponytail for his little girls.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who always makes sure to carefully put all of his daughters stuffed animals back on their beds the exact way they were before when he cleans their rooms.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who makes sure to get his daughters favorite candy whenever he goes to the store without them.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who likes to get up early on Saturday's to make beignets.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who has accepted that his kids will always make him late everywhere even if he tries to plan for them to get there early.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who genuinely doesn't know how Y/N takes care of the kids all alone when he's gone.

Dad!Remy Lebeau who teaches his kids how to ride bikes and even when they know how to ride completely on their own they still ask him to give them a push. (he definitely knows they can go without a push but does it anyway)

Dad!Remy Lebeau who will actually check for monsters when his kids ask because who knows maybe something really is under their bed?

A/N: I'm back!! (Kinda)

Do not request

(Things I will not write)

No Incest

No Twincests

No Stepcest

No Pedophilia

And if you have to message me and ask if I write something that's not on this list chances are I don't.

I also currently don't write smut

Masterlist

Farewell Kiss

It's Over, Isn't It? (Farewell Kiss pt 2)

Fixing what's broken (Farewell Kiss pt 3)

Healing Heart's

Grocery store adventures

Dad!Remy Lebeau

Dad!Remy Lebeau part 2