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Working on the ideas you guys have. Some requests are a bit easier than others, but i promise to write for each request a story, because, as of right now, all r really good ideas <3

Requests are open :)

You can request fics for whoever you want from the X-Men universe.

Just add the character. If you have ideas for the plot, dont hesitate to leave them as well <3

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If I've learned anything from today's preview it's you absolutely do not wanna f*ck with Gambit and his cats.

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Requests are open :)

You can request fics for whoever you want from the X-Men universe.

Just add the character. If you have ideas for the plot, dont hesitate to leave them as well <3

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oh my gosh! the fic where gambit and y/n are dating secretly 🤭 i folded. please make a part 2, maybe some smut? whatever you're comfortable writing!!

Love you

Remy LeBeau x fem!Reader (nsfw)

i’m glad you liked that fic so much :) this is my first time writing smut, also english is not my first language, so sorry in advance in case there are any errors

pt.1 / pt.2

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They returned to the party, careful to avoid suspicion but unable to hide their happiness. Remy felt more in love with Y/N at every glance at her.

As the gala wore on, the X-Men mingled with various guests, maintaining their cover. Gambit and Y/N stole moments together whenever they could, sharing secret smiles and subtle touches.

With the mission accomplished and the night winding down, the X-Men regrouped. Professor Xavier had arranged transportation back to the mansion. As they gathered at the entrance, Remy and Y/N lingered at the back, reluctant to end their night together.

"Well, cheré, looks like it's time ta’ go," Remy said softly.

Y/N stole a quick glance to the side, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Remy raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What ya got in mind?"

Y/N grinned and took his hand, leading him away from the group. They slipped into a side room, where she pulled him close for another kiss, this one slow and lingering.

"I'll never get tired of this," Remy murmured against her lips.

"Good, because neither will I," Y/N whispered back.

As they continued to kiss, their bodies pressed closer together, the heat between them growing more intense. Remy’s hands roamed over Y/N’s back, pulling her tighter against him. Her fingers tangled in his auburn hair, deepening the kiss. They broke apart briefly, their breaths coming in short, heated gasps.

Remy’s eyes burned with desire as he looked at Y/N. "Ya’ sure about this, cheré?" he asked, his voice husky.

"Absolutely," she replied, her voice filled with need.

With a growl of approval, Remy pushed her up against the wall, his lips finding hers again in a hungry kiss. His hands slid down her sides, grasping the hem of her dress and slowly hiking it up. Y/N shivered as his warm fingers brushed against her bare, cold skin.

He reached for the zipper on the side of her dress, pulling it down and letting the fabric fall to the floor. Remy’s eyes roamed appreciatively over her body, taking in the sight of her in just her lace underwear.

"Mon dieu," he muttered, stepping forward and running his hands over her curves. Y/N arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips.

She reached for his shirt, her fingers fumbling with the buttons in her urgency to feel his skin against hers. Remy helped her, shrugging out of the garment and tossing it aside. His hands returned to her body, sliding down to cup her ass and lift her off the ground. Y/N wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his arousal pressing against her through his pants.

They moved to a couch, Remy sitting down with Y/N straddling his lap. His hands roamed over her back, unhooking her bra and tossing it aside. He took one of her breasts into his mouth, his tongue swirling around her nipple. Y/N gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.

"Remy," she moaned, grinding her hips against him. He groaned in response, his hands moving to the waistband of her panties and pulling them down. Y/N helped him, kicking them off before reaching for the button on his pants.

With a deft movement, she undid his pants and slid them down, freeing his erection. Remy’s breath hitched as she wrapped her hand around him, stroking him slowly. He captured her lips in another hungry kiss, his hips bucking into her hand.

"Need you, now," he growled against her lips.

"Then take me," Y/N whispered, positioning herself over him. She sank down onto him, both of them gasping at the sensation. Remy gripped her hips, helping her set a rhythm as she rode him.

Their movements grew more frantic, the pleasure building with each thrust. Y/N threw her head back, a cry of pleasure escaping her lips. Remy took advantage of the exposed skin, kissing and nipping at her neck.

"Mon amour," he murmured, his voice strained with desire. "So beautiful."

Y/N could only moan in response, her body trembling.

She felt the knot of pleasure tightening in her belly.

"Remy, I’m so close," she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Come for me, cheré," he urged, his own release approaching.

With one final thrust, Y/N cried out, her orgasm washing over her in waves. Remy followed soon after, a deep moan escaping his lips as he found his own release.

They stayed like that for a moment, catching their breath and coming down from their high. Y/N rested her forehead against Remy’s, a satisfied smile on her lips.

They stayed there a while longer, enjoying the closeness and the afterglow of their lovemaking. Eventually, they knew they’d have to return to the group, but for now, they were content to just be with each other, savoring the moment.

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Lucky you

Remy LeBeau x fem!Reader (sfw)

Two mutants, who start an argument over the recless behavior of a certain Cajun man, leading to them admitting their feelings for each other.

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The mission had started simply enough, but that was before a group of sentinels began attacking the Cajun and Y/N. Gambit's voice broke through the chaos that had just started, his Cajun accent cutting through the noise of multiple explosions. "We gotta move, cheré," Remy called out, his tone urgent. "They are too man-" he followed his cut-off statement with a hiss.

"Remy—" you shouted into your comms.

Your heart started pounding. Panic began rising in your chest.

"Gambit, where are you? We need to leave, now," you exclaimed.

"I'm fine," he started. "We need to destroy those Sentinels first."

"I don’t care about these Sentinels, Gambit! You not bleeding out is slightly more important to me for now," you huffed.

And with that, you teleported yourself next to the Cajun and together back to the X-Mansion.

One second you were standing in the middle of an unexpected battlefield, the next second you were standing in a sterile room with an almost deafening silence.

"Sit," you pointed to the table, ignoring his disappointed gaze.

As you tended to Gambit's injuries, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of your stomach and the disappointment radiating from Gambit.

"Don’t blame me for bringing us back here. You could have been seriously hurt out there!" you broke the silence.

Gambit's expression changed to something less disappointed as he took in your words, his understanding gaze meeting yours. "I know, chère, but sometimes ya gotta take risks to get da job done."

"Yeah, but you can stop pretending that everything is fine afterward," you shot back, "or even that everything will be fine while you’re in the middle of it," you argued.

Gambit raised an eyebrow at your words, his expression shifting to mild defensiveness. He let out a huff of air, his voice low and guarded as he responded.

"Pretendin'? I ain't pretendin' about nothin', cheré. I can handle myself in a fight, y'know dat."

"You call almost bleeding to death, almost every time, being able to handle yourself?" you defensively questioned while you tended his wound.

Gambit winced as you attended to his wound, his jaw clenched slightly at the sting of antiseptic. He shot you a sidelong glance, his usual charm and lightheartedness replaced by irritation.

"It was a scratch," he insisted, his voice gruff. "I've had worse."

"Yeah, I know you had worse, Remy," you reminded him, how you, almost every time he got hurt, were the one caring for him.

Gambit grumbled under his breath as you brought up his reckless tendencies. He knew that you were right—you've always been the one to patch him up after every injury, every mission gone wrong. But he's stubborn and prideful, and he doesn't like being reminded of his own vulnerability.

He muttered something under his breath, begrudgingly admitting your point. "Yeah, well, somebody's gotta take the hits, right?"

"Yeah, how about you leave that for the guy who heals within seconds or the one who can move everything with her mind. How about not the guy who can’t do any of those?" you shot back.

Gambit let out a frustrated sigh, knowing that you've got him there.

He groaned, realizing that you're not letting him off the hook yet either, accepting that he's not getting out of this conversation.

"Fine, fine," he muttered, his shoulders sagging. "What do ya want me to say, cheré? Ya know I can't just sit on the sidelines when there's a fight goin' on."

"I'm not saying that you should just stand aside. I'm saying that you don't have to throw yourself at any shining knife," you argued. Gambit let out a huff, his expression stormy as he bristled at your words. He knew that you had a point, but he's never been one to shy away from danger.

"Y'know I can handle myself out there," he countered, his voice tinged with frustration. "I don't need ya fussin' over me like a mother hen."

You shot him a hurt look but retreated to cleaning his wound in silence.

After that, you cleaned up the supplies, still in silence. As you were about to leave the medical bay, Remy’s voice rang out.

"Y/N—look—"

"No, you’re right. Who am I to care about you?" you interrupted him as you proceeded to walk out of the room.

With a muttered curse, he pushed himself up from the table, ignoring the protests from his injured body. He staggered out into the halls, trying to catch up to you despite the pain coursing through him, only to see you vanishing in the elevator.

All of a sudden coming to a halt, he felt a hand on his shoulder stopping him from going any further.

"Better apologize now. That girl is stubborn."

"How much did you hear, Morph?" Gambit asked, almost annoyed.

"Enough to know that she’s in the right, you’re in the wrong," Morph laughed.

"I can handle myself, nothin' I haven’t felt before."

"Probably, but you’re not the only one hurting when that happens," and with that, they proceeded to go down the halls like that conversation never happened, leaving Remy to realize his mistake.

He immediately made his way upstairs to find you in your office. A slight knock on the doorframe caught your attention.

"Can I talk to you?" he asked.

"Sure," you answered coldly.

"I know I was reckless and careless, and I put myself at risk. Again.“ he started “But more than that, I hurt you. And that's the last thing I ever wanted to do," he explained, and your expression started to soften.

"And I promise to be more careful from now on. I-" He took your hand in his.

You started smiling, knowing where this was going to end.

"I care about you, y’know. More than I thought possible. And da thought of hurting ya‘... it eats me up inside, cheré" He paused. "Ah‘ don't know when it happened, when the fun flirtin' and banter started to feel like somethin' more. But ah‘ know dat I don't want to lose whatever it is that we have, cheré," he admitted.

And with that, you closed the gap between you two.

The moment your lips met his, Gambit was lost. The world seemed to disappear around them as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer. His kiss was deep and passionate, a mixture of relief and desire. He'd wanted this for so long, and finally, it was happening.

His fingers tangled in your hair, he pulled you against him, his body molding to yours. He poured his feelings into the kiss, desperate to somehow express all the things he couldn’t find the words for.

He pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against yours as he gasped for air.

"Well, lucky you," you paused. "The feeling's mutual," you smiled.

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„so much death“ - Apocalypse after picking up gambits queen of hearts omgggggg

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^^^ we as a society If only there were more remy fanfics

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Can we stop that trend to write fanfiction with chat gpt. You can literally tell its ai by the first sentence

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samesies 🎀

how we doin gambit nation. i'll start: i'm doing bad

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The girl that

Scott Summer x fem!Reader (sfw)

Scott has a not so secret, secret crush on Y/N

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»Just ask her out already.«

Scott immediately snapped his head to looked at Jubilee in disbelief and shushed her.

»What, nooo « he whisper shouted.

»Why not? I mean you two would look so cute together aaanddd...« she pointed her finger up to signal him that shes not done yet » its been one hell of a long minute since you've been in a relationship since you and Jean broke up.« Scott was about to open his mouth but Jubilee stopped him once again »Ah I'm not done.« And took a bite of her sandwich »Since she joined the team, you are head over heels for her. Always stare at her and zoom out when she walks by, once you mention her you cant stop talking about her, Y/N did this today, Y/N ate that today, oh look this t-shirt has the same color as Y/N's eyes, Y/N-...« the seventeen year old mocked the team-leader. »Okay I got it, but would you keep it quiet.«

»Only if you ask her out« Jubilee challenged Scott.

»Jubes why would she want to go on a date with me. We barely talk and-« »Barely talk« She scoffed ironically »You two talk for hours ones you guys stumble across your guys way, trust me Scott, I got my reasons and really, really, really good sources that tell me, she'll definitely, 100% would go out on a date with you when you ask her« She took another bite of her gold-brown toasted sandwich.

»If you don't do it I'll do it for you« she shrugged and was about to hop of her seat just before Scott could grab her wrist, in a rather hectic motion.

»Ok, Ok. I'll ask her, just, you know not in the next few hours.«

»Within the next 36 hours, which gives you time till tomorrow 8 p.m.« Jubilee grabbed her sandwich and with one smooth nod, she made her pink sunglasses drop down from her head to her nose and walked off, god knows where.

'Okay, no big deal, you just go to her and start some smalltalk, ask her if she's interested in going on a date and the rest is up to her.' Summers told himself.

He stood up from the table while taking the last sip of his coffee and made his way down to start a long day of work and when this one was done, he would ask the girl that was able to make him blush, out.

The girl that sometimes lets her temperament get the best of her.

The girl that he could talk to for hours that seem to be minutes.

The girl that wasn't afraid to even call Logan out.

The girl that would do everything in her power to protect those who cant.

The girl with the most beautiful eyes ever, and how these start fill with passion every time she starts talking about things shes so passionate about.

The girl that-

»Scott, are ya' even listenin' to me, Sugah?«

»Hm? No, I'm sorry Rogue would you repeat what you just said.«

Rogue chuckled »Ya' have to ask her out, literally every time ya' think about her, you start smillin' like a school girl and also get all blushed up like one too.«

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A few hours have passed and Jubilee made her way towards the control room of the danger room, with a bag filled with burgers.

»Soooo did you ask her out already?« Jubilee walked into the control room with Scott sitting on one of the three chairs in front of tons of buttons.

He just turned around with his lips pursed together.

Because much to Jubilees surprise right next to him was Y/N with a confused look on her face.

»You know what Scott, I'm just gonna leave this here ... « And placed the bag of burgers on a small table »... and leave you two alone« and made a 180° turn to leave as promised.

Scott now getting back to his original position starring at some invisible point in front of him still lips pursed together.

»Soo who is the lucky lady you are planning on asking out?« Y/N asked in a sarcastic voice and bumped the shoulder of the man next to her.

»Uh..« 'now or never Scott' » It's actually you.«

»Oh.« Y/N took a second, because she was genuinely surprised by his respond.

She had never expected Scott to be even remotely interested in her.

Was she interested in him? Definitely.

»So what are you waiting for?« she asked him him, now completely facing him, but him still not daring to look at her.

»Enough confidence to accept being rejected, I guess.«

»And what if there is no rejection to accept?«

He turned his head around looking into her eyes, consuming every single detail, wether its the slightly different colored dot or the tiny transitions between shades.

»Well than I'd be really happy and looking forward to the date with the most beautiful woman looks and personality wise.«

»Well, then why not ask now...«

"The girl that-" ... made him forget everything else.

»Would you like to go on a date with me?«

»I'd love to Summers.«

A big smile grew onto Scott's face.

»Then just dress nice, I'll pick you up at 7 and the rest is a surprise.«

»Sounds like a good plan.«

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Love you

Remy LeBeau x fem!Reader (sfw)

Hiding their relationship from the other X-Men

pt.1 / pt.2

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Go to the Gala, break into the security-room, locate where all the files with the needed information are, get there, get the information on the USB and act like nothing ever happened.

That was the plan the X-Men created the last few hours to get the locations of a new possible threat. The decision on who is going to do the breaking in, without getting caught, was made really quick.

No one else is as skilled and experienced in the matter of theft and breaking into things, unnoticed, as Remy LeBeau.

All of his teammates are there not because they are scared he couldn't make it, no.

Charles Xavier decided it would be well deserved for the X-Men to enjoy themselves after the mission.

»You don't get the chance to be at an gala every day« were his words.

𝟤𝟣:𝟥𝟦

Everyone was dressed real nice and they all made an expensive impression in their expensive clothes and stunning jewelry, when they arrived.

After getting themselves seen from other guests and having a quick chat with the ones they were familiar with, there was nothing in Gambits way to make his way towards the Security-Room.

Picking the lock was no match for him. But when he opened the door, was when he got suspicious.

'comment est-ce possible?' he thought.

He was expecting to knock out a security-man, but looks like someone else has already been here.

Because the the security was sitting knocked out in the chair, you could think he was sleeping, if it weren't for the head face-palming the table and the arms hanging down in such an uncomfortable way.

'Jus' ta' make sure' Remy thought to himself, while trying to find the pulse of the hopefully just unconscious man.

'Bien, pulse 's still der-'

»Are there any complications, Gambit?« he heard Jeans voice emerging in his head.

»Got in, but ders already an unconscious 'homme'«

»Well, we can't afford to lose much time, if there are not any threats; focus on the mission.« And with that the weird feeling of someone being in his head, vanished.

The X-Man does as he had been told and the rest of the plan just goes perfect.

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»The information has been sent successfully to the school, thank you. Now, my X-Men, go enjoy the rest of the night! « The voice of the professor announced.

»Sooo...« Jubilee stretched the 'o' real long to get Gambits attention. »You done stealing stuff, for tonight? « » Well, if I don' see anyting worth stealin' , maybe.« Which Jubilee responded with a hum.

»Does this include hearts?« Ororo asked jokingly, joining the conversation.

Remy looked the ground smiling.

»Not plannin' on any time soon, for now.« he turned his head towards the weather controlling mutant who was now focusing on something behind him.

»Hold up, waddya mean be tha-« Jubilee got interrupted by the now confused man, before she could end the sentence.

»What? What are you lookin' at?« he turned around and immediately saw her.

»I guess, I found the reason for the unconscious man.« Storm stated.

Her, was no one else than Y/N Howlett, standing on the other side of the big room, being distracted with having a conversation with some politicians.

Her, also refuses to be an X-Man, but is more than willing to help them.

Why? Because she's a thief and she doesn't want to ruin neither her reputation as probably one of the best thieves there is, nor the X-Men's as heros.

There are a lot of things the X-Men dont know about her, most of them don't even know that she's the daughter of 'The Wolverine' , but what nobody knows for sure, is the romantic relationship she shares with the Cajun thief.

Both of them chose to keep it secret for the beginning. It's been about a month since they started dating.

»I still am absolutely, 100, no 200% convinced, you two would make the best couple.« Jubilee broke the silence.

»I mean, I can understand, the thought of Logan over there, being your father in-law, can be terrifying, bu'ut he'll get over it.« »Get over what?« »Ya'know, someone dating his precious daughter.«

Remy just hummed, because his main focus was on the woman, who made her way, outside, to the balcony.

»OMG« Jubilee exclaimed »A chocolate-fountain! Come on, Storm« she grabbed Storm's hand and dragged her through the crowd.

Now that Remy was alone, he could go out on the balcony, unnoticed aswell. And so he did.

»Whats a pretty lady, like you, doing here, all alone.« Remy made his presence known to the lady looking into the distance, while resting her arms on the railing.

When Y/N heard the voice of her boyfriend, she started smiling and turned around to face him.

He walked up to her and placed both his hand on each side of her hip.

»Waiting for a gentleman, like you, to show up.«

He lowered his head, pulled her closer to him and they both shared a short kiss.

After a few seconds, they broke apart.

»Missed you, cheré.«

»Missed you too, cajun.«

There was a almost uncomfortable silence.

»What is it?« Y/N asked.

»Y/N, I really don' know how long I can keep dis up. I want ta' hold your hand in public, want ta' kiss you without hiding behind corners, want ta' tell everybody that you are my petite amie. «

Before Y/N could answer, Remy went on.

»Maybe its too early or maybe ta' late, but cheré, I love you.«

No answer, just a little smile starting to form on Y/N's lips.

»Too early?« Remy questioned in a jokingly way to cover up his anxiousness.

But instead of an answer, Y/N's hand grabbed the collar of his shirt to lower his head for a kiss, which grew passionate.

Y/N's lowered her hand on Remy's chest and the other hand reached up to his hair.

Remy's hands elsewhere (places Logan would probably unalive him, if he'd see it).

They broke apart to breath in some air.

Y/N looked Remy into his beautiful black and red eyes and said the words, Remy was hoping so long to hear.

»I love you too «

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*howling wolf noises* or whatever

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Aqui les dejo una ilustracion de Gambito que hice hace un par de meses, espero les guste :)

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A really great looking Gambit by Rodrigorogerarts

Haven’t seen many better!

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yuh

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ʀᴇᴍʏ ʟᴇʙᴇᴀᴜ x ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

x-ᴍᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

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»All X-Men to the War-Room. Immediately.«

The not so unfamiliar sound of an alarm echoed through the school in the middle of the night to wake up the X-Men.

Y/N lifted her head up after the alarm repeated itself and stood up with a grown. As much as she would love to stay in bed and keep sleeping, she had job to do now.

Or more like probably, because sometimes the professor wakes the whole team up just to see how fast they'd react.

She put on the nearest leggings, which were just some simple black ones, figured out how to put on her bra with still a t-shirt on and grabbed her grey sweatshirt-jacket, because it can be cold sometimes down there.

On her way to the War-Room, she came across a certain thief she had lied her eyes upon some time ago. But what she didn't know was that the feeling was mutual.

The Cajun and her met each other before they became X-Men, due them both being exceptional thieves and having the same targets. They eventually teamed up, one being able to blow things up with a single touch and the other one being able to turn stuff into dust, as well just with a single touch.

Most of the X-Men gathered in the War-Room all with look on their face like they could still remember their dreams.

The last one to arrive was the man himself who started the alarm; professor Charles Xavier, leader of the X-Men.

»I am truly sorry for interrupting your need and well deserved sleep for just a training.«

You could hear The Wolverine growl.

»You can go back to sleep now, all of you arrived just in time.« And then he went out of the War-Room like he didn't just wake us up after a long exhausting day.

»Going back to sleep, my ass« Y/N muttered under her breath and went to the kitchen to grab an energy.

Because something not many know is, the moment you hear the sound of these serenes, all kinds of scenarios go through your head. Whether its the school being on fire for the 79210 time or another crazy villain on their way to kill humanity or whatever. Just simply going back to bed after this rush of adrenaline is nearly impossible.

»Why didn't ya' go back ta' bed, chere? I'm sure you could need some sleep.« Gambit asked while stepping into the kitchen.

»Still asking questions you already know the answers to?« Y/N asked with a bit of sarcasm and turned her head into his direction and saw how he grabbed a bottle of water.

»Actually...« he started to say while sitting down in front of her »... der' is one question ah' have no answer for.«

»And that would be?« She asked curiously.

»Promise nothings' gonna' be weird after that.«

Y/N just nodded which was enough of a response for Remy.

»I've been thinking-« he started but stopped when he saw how Y/N started to raise a brow »ah' didn't even start.«

»Yeah didn't like the part of you thinking, but go on.« She told him sarcastically with grin on her face which made him smile.

»I've been thinkin' we know each other for a long time now and ah' was wondering if, this gon' sound stupid but its still important, do ya' like Star Wars?«

'He's kidding, right' Y/N thought.

»Yeah, of course. Who doesn't?« She overplayed her disappointment.

» Ah great, so ya' wanna watch a movie before da' rest of da' school wakes up?«

»Yesssss«

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After ten minutes of discussing wether they should watch a prequel or original movie they finally agreed on prequel.

The not really sneaky, but still sneaky person gambit is, he only took one blanket, because he had a plan B which has to work, because he already messed up plan A. He was about to tell Y/N that he has strong feelings for her, but instead he decided to ask a stupid question.

In just the first 30 minutes in, they already started to become closer, until the Cajun man felt the weight of Y/N head laying on his chest.

He looked down to see a peaceful sleeping

Y/N. He tried to enjoy the moment, but got interrupted by him falling asleep as well.

Moments later the youngest of the group, Jubilee, happened to catch this moment and didn't hesitate to take a picture.

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