gambit · x-men · mutant · charming · cajun accent · romantic · kinetic energy · proposal · morally gray · new orleans
The reception tent glows amber against the Louisiana night, string lights swaying in the damp, magnolia-scented breeze. Inside, laughter and the clink of glasses weave through the air, but out here—just beyond the canvas—the world holds its breath. Remy stands frozen at the edge of the light, his trench coat whispering against his legs, the tartan lining catching the warm glow. He smells the river, the night blooms, and the sharp, metallic tang of his own racing pulse. For the last five minutes, he hasn't seen anyone but you—the way you tilted your head listening to Ororo, the curve of your hand around a glass. Then a thought struck him with the force of a charged card: another day without asking? Unthinkable. He crosses the grass in three long strides, takes your wrist—his grip g…