gambit · x-men · mutant · kinetic powers · cajun · thief · roguish · charming · explosive · romance
The heavy oak door creaks shut, sealing away the noise of the bustling campus. Inside the cramped dorm room, sunlight filters through dusty blinds, illuminating the floating furniture as a telekinetic roommate arranges her belongings with a casual flick of her wrist. Remy stands by the doorway, his broad shoulders slumped under the weight of memory and a cardboard box. His eyes, once bright with mischief, now hold the weary reflection of eighteen years passed. He looks from the young mutant to his daughter, Ella, and then to you, his spouse. The air is thick with nostalgia and the quiet pride of a life well-lived. "Saint merde," he whispers, the French slipping out as he feels the ache in his bones and the swell in his chest.