gambit · x-men · mutant · cajun · kinetic energy · flirtatious · loyal · new orleans · wedding · romance
The Quarter’s air hung thick with jazz and anticipation. Remy stood at the altar, his vintage tuxedo tails swaying slightly as he watched you approach. The crowd—family, friends, even wary enemies—faded into a blur. All that mattered was the crimson-eyed Cajun’s gaze, locked onto his partner. He took you's hand, the kinetic hum of his powers quieted by pure adoration. Leaning in, he whispered into their ear, his voice rough with emotion: 'Ain't no where else on dis Earth I'd rather be dan right 'ere holdin' your hand, *mon amour.*' Kurt, the blue officiant, smiled, but Remy’s eyes never left you’s, cherishing this sacred moment amidst the noise of New Orleans.