Name: 'Not as alone as you think.'
Rating: PG: 13 (no swearing, no graphics slash, although there is a mention of it.)
Pairings: Remy/John and mentions of Rogue/Bobby
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John sat in an angry heap. Bobby had ditched him for Rogue. AGAIN! Suddenly he heard rustling in the grass behind him. He whipped his head around to see Gambit sitting behind him, legs spread, resting either side of John.
"Hi Remy." He said, anger evident in his voice.
"Bonjour chere." He replied. Great! John thought. He's all happy cheery.
"What do you want?" John asked pulling out his trademark Zippo, flicking the cap open and closed.
"Remy want to know wha' mon ami is doin' over 'ere on 'is own instea' of hangin' wit' 'is frien's." Remy explained.
"My friend," John started, stressing the word friend more then necessary, "ditched me for his girlfriend. Again!" Remy nodded, although John couldn't see him. He moved closer to John until he was well and truly in his personal space. He was right behind John, when he reached around and gently took his Zippo from his hands. Five minutes later John found himself leaning back against Remy's strong chest, with his hands in his jacket pocket. He was unsure why, but he could feel Remy playing with his hair, as he slowly relaxed. Remy felt the temperature around him drop and noticed John's even breathing signalling his sleeping state. It was when he realized John was asleep that he decided to lay down, pulling John onto his chest. He took a long, hard look at John, realizing just how scared and angry he was, even in his sleep. He also realized just how attractive he was. Before long Remy too fell asleep, John's head still on his chest.
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When he woke up, the first thing he noticed was his friend's weight had moved. Instead of being on his chest, John was lying on his left side, head on Remy's shoulder. The indistinct mumbling informed Remy of his friend's status. John was awake. After listening to John mumble for a few minutes, Remy looked around and took in the pitch-black state of the sky; even the lights in the school were off. Just how long had they slept? John's movement caught his eye and he looked down right into what he assumed were John's eyes.
"You're awake." John stated.
"Oui." Remy agreed.
"I've been awake for about an hour, I think." John said.
"Zen why did you no' go inside befo' it go' cold?" Remy asked.
"'Cause I didn't want you to freeze." John replied, as if it was obvious.
"Hmm." Remy said. John climbed off the ground and held out a hand to help Remy up. When he was standing, he looked John in the eye before placing a small kiss on the corner of John's mouth, while running his hand down John's arm and slipping his Zippo back into his hand.
"You're not as alone as you t'ink, chere." He whispered. Then he turned and walked away, leaving John standing in the cold, dark night looking at the Cajun's back as he disappeared up to the Mansion.
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(A/N this next bit wasn't in the original story I wrote. I wrote this about 2 years ago and have been meaning to type it up.)
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John watched until Remy walked through the doors, closing them behind him. Slowly he made his way up the Mansion. When he reached his room he lay down on his bed, confused by what Remy could have meant when he had kissed him. Determined not to think about it, he rolled over and fell asleep.
END
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Hey my first fic done, if anyone wants a sequel you'll have to let me know and I'll see what I can do. Also I'll need ideas!!
Catch!!
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