Rogue and Remy were walking down the hall when suddenly her grabbed her wrist and turned her to face him.
"So ya were worried 'bout ol' Remy?"
"J-Just because Ah-Ah didn't want anyone's death on-on my hands." She stuttered.
"Aw. Ya' know it was more than that, chere,"
"Of course not. D-Don't be ridiculous," She managed to splutter before turning and continuing on her way.
They walked a few more feet in silence, when quite suddenly, Remy took her arm and pulled her into a room shutting the door behind them. Rogue glanced around the room for a split second before demanding, "What the hell are we doin' in Scott and Jean's room?"
"I needed t' talk t' ya'," He replied simply, pouting slightly.
"And ya' couldn't do that in the hall like a normal person? Or wait 15 seconds until we got to our room?"
"No. B'sides, 'M sure dey won't be back for-" He paused hearing footsteps. Muttering "Merde", he pulled Rogue into the closet just as Scott walked in. After a moment of silence, the two trapped southerners could hear Scott and Jean talking softly.
Rogue stood up to her full height, narrowing her eyes, and in a low whisper said, "Ah hate ya'. First, ya make me think Ah killed somebody, then ya get me locked in Scott and Jean's closet, which might Ah add, was most definitely not made for two people!"
"Oh, I don't know, I t'ink it's kinda cozy," He whispered huskily, pressing himself closer.
"Don't ya dare try any funny business!"
"Who, moi?" He asked accidentally-on-purpose brushing her butt.
"Cajun." She growled.
"Did you hear that?" Jean abruptly said.
"No, baby, I didn't hear a thing." Scott told her. "C'mon, I've been looking forward to tonight all week."
That was when Rogue got a large(r) pit in her stomach.
Then, easily the most disturbing thing Rogue ever heard happened. She heard Jean growl which was followed by an onslaught of kissing, sucking, and groaning noises.
"Oh Gawd, no." Rogue muttered praying what she thought was about to happen wouldn't.
"Do dey really make noises like dat?" Remy asked disbelievingly.
Rogue groaned and pulled out her phone. "It's only 7:30 on a friggin' Tuesday night! Who the hell does that!" She whispered hoarsely. "Don't people wait unitl later or somethin'? Especially on a friggin Tuesday!"
"Well, chere, dey are married," Remy began leaning closer. "And when a man loves a woman, dere's no time like the present." He lingered breaths away from her face for a few more seconds before pulling away and saying, "Sounds like dey'll be a while-" *insert grimace* "-Might as well get comfy..."
Remy sat down and before she had time to move, pulled Rogue down onto his lap. She sighed and decided to get comfortable.
Rogue loved him. She knew it. She'd never admit it, but she. loved. Remy. Like he. loved. her. Being held like that (well, if you ignore the fact the she was trapped in Scott and Jean's closet while forced to hear them-whatever it was they were doing...), made her heart flutter. Of course she'd deny it. (sounds like she needs Wade's help. "ya talkin' bout me?" "Go back to sleep Wade"* yes, he's sleeping on my couch. Anyway...)
"Rogue?''
"What?"
"It's gonna be looong night."
And indeed it was.
Around 6:30 the next morning, Remy gently shook Rogue awake. "Rogue? Chere, I t'ink dey're gone."
"Hmm?" She groaned before bolting up. "Gone? Ya' mean we can go?" She jumped up and peered out the door. "YES! THANK GOD! THEY'RE GONE!" She shouted then ran out of the room and into the hallway yelling, "YES!"
"Shhh, chere, ya'll wake up da others,"Remy told her leaning on the doorframe with an amused expression.
"Ah don't care!" She whispered back. (why is she whispering if she doesn't care?)
They went to their room and crawled into bed not even bothering to change.
Mmm. Yes. Sleep. Thank you. Ahhh.
*knock-knock*
Rogue groaned "Not happening" before sluggishly getting up and answering the door.
"Mornin' Stripes," Logan greeted.
"Whaddya want? Our session with the younger kids ain't til tomorrow."
"We had to move to today. I'm goin' outta town and I don't know exactly when I'll be back." Logan explained.
"Again?'' She pouted slightly.
"yeah, sorry kid. See ya in the DR in 15 minutes."
"Wait, no! Please!" but he was already gone.
Rogue slammed the door and turned to face Remy.
"Aww, too bad, chere. Looks I'll get the whole bed to myself. I can sleep in my nice warm, comfy bed." He told her grinning.
She glared at him with fire in her eyes before grabbing her training clothes and getting ready.
Remy decided to go down for breakfast not too long after Rogue left. He ran into Kitty on the way there.
"Oh, are you, like, going for breakfast?"
"Oui, care t' join me?" He responded.
"Oh, no, like, some of the younger students were messing around and like, blew up the kitchen, there's no food left. You'll, like, have to go out if you want anything."
"Merci, chaton," He told her bowing his head and heading back to his room.
A couple hours later, Remy was in their room reading when Rogue came in looking quite- insane...
"Chere, Ya okay?"
Her head jerked to him. "Am Ah okay? Am Ah okay?" She repeated.
"Ah haven't slept well in months! My latest reasons are allbecause of. you. First, like an idiot, ya go kissing me and end up in a coma so Ah don't get any sleep worrying about a stupid, stupid Swamp Rat! Then ya-ya get me locked in Sco-Scott and J-Jean's closet!" Oh, boy, she was becoming hysterical and beginning to cry. Not good. "Be-Because of you Ah was trapped and-and-and had to l-listen-listen to them-to them-havin-"
"Sex?" he offered.
"SHUT UP!" She shrieked. "Ah finally get-get out of that-and-and Logan m-makes me d-deal with stupid little brats who can't fight and-and-and are rude-and-and-stupid and l-lazy! And it's all because of.you!"
Had Remy been sick and twisted, he would have found her reaction amusing, but he was not sick and twisted. uh-uh.
Smiling slightly, he got up and put his arms around her. "Remy's sorry, chere. Looks like 'm gonna have t' take ya' out for breakfast.
She looked up at him. "Ya-Ya'd do that for me?"
"Well I don't exact-"
"Oh, thankyou! thank-you-thank-you-thank-you! I'm so glad you thought of it."
Now, if Remy were stupid, he would've told her that he had no choice but to take her out. But Remy was not stupd, he was a wise, wise man when it came to women.
"J-Just let me get a shower and then we can go!" She exclaimed looking quite happy.
Remy shook his head and went over restaurant options in his mind.