Remy Lebeau/Gambit x Fem Reader One Shots

"Nights" Ch.2

Chapter 2: The Middle

"Chuck, we've got a problem." Logan burst into Xavier's office.

"Oh really? And what would that be?" The Professor looked up from his coffee.

"Gambit's broken in."

"Has anything been stolen?"

"No, it's worse than that. His scent was all over Y/n and her room. When I think about that slimy thief breaking into her room..." his claws unsheathed themselves with a sick sshhhkk, "I'm going to cut him to ribbons."

"Logan, you may want to calm down." The Professor was remarkably relaxed.

"Calm down! Don't you understand, Charles!?" Logan began pacing.

"I fear I may understand more than you do, Logan. Y/n has been seeing Gambit for weeks."

"WHAT?!" he turned completely toward the Professor, anger and shock all over his features.

"I do a sweep of the institute every night, Logan, just a simple head count. When I found one extra, I grew concerned and did a brief scan of his intentions and feelings. Gambit cares a good deal for Y/n; he would not hurt her."

"You knew, and you didn't confront her!? You didn't tell me, or Storm, or Beast?!"

"Y/n is an adult Logan; we have no right to invade her personal life. I have determined that their relationship is no threat to the X-men. In fact, this might be the best way to convince Gambit to join us."

"You want the Cajun!? He's nothing but trouble! He will hurt her. You might be able to let this slide, but I won't." he snarled as he turned to storm out the door.

"Logan, be careful!" Xavier's warning went unheard as the door slammed.

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That night, you left your room to wash up in the hall bathroom as usual. The bathroom door clicked behind you, and Logan crept into your room. Gambit was leaning against your windowsill, looking out over the grounds.

"Did you forget something, chérie?" he asked, hearing the door creak open.

"I think you've forgotten where you are, bub." Logan's voice was low and dangerous as his claws shot out. Gambit whirled around.

"Now, now, I don't mean nobody any harm. There's no need to get angry." Gambit's raised his hands, showing his lack of weaponry.

"Oh there's plenty to be angry about!" Logan snarled and launched himself at Gambit. He ducked and retrieved his staff from his coat pocket, extending it while maneuvering away from Logan's swinging claws.

"I don't want to fight you!"

"The moment you broke into our home, you were askin' for a fight!" Logan swung again, and Gambit leaped back, using his staff as a fulcrum, and kicked Logan in the chest. Logan flew backward into your dresser, knocking things to the floor. He snarled and kicked Gambit's legs out from under him. Gambit hit the ground hard. Before Logan could leap on top of him, Gambit pulled a card from his pocket, charged it, and tossed it toward him. The small explosion pushed Logan back again, this time into the wall.
He ran at Gambit again, claws swinging in a wide arc.

"STOP!" You ran into the room, fear set deep in your eyes, and pushed Gambit out of the way. Wolverine had committed to the swing; he couldn't pull back. It seemed to happen in slow motion. An adamantium claw sliced into your shoulder. Gambit yelled your name. Shock covered Logan's face. And you fell to your knees, one hand clutching your shoulder, as your vision went hazy around the edges. You could feel hot liquid between your fingers as it seeped out from the gash. Gambit pulled you to him.

"Oh s'il vous plaît, ma fleur, s'il vous plaît soyez bien." He gathered you into his arms. You tried to focus on his burning red eyes.

"R-Remy, you're-- you're okay, right?"

"Yeah, chérie, yeah, I'm fine." His voice broke a little. You glanced at your bleeding shoulder.

"Oh, oh god." You collapsed against Remy, the shock being too much for your system.

Remy stood, holding you in his arms, and turned to Logan.

"Lead me to the infirmary." Logan was staring at the blood on his claws, your blood, on his claws. "Now!"

The shout startled him out of his trance, and Logan began running down the hall calling for Beast and Xavier as he ran. Gambit was close behind. You clutched in his arms.

(Should I do more images like the one in this chapter or the image in the last??)