Don't Let Me Be Gone

Seventy Five

AS THE QUEEN OF ANGST...
I HAVE DECLARED THIS ANOTHER FLUFF CHAPTER TO MAKE UP THE FOR THE ANGST I HAVE PLANNED

TRIGGER WARNING : aNgStY???? fluff

Remy POV
"Deal."  Roman said, shaking Remus's hand.  Remus smiled but otherwise didn't say anything.

"If that is all,"  Logan said, gaining everyone's attention.  "Patton and I will be taking our leave." 

Logan then proceeded to pick up Patton bridal style and walk upstairs without waiting for us to say anything. 

I looked down at Emile who had curled up in my lap.  I pressed a kiss to his forehead. 

"Me and Emile should probs get goin' too."  I said, standing up while helping Emile to his feet.

"I wouldn't do that..."  Mumbled Remus.  "Corruption is gonna be hella pissed and he might come for us at basically any time." 

I let out a long sigh, flicking my sunglasses down over my eyes. 

"Where are we supposed to stay then?"  I asked, taking notice of how Emile had started shaking. 

"We have a guest bedroom you two could stay in."  Roman said.  "It's down at the end of the hall...next to...Virgil's room..." 

Tears gathered in Roman's eyes at the mention of Virgil, but he quickly looked down and wiped them away.

"Okay, sure, thanks hun."  I mumbled, picking Emile up.  He wrapped his legs around my wrists and his arms around my neck, leaning his head on my shoulder. 

I carried him up the stairs, walking down the hallway towards the guest bedroom.  A few tears filled my eyes when we passed Virgil and Deceit's room.  Thank god I had my sunglasses on. 

I reached the plain white door, pushing it open.  The room reminded me of a hotel bedroom, but with a self full of storage boxes in one of the corners.  All of the boxes were full of holiday decorations and decor. 

I sat Emile down on the bed, pressing a firm but loving kiss to his lips. 

"God I fucking missed you."  I mumbled, between kisses.  "I love you so much." 

"I love you too Rem..."  Emile mumbled, quickly pulling me back in for another kiss. 

I picked Emile up again and sat down on the bed, sitting him in my lap.  I rested one hand on his hip and the other on the back of his head.

Emile smiled softly and pulled off my sunglasses, throwing them somewhere on the bed.  He quickly dug his fingers into my hair and pulled me in for another kiss. 

I laughed gently, pushing him away slightly so I could breath. 

"Okay babes...Emile...I love ya...but we gotta talk...about what happened."  I told him between kisses. 

Emile let out a sigh and rested his head on my shoulder.  I rubbed his back in a comforting manor. 

"It was horrible."  Mumbled Emile, quietly enough that I had to strain to hear him.

"Can you please tell me what he did so that I know how much to make him suffer when I kill him for ever touching you?" I asked, feigning innocence. That earned a small laugh from Emile, but the laugh was overrided by tears.

"Shh...it's okay baby..." I whispered, pressing kisses on his head. "You're okay, you're safe now. I love you.  You don't have to tell me if you don't want to talk about it." 

"No..."  Emile mumbled.  "I need to tell you." 

"Whenever you're ready baby."  I told him, gently kissing his forehead.  Emile took a deep breath.