A/N
Not my Gif first off, second off I only write stuff like this when it'd make me feel better rn.
Italicized are (Y/N) thoughts, and Bold can be anyone's thoughts but I'll say who's.
Slight trigger warning-depression, and such, so read at your own risk!
I hope you enjoy!
Jean's POV
I was talking to Remy, or we'll Gambit as he like to go by, about how hest excited (Y/N)'ll be joining us in being a teach soon once he graduates, he's just a few weeks away.
We were in the middle of talking about what class we think (Y/N) will end up teaching, when I hear (Y/N) coming down the hallway, or well, his emotions and thoughts.
Why does nobody see it? See me? I really have no one...
(Jean's thoughts)
How did nobody see it? Why is he so sad? I gotta do something, and soon...
Remy's POV
I heard someone's foot steps coming closer to Jean and I, I turned towards where I heard them coming from.
"Ah, Cheire, it's jus' you. Ya scared me." I said with a smile on ma face an' mock fear in ma voice.
He jus' gave me a small smile, it looked almost forced.
"Yeah, jus' me." (Y/N) said lookin' down at 'is shoes.
(Remy's thoughts)
I wonder if he's alright, 'e don't seem it. I'll 'ave t' ask Jean if she know anyting.
(Y/N)'s POV
Oh god, not Remy. Not that I don't like him, just it hurts too much to know that he'll never see me the way I see him. Hell, hest not even Gay.
You just shuffled past them barely looking at them feeling worse now that Remy said "Ah, it's jus'you"
It made you feel worse than before.
So I really am just "you", no one really cares. I geuss it's good to know, now I won't have to worry about anybody caring if I don't show up to breakfast.
You make it back to your room before you crumple to the ground silently crying. You almost throw your head back against the door, feeling even more worthless than before.
Jean's POV
"Remy." I said to Gambit with slight worry in my voice.
"Yeah, Jean?" He asked back finally looking away from (Y/N)'s door.
"I think you should go talk with (Y/N)'s, he seems down and I don't trust it. Don't ask him about it unless necessary, just talk to him, be there for him." I tell him seriously.
"A'right, if ya want Cher." He replied nodding slowly, with a small smirk playing on his face.
(Jean's thoughts)
God I hope he doesn't mess this up.
YOU ARE READING
Just breathe.
FanfictionYou're good friend Remy LeBeau notices(with some help) your depressive state that you're in, and does his best to make you feel better. You have a kinda crush on him obvi. Boy x Boy
