#cg!gambit

Remy has been watching you all day. From the moment you came running to him because you had a nightmare at almost three in the morning, making you breakfast, watching Saturday morning cartoons, coloring with you, listening to some music, and playing card games with you. He was so tired right now. He tries his best to keep himself awake while being slumped against the couch. His hand absentmindedly runs up and down your back. You’re snuggled against his side with the back of your head pressing his chest. You kick your feet a bit off of the couch. Everything is so peaceful right now: Remy’s touch, his soft humming, your favorite movie on the TV, the sound of your legs moving against the fabric of the couch. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

Remy yawnes loudly, unable to contain his sleepy demeanor any longer. He moves his arm from your back to rest against your shoulder, his thumb reaching up and rubbing your cheek. “Gambit’s sorry, cher. I’m tired right now. I can barely keep my eyes open,” he mumbles while looking down at you with a tired gaze. It takes you a moment to process what he’s saying considering how focused you are. Once you get a second to take in what he said, you pout softly. You paw at his chest and give him a pitiful look while whining. He lets out a sad huff. Remy hates it when you’re sad. He doesn’t get angry; he just gets sad too. You’re his favorite little kid. He can’t let you be sad.

“Stay awake a little longer. Please, papa. I don’ want you to go to sleep,” you whine to him. Remy nods in understanding to your gentle pleading. “I know, mon chéri. But I can’ stand to be awake much longer,” he tells you. He displays an odd look on his face as he attempts to come up with a compromise. When he does, he kisses your forehead out of pure joy for thinking of such a good idea. “How ‘bout this? You an’ I go upstairs an’ cuddle. You can stay wit’ Gambit and he can stay wit’ you, cher,” he suggests with a sure smirk. Despite his confidence in his idea, you shake your head no. Remy bites the inside of his cheek nervously in response. He subconsciously holds his breath as worry begins to set in. He can’t let you go unsupervised or not be by his side. You and him have to be practically attached when you’re regressed. The last thing he wants is for you to end up lonely or anything worse. You go back to focusing on your movie, and Remy trusts himself; he could take a little power nap. Nothing too long, right?

He may have been a little far off. Next thing he knows, he’s waking up to a startling clanging and the sound of your feet quickly padding along the floor. He rubs his eyes and cards through his messy hair while looking around. The second he hears you crying, he goes into complete panic. “Oh! Mon chéri! Where are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asks out loud while getting onto his feet and trying to find you. You’re cowering in fear behind the couch, terrified that Remy is going to yell at you or punish you. However, when he finds you, he gives you the most genuine smile ever. He squats down and holds his hands out to you. “C’mon. Gambit ain’t mad. He is worried t’ough. He was scared you were hurt,” he explains to you while motioning for you to come into his arms. You nod your head and try your best to get to Remy your vision blurred by tears. “Dat’s it, mon chéri,” he praises as he pulls you to his chest. He wipes your tears and gently pets the back of your head with his warm hands.

“Now, care to tell Ol’ Remy what happened?” he asks sweetly. You nod your head against his chest slowly. You point over to the curtain rod that had fallen on the floor. Remy looks over with wide eyes and winces at the idea of every possibility of what could’ve happened. “I was walkin’ by the window and I slip on the curtain. I didn’ mean to make the metal thingy fall. I’m sorry, papa,” you explain, your voice quivering as you start crying again. “No, no, no. Dat ain’t no reason to be sorry. I promise. I don’t got any reason to be upset with you either. Long as mon chéri is safe,” he assures you, lifting up your hand to kiss the back of your palm. You giggle through your tears when he gives you the gentle kiss. Remy wipes another tear from your cheek and looks at you endearingly. “Dat’s it. Show Ol’ Remy dat adorable lil’ smile,” he coos. Out of impulse to do so, he pinches your cheeks softly, only resulting in more happy noises from you.

CARD GAMES .

You better bet that Remy loves teaching you how to play card games. Nothing like poker or anything, but kid games like Go Fish and UNO. He’s always glad to pull out a deck of cards when you say you’re bored and play with you for hours on end. Despite being amazing with card games, he lets you win just about every other round. He wants to make sure both of you have fun and no one ends up pouting and crying.

If you’re a particularly sensitive little, he lets you win every single time. Even if the rules of the game are tight, he’s going to find a way to let you win.

If you’re a little one who likes a bit of a challenge, he’ll play more intensely with you. He loves to see that adorable smile on your face when you know you’re about to win against him.

Either way, it ends in praises and high fives for you doing so well.

RULES .

Remy doesn’t have a lot of rules for when you’re little. He trusts you won’t do anything idiotic, but he has rules set in place to make sure of it. If you ever break any of his rules, he’s never mad at you. He might sound a little irritated, but he’s just concerned and scared for you for the most part. He’ll make sure you’re alright, call you sweet names, hold your hand, and even take you out for a little treat. That man will do anything if it means you understand he’s not mad at you.

NAMES .

As far as names go, Remy calls you “cher” or “mon chéri” all the time. He refuses to call you anything else than those two names when you’re little.

“You like t’little toy Gambit got for y’cher?”

“Does mon chéri need anythin’?”

“Look a’you, cher. Gambit’s so proud of you.”

You always giggle when Remy calls you either name. Sometimes he says it so much that you remind him that you have an actual name, but he shrugs in response. He prefers the name he’s given to you over anything else.

CLINGY BEHAVIORS .

Although Remy is really lax about rules and regulations for when you’re little, he is constantly with you. All the time. He will not leave you alone. Even if you’re upset about something, he’ll do whatever he can to get you to talk to him about it rather than shutting yourself in your room.

He’ll cater to your love language too. If you prefer gifts, he’ll sit on the living room floor with you and make some cute crafts with you, or he’ll take you to the mall and go to every single store with you until you find something you want. If you like quality time, he’ll sit on the couch all day with you and watch whatever movie or show you want. Acts of service? You know how much this man likes to cook. He loves to make food for you if you don’t feel like it. Scratch that; he’ll let you lay around and get you anything you ask for so you don’t have to move a muscle. Words of affirmation from him are endless praises and compliments. He tells you how cute you are, how you’re such an amazing kid, that he’s proud of you, the whole deal. He’s a sucker for physical affection too. He loves it when you wrap your arms around one of his, hold his hand, lay your head in his lap, or are just snuggled up against him.