[Gambit]

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^{"Scars that live under the surface,"}

_{"It's strange what I became~"}

^{"When part of me was ripped away,"}

_{"And replaced with something worthless~"}

The leaves rustled in the wind above as a figure laid on the ground under a cluster of park trees. In the darkness he might have been nothing more than a shadow, if not for the magenta glow that lit up his eyes like Christmas lights as he stared up through the branches at the stars above. He still wore a tube top and jeans from his earlier outing with Belle, but the jacket was missing now and his arms bare. The bruises covering them from the night before had darkened to a deep purple, joined by a few newer ones as well as a split lip, but he was unbothered. He silently took a swig from an unlabeled bottle beside him in the grass and let his thoughts tumble through his head restricted.

The necklace Belle gave him hung from his neck safe and sound. One of his hands found the little charm and traced the D he now knew should have been a G. She knew him, but he didn't know her. There was only a few people that knew his old name, and until now he had assumed they all wanted him dead. Yet she had been kind, and seemed to care more about him than he even did himself. If it weren't for Belle's concern he'd have assumed it a trap and already be done with it. He'd be at the club still, laughing and sinning.

Yet here he was fucked up alone at a park, crying like a loser and wondering what damn dimension he'd fallen into last night. He wished if she knew him so well she'd know he was stupid and just tell him. He was sure it could break him, but frankly he was already fucked. He sat up and took another swig from the bottle only to topple over drunkenly onto his side. After a brief moment, he sat up again and this time slid closer to the tree to prop himself against it, pulling his knees to his chest and dropping the bottle beside him.

He knew it was a bad idea, but he couldn't drop Belle the way he could drop others. He had known her for only twenty-four hours, yet he found himself uncharacteristically attached to her. It made him seriously consider what was real and what wasn't, and a part of him was terrified he had finally fully lost it. Even the memories of before Japan that he avoided so much did not contain a girl named Belle. Honestly he had never really been close to any girls in his life, until her. Even his sister had been a stranger to him.

But then why was he sitting here torn because he wanted to see her? Why was she so special, and how did she know him? He had so many questions and no answers. He didn't even know if he wanted the answers, but if he was already crazy did it really matter?
He fumbled in his pocket for a moment before pulling out a joint and his phone, lighting the joint and trying to focus on the phone-screen as he scrolled through his messages. After glancing up confused for a moment until he located a big sign in the distance reading out the name of his mystery park, he sent a text to Belle.

He couldn't think of anything to say, just the name of the park, but as the phone slipped from his hand he simply leaned back against the tree and left it at that. He knew it was probably the wrong choice. He doubted she wanted to see him like this or put up with his shit, but he soon decided she likely wouldn't come anyway. Nobody sensible would, and sure as hell not for him.
With a smile he toppled over again but didn't bother sitting back up, simply laughing and rolling onto his back instead. There he lay, smoking and quietly singing to try and ignore the fact that he had no clue what he was doing anymore.

"Alice, Alice, heart and soul, fell into a rabbit hole~ Dreamers dream until they don't! Lost her miiind a whiiile ago! Alice, Alice, don't you know~ Wonderland was all a hoax, made it up so she could cope~ Maadder than a haatter, Alice... broke."

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Beau

[Beau]

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Beau

Belle had been a wreck. In the time that Gambit had left them to now, they had vented to Kysaly and eaten 4 pints of ice cream with too much whipped cream. They had changed into comfy clothing, actually a bunny onesie to be exact, and were now sitting beside Kysaly in their home watching horror movies. Belle felt that it was the only way to really distract themselves, as they were too worried about getting scared to really think about anything else.

Belle and Kysaly held hands, Kysaly flinching a lot more at the jump scares and trying their best to act tough even though they weren't. It was their third movie, and honestly Belle was so glad for them, as otherwise they'd be utterly alone in Japan. They had made no friends, and people were weird with them about their quirk.

Their phone buzzed, and Kysaly instinctively paused the movie for her to look at it. Looking at the phone and seeing that it was from Gambit, they weren't sure what to feel. "It's him, right?" Kysaly would speak up, looking to her intently. "He sent me a location. I know him, he... He can't take things like this well." She would stare at the location; it wasn't too far away, but it would take some time for her to get there. "Are you going to go then?" As if already knowing her answer, Kysaly would get up and get a jacket. "Yeah... What are you doing?" Belle asked, not moving quite as fast yet. "I'm driving you, of course." Kysaly would throw her their jacket, and smile at their resolve.

We they both sat in the car, Belle wasn't sure what to think. Her mind scrambled with possibilities. Was he hurt, or had he been kidnapped? Would she be able to save him? Was it a mistake and would he run away again? Half of her wanted to tell Kysaly to turn around. Looking down to her phone, she realized she hadn't even texted back yet. For some reason, words just felt too hard for her to make out right now, nothing felt good enough to say.

As they got closer, Belle looked over to Kysaly. "I... I need to run to him." Before even letting Kysaly fully slow down the car, they would open their door and get out, before running in the direction of the park. She would look around frantically, before a lump under a tree. She wasn't sure what it was, but by the fact that the little amount of people in the park were avoiding it, it had to be Gambit. She heard mumbling too, but she wasn't sure if it was singing or not. Approaching close, she would lean down and try not the scare him. "Hey, Dede..." Her hands were a bit cold from the night's air, but she came close and placed Kysaly's jacket on his shoulders. "I'm here now, just... I'm here."

Notes

↭ Bunny onesie [o]

Gambit, Beau

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[Gambit]

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^{"So I just feel my way around and,"}

_{"I'm touching and I'm grabbing~"}

^{"Everything I can't be havin',"}

_{"I am broken down in shame~"}

Gambit's shoulder twitched as he heard the nickname, but rather than tensing or freaking out like before, his only visible response at first was his body simply relaxing and going limp in the grass. He rolled his head to face her and fixed her with a sad look, suddenly rolling onto his side to be closer to her and leaning against her lightly like a drunk mess.

She knew the nickname and that was enough to know who she was connected to for sure. Only one person called him that, and it was someone he had been trying not to think about for years. Not knowing their fate hurt too much, but he was scared knowing would hurt even more.
"I'm s-sorry I don't remember you... Did you come to kill me?"

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[Beau]

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Beau

He was just a mess. Such a mess that Belle didn't really recognize him. The way that he was acting felt like a figment of what he should have been. He was so strong, and here he felt like nothing she was used to. With a sigh, she would move to sit down beside him.

The way that he curled closer made her heart felt heavy. He so badly wanted that comfort and right now Belle was the only one that could give it to them. Patting his hair, she would try to soothe his troubled heart. At the mention of him not remembering her, of course he didn't. "You wouldn't know this version of me, love. You never saw it." With hesitation, Belle would look down to him and hope that he didn't overreact with their next words. "The version of me that you know, with golden arms, short hair, a male body, and a white eye... That is me when my quirk is activated. My quirk works and activates when I think of things I desire, and for our time together, it was always you. You never saw me otherwise because I was always thinking of you. You were always on my mind, and in my heart." If he was even conscious enough to understand it all, she hoped it made sense. "I'm Beau. Belle is Beau." She'd smile, trying to keep her cool. "I'm sorry for not telling you. I didn't want you to run away from me again."

Notes

↭ Bunny onesie

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[Gambit]

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^{"Let me leave my soul to burn,"}

_{"And I'll be breathing it in~"}

^{"I'm addicted to the feeling,"}

_{"Getting higher than the ceiling~"}

As Belle talked, Gambit's breath seemed to hitch in his throat, but he didn't move away even as the truth made it hard for him to breathe. Instead, he curled his body even closer to her as she sat with him before resting his head against her leg without a sound.
His fear was demanding he run with every fiber of his being, not that he would have gotten further than ten feet in his state anyway, but he didn't have it in him to run from Beau after they showed him such kindness. He didn't deserve it. He'd betrayed the only person he'd ever cared about.

"Ah.." He mused, feeling a little delirious as it felt like his whole world had just been flipped upside-down on him. ".. If anyone has the right to kill me, it's you..." Despite his words and the intense glow of his eyes however, his tone seemed rather relieved.
He felt like even more of a mess than usual as conflicting emotions waged wars in his head. He was crying silently, yet his mouth was twisted in a smile. He was both overjoyed knowing his worst fears had been wrong and that Beau was alive, but also hollow and feeling worthless because of what that meant.

He felt putrid for giving up on returning. After the first two years of failed attempts he had convinced himself there was nothing to return to. He thought his fucked family had done something horrible to Beau, and he'd been too much of a coward to find out the truth. The fact that he had basically abandoned Beau for eight years was hitting him like a truck. He didn't know what he was supposed to say, or what he wanted to say. His thoughts were too loud for him to figure them out.
"I'm sorry I'm shit.. I'm so sorry Charm.."

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Beau,

[Beau]

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Beau

As he got closer, she soothed him by stroking his head and hair. She knew that it wasn't the best time to tell him all of this, but it was better than not telling him at all. She herself could barely keep it contained. Once he did talk though, Belle was half tempted to smack him upside the head. Try to kill him? Belle wanted to do manyyyyyy things to Dekker, but killing him wasn't one of them. "I don't want to kill you." She said plainly, a frown easily forming on her face. "I'd never want to kill you. I was... I am, just confused as to why you left me alone." As he started to cry, Belle would lean down and kiss his forehead in a hopes to calm him down a bit.

His apology hurt. Saying sorry wasn't enough for all the pain that he had caused them. Even though she wanted to lash out at him, now wasn't the time. She'd save that as a treat for when he was sober, so the full force of her anger was visible to him. Hearing Charm again sent a shiver down their spine however. How many lustful nights they'd heard that name, how many times Dekker would whisper it under the moonlight, how many times they'd pair it with an "I love you." Now, it felt sorrowful, cold, and empty. That nickname didn't give them the same warmth, but it gave them comfort.

Belle would keep patting his head, humming a soft song for him as she just sat there. After a few moments, she'd look down to him. "What do you want to do now, Dede? What's the next step for us? If you even want to see me again." If he did, there would be a lot that would need to change. "For me to be back in your life, you know you're going to have to show me, right? I can't have you running away whenever something happens. I'm supposed to be who you run to." If he wasn't going to show that he could do it, then they would most likely leave them alone and watch them from a distance. They couldn't fall in love again, but they could watch from the sidelines and make sure he was as okay as he could be. "I'm not going to give you my heart again if you plan on giving it back."

Notes

↭ Bunny onesie.

Gambit,Beau,

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[Gambit]

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^{"Up all night 'cause we can't sleep,"}

_{"With a monster made of memories~"}

^{"Keeps us scared, so we won't speak,"}

_{"It's a monster made of memories~"}

Gambit bit the inside of his lip as he focused on Belle's voice, fighting in the haze to understand her because he knew it was especially important that he did. The problem was he didn't know how much they knew. He wasn't sure where he needed to start, or end. Although at some point he had become aware of images from before Japan flashing in his mind, he was still too mixed up to figure out how to put that day into words. Every time he tried to remember all of it he hit a wall, all he had was scraps.

Instead he focused on their words, and answering the immediate question given to him. That he could do, he needed to.
"I didn't mean to.." His voice failed him as he realized how stupid that sounded. Wrong. "I woke up here.." He tried again, cursing himself as he struggled to make sure his words were steady enough for her to even understand. "I was too useless to get back.." Once more he found his voice dying away as he became scared of saying the next part out loud. Coward.

He closed his eyes and bit into his lip harder until he tasted blood, trying to force himself to speak over his stupid fear and what he had put in his body.
"I thought you were..." Wrong. "I was a coward.. I gave up thinking I could get back.." He managed eventually, cringing as he heard himself speak. "I was too scared to know!" He made an odd sound somewhere between a bitter laugh and a whimper as he let his head slip off her leg, his head spinning as he felt the cold ground under him and wished he could just sink into it.

"I just want you..." He murmured at last, feeling lower than he ever had in his life. He knew it was selfish to say such crap, if he really cared about them he would want them far away from the trainwreck that was his life. However he was slowly loosing the battle with his drunkenness, and his emotions were getting the better of him. "I just want to be yours again.. I don't want to run.. not from you.."

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Beau ,

[Beau]

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Beau

Having any serious conversation like this one wasn't ideal when je eas so out of it. As he struggled to say what he meant, Belle was half tempted to just stop them and make them wait to say it. Still, she let them speak as she could hear that he was trying so hard to get those repressed emotions. She just soothed his hair over and over, nodding along and letting him talk to her to the best of his abilities.

He beat himself up so much. The story that he tried to tell her was jumbled and it seemed like he wasn't even sure what he was trying to say anymore. He just woke up in Japan? Did someone put him here? Why? To get away from Beau? It clicked in their head that it was set of the reason. Of his family had come to their house, then it wouldn't be far off to assume that his parents didn't want them together. If someone else put him here and he had tried to get back... Was he just too scared to find out if they died or not?

Belle would frown, her fingers tracing over his jawline. He blurted out the reason she assumed, he was scared to find out she died. To him, it was better to forget than to search it out and figure out it was the truth. A deep sigh would come from them, because it was an answer they could accept. Even if it wasn't the full truth, it was enough.

Seeing them laying on the ground beside her now, the next words out of his mouth were much more to her surprise. He wanted her, no, him. He wanted Beau back. She'd blink, then blink again, looking at him and feeling her eyes get a bit wet. It was the words that they had wanted to hear for eight years, the words of confirmation that they so truly hoped were real.

"I-I want you too." Their voice was no more that of Belle, but a mixture. Their arms turned their golden color, their hair shortening and their eyes glowing down. For the first time in a long time, the Beau that Dekker knew was beside him, staring down with a smile on his face. It wasn't right to do anything now, he was too out of it, but Beau desperately wanted to show Dekker that it was all worth it. All his struggles and his pain that they had both been through due to the unknown was worth it. "Please don't run away from me anymore. I'm right here, Dede."

In those moments, Beau would look down to Dekker, their eyes finally looking soft. In an instant, he would break his own words from earlier in the day. With a hand on Dekker's cheek, Beau would kiss him deeply. It was a kiss of repressed emotions, of the unknown of what was to come next, and to the hope that everything would be okay again. After a moment or two, Beau would lean up and look down with a bit of shame. "I-Im sorry. You're drunk and confused and I fucking kissed you."

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[Gambit]

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^{"You tell me, ain't nobody better than me,"}

_{"I think that there's better than me~"}

^{"Hope you see the better in me,"}

_{"Always end up betterin' me~"}

Gambit leaned his head into their touch as he felt them smoothing his hair. He had forgotten how much a simple gesture like that could give him butterflies, even as his mind ricocheted back and forth in his skull chaotically.
When their voice changed Gambit rolled onto his back to look up at Belle's face, his eyes widening as he saw Beau looking down at him instead. He felt a fresh wave of grief at the familiar face we missed so much, as well as relief that It wasn't just another trap.. Beau was really here, and their smile both broke his heart and held it together all at once.

Although he was shocked when Beau leaned down and kissed him, he was smiling all the same and seemed to melt into the grass beneath him as a warm feeling spread through him and helped ease the hollowness. He was still crying, yet he seemed to be unaware of it as Beau broke away, merely looking up at them with a silly smile on his face as if dazzled for a moment.
"M drunk and confused... yeh," As he spoke he leaned up and wrapped an arm around Beau's waist, hugging them close and wishing he could just stay like that forever. "But I still know I love you."

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Beau ,

[Beau]

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Beau

The kiss felt so good it was hard for him to want to stop it. As he looked down to Gambit and saw him smiling, it made Beau feel okay again, even if it was just a little. He didn't hate him, and it seemed from what drunk Dekker said, that it was all a misunderstanding. Even looking at him now made his heart flutter like it hadn't in eight years. Things were messed up right now, but Dekker was there in front of him.

He... loved him? No, that had to just be to alcohol talking. Then again, Dekker always did speak from the heart when he was drunk, even back when they were kids and Beau stole some expensive alcohol for them to drink together. As his waist was grabbed, he gulped as he tried to remain composed enough to remember that Dekker was drunk and crying. Right, he was crying. Leaning down again, Beau would kiss close to Dekker's eyes, as if to wipe away the tears and sadness with his lips. He'd do it a few times on each side, whispering sweet words while he was so close to Dekker. "You're okay now, just melt into me. I'll keep you safe."

Before Beau fully leaned back, he hesitated. Beau hadn't said it back, shit. In the moment, they had been too caught up in the fact that Dekker had said it to say it back to him. Was it right for him to say it now? Would he even remember this conversation? With a soft, happy sigh, he knew that he had to, for the current Dekker that he was looking at right now. With a soft hand on Dekker's cheek, he'd thumb at it and smile down to him. "I love you too, Dede. I always have, and I always will." He was crying now too, tears rolling off his face in happiness. "So I'm not a fool, can I kiss you again before we go home?" This time, he'd ask for permission.

Notes

↭ Bunny onesie.

Gambit,Beau,

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^{"When the curtains call the time,"}

_{"Will we both go home alive?~"}

^{"It wasn't hard to realize,"}

_{"Love's the death of peace of mind~"}

Gambit practically went limp in the grass beside Beau, both from feeling like a weight was gone from his shoulders with Beau here, as well as the exhaustion that swept in as he relaxed. He was still a hot mess by most means, but he was wearing a goofy smile as he looked at Beau. The intensity of his eyes had dimmed to a low glow, his mind now addled more by the intoxication than his fear, but neither would have changed his answer regardless.
"Don't have to ask for that one, always yes~"

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Beau

Beau would gently caress his face as he sank into the ground below him. His fingers would trace his browline, down into his cheekbone. Fingers would play with his lower lip, running across it so softly. It was as if Beau was trying to memorize his touch once more. The smile on Gambit's face made Beau laugh. "You still have that same smile." With confirmation for another kiss, Beau wouldn't hesitate to do so. This time, there was a bit more passion behind it. Beau would kiss him deeply, not pushing him into the ground but keeping him where he was. With his arms, he would wrap them under Gambit, giving him a strong, warm hug as they shared a longer kiss. Pulling away, Beau would clear his throat. "That's all I can do before I get carried away." With his arms already around Gambit, he would pull him up and pick him up bridal style. "Let's go home." Beau would smile down to him with love, nuzzling his face into his passion and heart. Moving back towards Kysaly's car, the café owner wouldn't say a word and would promptly drive to Beau's home.

It wasn't too far away from the café either, which made it convenient to walk to. It was a small building in a less populated part of the outskirts of Tokyo. With all their strength, Beau would carry Gambit into the house and plop him onto the bed. Taking off the onesie, he would get changed into something more casual. Pulling blankets over him, Beau would hop into bed beside him. "I'll make sure you're okay from now on, so sleep, my love, my Dede." With a final touch of Gambit's cheek, he would restrain himself front cuddling up beside Gambit and instead watch him until he was sound asleep.

Notes

↭ Black tank top and boxers.

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