Trigger Warning: fluff, kinda fighting? Lemme know!

Ok so...last update for a bit...I'm getting put in the hospital tomorrow plus I have a surgery then.

This is the fluff lunaeclispe22 requested! Love ya! <3

Based on the second one from the image!

Remile

Remy was pacing in the living room. He had his hands in his hair, looking completely stressed out at the moment. “Emile. This….this isn’t ok,” he whispered, finally stopping to look at his boyfriend.

Emile looked exasperated. “Remy, it’s just-”

“No, Emile!” Remy exclaimed. “This is worse than anything you’ve ever done!

“No, you’re overreacting-” Emile tried again, standing to grab Remy’s arm. “Babe, please-”

Remy stopped, looking at him. “Emile! This is big! Huge! Catastrophic!” He started pacing again, biting his thumb gently.

Emile sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. His boyfriend was such a drama queen sometimes. “Remy. Listen, love, we can just restart-”

He rounded on Emile, looking ready to cry. “Emile, this is real life! You can’t just restart things when you mess up! There are consequences, and you messed up big time!”

“Oh my god, Remy!” Emile exclaimed, laughing in frustration. “It’s just Mario Kart! I beat you in a round of Mario Kart!” He chuckled and shook his head. “It’s not the end of the world, my love. I promise, you’re getting better with every round.”

Remy huffed, crossing his arms. “I’m the big, strong boyfriend though,” he argued. “I play video games for a living! And what happens? Oh, yeah, I lost to a newbie!” He kept pacing, biting his lip as he did so.

Emile sighed, plopping on the couch. “Remy, it’s fine. I used to play Mario Kart on the old systems a lot with my brother,” he said, watching him pace around their living room. “And you play horror games for a living. Not Mario or anything, ok? And we weren’t even recording!”

The other looked over and stuck his tongue out at Emile. “Still…..I’m supposed to be the one good at this….” he mumbled, walking over and sitting by Emile.

“Remy,” he chuckled, “why is this such a big deal?” Emile leaned over and laid his head in Remy’s lap. “I mean, I don’t have a channel. You’ve got what? Three million or so subscribers now? With both our incomes, we’re set for life.”

He sighed softly. “But….you promised I’d win this round…” Remy whispered, looking down at him. He gave Emile a soft kiss, but when he pulled away, the smaller was smirking. “What?”

“That’s what this is about?” Emile chuckled. “Geez, Remy. I didn’t realize you were such a sore loser. But I probably should’ve after the last fifteen times of beating you at this game.”

Remy groaned, making Emile laugh. “Hush,” he mumbled. Remy reached down and ran his hands through Emile’s hair. “I love you, y’know. And this is an outrage and I will not stand for the teasing you’re giving me.”

Emile laughed again. He sat up and got in Remy’s lap, straddling him a little. “Ok,” he chuckled softly. “I have an idea. For now, we cuddle. Then, later. We can try again, ok?” He reached over and placed a small kiss on Remy’s lips. “Because I love you, but I really don;t feel like seeing you overreact on this again.”

Remy stuck his tongue out at Emile again, kissing him. “Fine….what should we watch?” He grabbed the remote and started scrolling through Netflix. He had hoped for a horror movie. Remy loved when Emile got scared and cuddled up to him.

The other smirked. Emile took the remote and searched a movie, covering Remy’s eyes. He played the movie and uncovered his eyes, smiling innocently. “This one!”

He opened his eyes, and Remy groaned. “Emile,” he said firmly, making him giggle. “We are not watching Super Mario Bros.”

Emile cracked up, just giving Remy a soft kiss as he put on IT instead. They cuddled up, Emile watching happily. He faked jumping at all the scares, though Remy couldn’t tell. He just loved how happy it made Remy to hold him during a scary movie.