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“okay, this is exactly how I imagined a little’s apartment” Remy states briefly at the amount of Disney toys everywhere “shut up” Emile states annoyed. “jeez man, how much Disney and cartoon stuff do you have, I don’t even need to buy you new toys” he murmurs “its a lot but I like cartoons” Emile deadpanned just briefly placing down a box of Remy’s things. “I’m allowed to like cartoons as an adult too” he spoke “granted my parents might not have agreed” he responds.
“Your parents sound like they can suck a ton of dicks ok, so lets not” Remy states “now the spare room is open to you” Emile spoke calmly “the bathroom is just across the hall and then there’s my room at the end” he explains briefly. Remy looks briefly “girl you don’t even have a coffee machine what the fuck” Remy huffs in annoyance. “I can’t afford a coffee machine.” Emile states with a glare.
“lucky for you, I have a coffee machine, I actually know good coffee” he hums briefly as Emile glares “don’t make me slap you again” Emile murmurs as he went to clean a bit making room for Remy’s things. “granted the waffle maker is nice” Remy hums “it was a gift from my grandma. If you use it you clean it.” Emile states “same for my dishes and my stand mixer. You make it dirty, you clean it capisce” Remy blinks “yeah yeah take a chill pill babe, I know what to do” he spoke “not your babe. Just your roommate, and your little” he responds.
“you know if you are gonna be my little, you should try and be you know nicer to me” Remy spoke with a content hum as if he got Emile. “…” Emile seemed to glare at him hard enough if he could kill him, he really would. “and if your my caregiver, try not to make me murder you” he responds briefly. Remy huffs. “cause guess what, littles can’t be convicted of crimes so I could totally do it” Emile grins as Remy huffs “fine fine chill” he waves his hand in annoyance.
“what do you cook usually?” Remy asks briefly seeing the dishes untouched “ready meals or take out your royal highness, I don’t really cook for myself” Emile murmurs in frustration. “Don’t call me your royal highness, you’re such a brat!” Remy growls as Emile glares back “fuck off!” Emile spoke annoyed “I’m not a brat, if anyone’s a brat here it’s you!” he responds.
“You know what! A little isn’t suppose to be rude, or mean! They’re suppose to be cute! Fun! You know playful! happy with life!” Remy growls at him “Instead I get a asshole therapist! Lucky fucking me!. If I didn’t take you on, You would of lost your job, your friends here and shipped off to the agency only to probably never be adopted cause you’re such a prick!” Remy screamed at Emile who got redder and redder. Tears visibly bubbles.
Remy blinks in mild surprise, he was just surprised to see bubbling tears forming in Emile’s eyes as Emile just went going to his room and slamming the door in his face. Remy blinks in surprise “E-Emile?” he asks nervously knocking the door hearing light sobs, Remy panics lightly “fuck” he murmurs “Emile open the door” he spoke gently “common please” he spoke “No! go away!” Emile yells at him.
“Emile…” Remy slowly opens the door, seeing Emile just sobbing “I’m not bad!!” he cries loudly. “…” Remy looks sitting down as Emile sobs “I’m not bad! Papa made me bad!” he yells at Remy. “No one wanted me!” he yells. “…hey hey… I’m sorry” Remy spoke gently to Emile going to wipe his tears “…I’m sorry I was out of line, I shouldn’t of said that” he murmurs. Emile sobbed “…I shouldn’t of said that to you, that was cruel” Remy whispers quietly.
“No one wanted me…” Emile sobs quietly to the other, “no one liked me…” he whispers into his knees. Remy stared gently “…I want you… I know I was mean” he murmurs “a big meanie…” Emile sniffles. “I was a big meanie” Remy rolls his eyes. “But I just…got frustrated” he murmurs softly. Emile hiccups gently, he rubbed his eyes “I-I know I’m not easy, I-I know” Emile mumbles.
“well, uh, what should we do now?” Remy asks, Emile shrugs sniffing shakily. Remy blinks alittle “…are you little?” he asks as Emile made grabby hands for him whimpering. Remy stared “…oh shit” he mutters in mild surprise as he stared at Emile who was in little mode in front of him but he went to gently pick up the infant softly.
Remy seemed to hear his watch beep as he looks gently. “great I got a session…” he murmurs as he looks, he went to gently change Emile’s clothes as well as a diaper onto him “okay, that should help you for abit hey” he smiles as Emile coos interested softly as Remy rubs his hair “okay, we should go to work huh” he spoke as Emile babbles contently.
Remy smiles “bet you’re excited huh, you’d always be able to come with me!” he spoke joyfully to the other as Emile giggles softly in contentment, he seemed to kick his feet, babbling in happiness. Remy grins picking up the infant softly into his arms, he held him close lovingly. He just gently rubs his hair. Emile softly coos babbling lightly.
Remy’s office wasn’t too bad, Remy decided to bring some toys from Emile’s office for him to play with while in his sessions, he seemed to gently hum examining the toys for him, he knew Emile was in baby mode and it was a good idea to go with age appropriate, he gently grabbed some stitch stuff, a duplo set as well as a few things. He gently examined them but he hoped Emile would appreciate them.
Emile squeals in joy to happily take his toys as Remy went to talk to the client, Virgil Black, he was just soft in smiling “he’s so cute” Virgil spoke happily about Emile, Remy smiles. “thanks V, but how have you been doing.” he asks calmly. Virgil blinks nodding knowing he had to focus, right.
“it’s been okay… I mean I have been trying to not be so overbearing with Roman, but it’s abit stressful for me to try not to be so protective” he murmurs gently, “he’s just overworking a lot, and he’s been… avoiding it, and I got upset with him” he comments sighing “he’s not talking to me” he sighs. “well, what did you do, did you yell?” Remy asks gently as Virgil sighs nodding “well, I am sure that you can easily reconcile with him, you wanna know why, because I did the same to my little today, I know it can be frustrating… but you just need to be patient with Roman” Remy explains.
Emile babbled softly as he was quietly gets up to pat Remy’s leg for attention as Remy seemed to gently blink. “oh hey little gem” he hums picking Emile up onto his lap as Emile babbles softly. Virgil smiles abit “…I mean I guess I should talk to him…” he whispers softly, Remy bouncing Emile on his knee as he looks, “you should talk to him, you need to tell him. ‘Roman, I am sorry for yelling at you, You are worrying me, and I want to talk about how you are feeling, and perhaps we can take a break and regress” Remy explains.
Virgil blinks alittle in amazement as he nods grinning “y-yeah! that’s a good idea!” he spoke nodding “I’m just…overprotective” he murmurs. “that’s what you get from taking care of your brother all your life Virgil, but Andy is safe now” Remy smiles at him; Virgil seemed to sigh deeply, he seemed to smile alittle. Emile babbles softly “Plus when my little here is back to big mode, why don’t you bring Roman in, we can do a therapy session between the both where you communicate your feelings to him and he can communicate his emotions to you!” he spoke happily as Emile seemed to perk up curious at Remy’s suggestion but nods abit.
Soon, the session finished as Emile seemed big again. “…so, we’re couples therapist then” he hums to Remy who shrugs “I mean sometimes the problem is the lack of communication so, why not.” he states. “sounds good to me” Emile shrugs. Remy blinks lightly “…cool” both seemed quiet in sitting. “You still need therapy though” Remy adds. “shut up asshole” Emile smirks.