Emile yelped, his arms flailing wildly in the air as he tripped over his own feet. He fell forward, but only just managed to avoid hitting the ground when a pair of arms caught his waist.
Instead of falling to the ground, he fell into Remus's chest.
He blinked, and then pulled back just enough to smile at Remus. A wide grin appeared on Remus's face in response.
"I caught you, now I can do whatever I like with you," Remus joked.
Emile laughed. "Thank you for saving me, honey. And I hope that 'whatever you want' includes lots of kisses."
"Duh."
Emile glanced down at the roller skates on his feet, and then he looked back up at Remus. A slightly sheepish expression appeared on his face.
"Maybe I shouldn't have picked roller skating for today's date," he said. "I'm kinda bad at it."
"But that just makes it more fun!"
"That is a good point!" Emile agreed with a smile. "And the more I practise it, the better I'll become. Maybe next time I'll be a master at roller skating, like you."
"Yeah!" Remus cheered. "And then we can have a roller skate battle to the death!"
He grinned widely, showing off two rows of teeth. Emile laughed, poking Remus's shoulder with his finger. Somehow, Remus's grin widened even more at the contact.
"You're silly," Emile said. "It wouldn't be much of a battle. Fighting isn't exactly my cup of tea."
"You're too adorable to fight."
"Thank you." Emile smiled.
He then reached upwards, pressing a quick, sweet kiss to Remus's lips.
"I love you," he said.
"Love you, too," Remus responded. "Wanna race to the other side of the rink?"
Okay- human Au with Remani (Remus x Picani) with the two of them starting out as rivals then friends then lovers-
Remus is an art therapist who encourages his patients to draw grousome stuff as a way of expressing their thoughts and feelings-
And Emile just not down with that because 1. Surely that doesn't help?? And 2. He's just low key scared of Remus but also intrigued-
Then Remus just like, "It's creative expression BITCH-" but low key wants to show Emile some great ass cartoons as possible refs for his patients but too stubborn to let go of his pride-
Feel free to ignore this XD couldn't stop thinking about it XD
I’m glad you asked! This is Remani! The fusion of Remy (Sleep) and Dr. Emile Picani. They’re tired, kind, sassy and always have really good advice but they’re also too unbothered to make giving advice their living. Chill and perceptive, they hail from Moric’s world and they’re one of his best friends. Their hair changes from blue to pink day by day (Anvity and Creaity tease them about sleeping beauty’s dress) but they are nonbinary and always use they/them pronouns. They have a mouth with sharp teethies on their tummy and sometimes if the top mouth is busy the bottom mouth will speak through their clothes and vice versa. They have Narcolepsy and they do fall asleep a lot- they can’t drive because of their cataplexy and they wear a medical bracelet. They’re not allowed to have caffeine either and let me tell you that’s a huge bummer for them. They’re a gentle bean but they always look really tired. They also wear shades all the time because their eyes are very light sensitive.
Have I mention how much I adore @ask-the-fusions ??? Like Lodec is such a bean and I wanna hug him so badly and Remani is such a cutie pie???????? Like???? I LOVE THESE CHILDREN WITH ALL MY HEART?????
Remus always knew when he was about to switch hearing with his soulmate.
His ears warmed and started to tingle, and he always had a few second warning until he lost his own hearing, and started to hear through his soulmate’s ears. It always lasted at least five seconds, and never more than half a minute, though mostly somewhere in the middle, and usually didn’t give him too much information, though he enjoyed it every time.
He often heard cartoons, and he’d managed to piece together that his soulmate was a therapist through the numerous snippets of patients talking. Once, he’d heard them call his soulmate ‘doc,’ which was as close to a name or nickname as Remus had ever gotten to hearing.
Whenever he heard music, it was almost always Disney or from cartoons, which painted quite the picture of what Remus’s soulmate was like.
He seemed cute and sweet and kind, based on his taste and his choice of career, and absolutely nothing like Remus, himself.
But everyone said that opposites attracted, and Remus already knew that his soulmate was exactly his type. That was how soulmates worked, after all.
Unfortunately, Remus’s voice stopped working whenever he heard through his soulmate’s ears, which made it pretty difficult to leave a message, and the unpredictability of when it happened made it equally hard to plan ahead. He was never much of a planner, though, and was content to just let life happen to him.
They couldn’t really use their soulbond to find each other, but Remus was still happy with what it was, and listening to his soulmate was always the best part of his day.
He’d find him when he found them, and though Remus was impatient, he wasn’t the kind of person to just go out and find him himself.
When he heard the warmth and tingling in his ears, he was listening to music – it was loud and crude, just his taste, but nothing his soulmate hadn’t heard through him before, so he kept it going when the world faded out, and his soulmate’s side faded in.
“-are the Crystal Gems, we’ll always save the day!”
Ah, Steven Universe. Remus’s cousin, Patton, had teamed up with Roman to make Remus watch the show with them, so he was familiar with the theme tune. It also wasn’t the first time he’d overheard his soulmate watching it.
“And if you think we can’t, we’ll always find a way!”
Remus drummed his fingers on his knee in time to the music.
“That’s why the people of this world believe in: Garnet, Amethyst and Pearl and Steven!”
Only a moment after the theme-tune was finished, it faded out and the song Remus was listening to faded back in. It was almost over, and Remus suddenly realised how loud it was, especially in comparison to the song he’d just overheard. Hopefully his soulmate didn’t have sensitive ears.
Remus huffed, flopping back against the couch, and keeping the song at the deafening volume.
That was boring. He’d been hoping for something a little more interesting – some snippet that would tell him more about his soulmate and their life – but apparently fate had had different ideas.
Remus got up, ripping the headphones from his head and dropping them and his phone onto the couch cushions. He went over to his kitchen and decided to make the most terrible snack he could possibly think of. After a moment of consideration, tapping his foot on the kitchen floor tiles and scanning his surroundings, he decided on ketchup and mint chocolate chip ice cream.
For a second, he wondered if he should microwave the ingredients, making it more of a soup, but he decided against it as he really didn’t want to wait that long.
He mixed the two ingredients in the first bowl he could find, grabbing a spoon from the drawer and then sitting on his kitchen counter, pulling his legs up to sit cross-legged.
He ate slowly, savouring the sweet and sour mix of food that he knew would absolutely horrify everyone he’d ever met. Remus would have to text Roman about his snack lately, simply to nauseate and annoy his twin brother. It tasted good, in Remus’s opinion, but he was always one who liked peculiar flavours.
When Remus finished his snack, he dropped the bowl into the sink, alongside all of the other dishes that had been left there for days. He could clean up another time.
(He would not.)
The moment he took a step out of the kitchen, the warmth and tingling in his ears suddenly resumed.
Remus froze in place. It was uncommon for these things to happen back-to-back like this, but not completely underheard of. Once, a few years ago, it had happened twelve times in one day – twice an hour for six hours in a row – and afterwards Roman had told him that that had meant he’d been close to meeting his soulmate, but had missed the opportunity. After that, Remus had sulked for a week.
Hope began to bubble up inside of him, and Remus immediately grinned. He slumped against the wall, and prepared to listen to what he assumed was likely going to be more Steven Universe.
Instead, when his hearing faded out, and his soulmate’s faded in, he heard something else.
“Gosh, I really hope you can hear this! My friend told me to do this, said it worked for him. I recorded this on my phone, ‘cos you can’t normally hear my voice,” the voice was quick, and it took a moment for it to click in Remus’s head that this must have been his soulmate’s voice. He would’ve gasped if he could have. Instead his voice was stuck in his throat, like it always was when he heard through his soulmate’s ears. “So, um, my address is...”
There was only just enough time for the address to finish, before the sound faded out, and the silence of Remus’s apartment faded back in.
He was frozen in place, his eyes wide.
The voice was male, at least from Remus could tell, which made sense as Remus was gay, and therefore only really attracted to men. It was perfect, and already the most attractive voice Remus had ever heard in his life, and he never wanted to stop hearing it.
A minute passed, and then Remus jumped to work. He sped through his apartment, sifting through the mess of drawers – and making an even bigger mess – as he searched for a pen and a piece of paper. He went over the address again and again and again in his head as he moved, making sure not to forget it and memorizing it quickly.
When he finally found a scrap piece of paper – that had a doodle of a man being beheaded on the back – he immediately scribbled the address over the back.
He stared at it for a few seconds, clutching the paper so tightly that he almost ripped it in half.
Then, he made his mind up.
The plans he had already made for tonight, meeting up with his parents for their fortnightly dinner together, immediately slipped from his head. He had to go to this address.
He rushed over to the couch, picking up his phone and searching up the address, and his eyes lit up and his heart skipped a beat when he realised: his soulmate was close.
A two-hour long drive. Possibly less, if Remus didn’t care about breaking laws and ignoring the speed limit, which he truly did not care about.
He could go to that address right now. He could meet his soulmate today.
Remus had to. He would.
He crumpled the paper up into a ball, shoving it into his pocket along with the pen. He then rushed through his apartment like a hurricane, making an even bigger mess of the place as he searched through drawers for his car keys. For once, he was annoyed with himself at his lack of order, as he usually didn’t have much of an idea of where everything was. Normally he didn’t mind, but right now he was in enough of a hurry that he hated it.
When he finally found his keys, he turned and left his apartment.
He forgot to shut the door behind him, but it would be a while until he remembered that.
He drove faster than the speed limit when he could, but apparently fate was on his side, as he wasn’t at any point pulled over. He was halfway through his drive when the hearing switched again, and, for once in his life, Remus was responsible, and he pulled over to listen.
It was the same voice – another recorded message – and Remus’s heart skipped a beat in his chest.
It started with an awkward laugh – endearing and adorable and it made fireworks go off in Remus’s heart – and then the voice spoke again.
“Maybe I should’ve started with my number,” his soulmate said. “And my name. I got a little ahead of myself there, sorry.” Another awkward laugh. “Um... my name is Emile Picani and my number is...”
Remus grabbed the pen that he’d stuffed into his pocket and scribbled the number across the back of his right hand as it was recited. The hearing faded out, and he was left staring at his hand when the sound of the cars zooming past him faded back in.
After a moment, he dug around in his pockets for his phone, and retrieved it quickly.
He wasted no time adding the contact to his phone, and then texting it immediately.
REMUS
would it be weird for me to come to ur address right now
If Remus were any other man, he would have realised how weird of an opening that was. However, he was not any other man, he was Remus, and that was the best he could come up with.
He didn’t have to wait long for a reply.
EMILE
Umm....
I guess that depends on who you are!
Remus could practically hear that sweet, awkward laugh in his head, and he couldn’t wait for the next time he’d get to hear it in his ears again. Hopefully, that next time would happen face-to-face.
REMUS
soulmate
ur voice is pretty
Remus drummed his fingers on his knee as he waited impatiently for the next text. It only took a couple minutes for the next text to come.
EMILE
Oh my gosh!!! Wow!!!!!
So it worked?
My brother told me it would but i was so nervous!
It worked for him and his soulmate but i wasn’t sure it would for us!!!!
All bonds are different right?
REMUS
it worked
can i come then?
EMILE
Gosh okay!!
I don’t have work today and it would be jut wonderful to finally meet you!!!
*just
As long as it doesn’t inconvenience you of course
REMUS
Im already close
And he was. A quick glance at his GPS made it known that he was already only an hour away. Just an away from his soulmate’s place, and from finally meeting his soulmate himself.
Remus was ecstatic.
He stuffed his phone into his pocket and restarted his drive.
Again, he drove over the speed limit, but, again, it seemed that fate was on his side, and he wasn’t caught and pulled over.
He got a few complaints from pedestrians when he sloppily parked just down the street from his soulmate’s apartment building, and one even kicked his tire. He ignored them all without hesitation, though, and only just remembered to lock his car behind him as he raced down the street: not quite running, but certainly hurrying.
He passed pedestrians that he paid no mind, darting through the crowd, and then stopped in his tracks when he passed a small stall selling flowers.
Remus paused, his mind moving a mile a minute, before he bought the first bouquet that caught his eye – it was rainbow: a bright, mixture of colours that Remus hoped his soulmate would like.
He wasn’t usually the nice, romantic type, but even Remus wanted to make a good first impression.
It didn’t take long for him to get inside the apartment building – one of the tenants opened the door just before him, and kept holding it open for Remus when they saw him following behind.
He climbed the stairs – he figured running up them was better than taking the elevator, and risking having to stop at every floor. It didn’t take long for him to find his soulmate’s apartment; he checked the address once on the way, and, though his hand-writing was messy and unreadable to most, he knew he was in the right place.
Remus stopped at the door, and knocked loudly.
But before just before it could open, the familiar warmth and tingling of his ears returned, and the moment the door swung open, he still heard it, but through the ears of the man now in front of him, instead of his own.
The man in front of him – his soulmate, his soulmate – was cute. Very, very cute. He had curly hair and wide eyes, and clothes that were pink and beige and neat and clean, as opposed to Remus’s, which were always ripped and messy.
They stared at each other, as they could not yet talk.
Emile’s eyes kept flicking between Remus’s face and the bouquet, and it was only when their hearing switched back that he remembered to hand the flowers to his soulmate.
He held them out, and Emile took them and held them to his chest.
Emile looked around nervously, at the numerous other families wandering around the park they were in. Then, he leant in cloae and hissed at his husband.
"Remus! If people hear you trying to teach our baby to swear, they're going to think we're bad parents!"
"Ah," Remus waved his hand dismissively, blowing a raspberry. "Fuck them!"
"Fuck!" Patton finally repeated.
Both Remus and Emile's heads suddenly spun around to look at their baby again. The former's expression was delighted, whilst Emile's was more startled.
"Fuck yeah!" Remus cheered, quickly undoing the clasps that kept Patton in his seat.
He then picked up the baby, bouncing him in the air and prompting Patton to begin giggling loudly and adorably.
Remus turned his head and grinned at Emile.
"Our baby's amazing!"
Emile smiled fondly, reaching in and tickling Patton's side. The baby shrieked even louder with delighted laughter.
"He is," Emile agreed. "But can we maybe not swear in a park full of children?"
