Don’t look too happy…
“Don’t look too happy Logan” Storm seems to roll her eyes in unison with her comment.
“What?” The sharp clawed mutant scoffs now.
“mmmhmm” she shakes her head as she walks away from the terrace he was leaning against.
Someone had to put a stop to this fight breaking out and she knew it wouldn’t be wolverine.
Your voice seems to muffle behind the large terrace doors as she stalks through them.
Making her way down the flight of stairs to the front door, her gaze finds you once again out in the courtyard.
Your voice getting louder as she gets closer.
Despite the smug look on Logan’s face upstairs as he watched, you weren’t happy.
You had just found out your bf of the past 4 months had been sleeping with his PT.
“I can’t believe you!!” You shout as you chuck another bag of his belongings at him.
He wasn’t even remorseful.
Instead he had stayed silent as more people came outside to see what the ruckus was about.
Trying to protect his image in front of the other mutants that were residing inside Xavier’s school, rather than apologising to you.
You hadn’t even noticed that they were pointing and whispering about you.
“Hey…guys” Storm’s voice sounded authoritative over your own.
“Wana take this somewhere else? Somewhere away from prying eyes” she nods her head up towards where she had left the terrace.
You follow her gaze and sure enough you had gathered your own little crowd of spectators.
You go to open your mouth to tell them all to piss off back inside but your eyes land on the face of Logan.
The same Logan who had, just two weeks ago, confessed his feelings for you after a very drunken night out with the other Xmen….
You had helped him from the taxi up to his room.
Everyone else had laughed as he fell out the car door but you felt you had to help him.
You brushed off the placement of his hands on your hips, thinking it was just him trying to steady himself as you stumbled up the stairs.
Yet as you laid him on his bed, trying to aim his head onto his pillow, he mumbled something out to you.
“I like you”
“Ha! Thank the stars for that then aye” you shook your head in humour.
“No” he frowned.
“I really really like you…” he tries to reach out to touch you but you had already stepped back.
You thought he must of been teasing you, knowing you were already in a relationship.
“Lay with me please…” he slurs out after you hadn’t said anything.
“Logan!” You laughed nervously, thinking he was pulling your leg.
“I have a boyfriend…remember” you tutted as you start to walk slowly across the room, wanting to leave him to sleep off the alcohol.
“I don’t know why…” he yawns as you stop at the door, looking back at him.
“He’s no good for you” he had his eyes shut as he spoke to you, luckily enough as you shot him a look for his brassiness.
You expected him to be shy and embarrassed the next morning, or even completely forgetting about your little exchange.
Yet he lingered after a lesson you were teaching, approaching you once you had dismissed the last student.
“About last night” he runs his hand through his hair in nervousness.
You start to laugh.
“It’s fine Logan” his eyes widen at your words.
“I know it was the alcohol talking…not you” you tell him but as you turn away from him to carry on packing away your things, he grabs you by your wrist.
“No…no it wasn’t the alcohol” he shakes his head as you furrow your eyebrows at him.
“I do like you…a lot and I do think that your…I think that you could do so much better” he pulls on your arm as he speaks “with me”
You had been stunned into silence.
Obviously the Wolverine was super attractive, almost every female in this establishment thought so too.
But you were loyal to your boyfriend and although you had your ups and downs (who doesn’t) you were always going to be faithful to him.
Your thoughts fly to the now, you were so adamant on staying faithful to this piece of shit, not knowing that he wasn’t repaying the favour.
You laugh out manically as you turn away from the intense stare down the xmen was giving you.
“You’re right…” you say softly to Storm now as she goes to gesture for your bf to follow you back inside but you stop him at the door.
“You’re not coming in…you’re only here because of me, stay the fuck away from me….from here…you got it?” you say inbetween gritted teeth but Storm sighs out loud hearing you perfectly.
“Where…where am I supposed to go? I live here too!” He stutters out at you but you march through to the hall, ignoring his pleas as you do.
You barely make the first step up the stairwell before he grabs you by the arm, pulling you back as even Storm is stunned at his behaviour now.
“Don’t walk away from me” he spits as you try to twist around to release his hold on you.
“Get off me” you shout out in panic but before he could open his mouth again, you see him being pushed back towards the front door.
With his fist wrapped around your shirt, you swiftly follow the momentum as you curse out, hitting the deck.
You were too busy trying to find your feet that you don’t see the punch flying through the air until you hear your bf cry out now.
“Logan!!!” Storm shouts as she grabs a hold of the wolverines arm.
He was breathing erratically as you look from him to your bf slumped against the wall now.
“What did you do?” You say panic setting in as you were sure your bf was unconscious now.
“Saving your ass!” Logan scoffs as you lift the head up of your bf now, he groans as you drop it back down, he was still awake.
“My ass doesn’t need saving!” You shout at him now as you stomp up the stairs, away from them all.
Not caring that a few other students were stood gawking at the scene in the hallway.
***
It had been a few hours since the altercation between you and your bf.
After Storm took him in to the medical bay to get checked over, she escorted him off the premises.
Not before Charles had to write out a cheque to bribe him into keeping his mouth shut about being assaulted by Wolverine.
You didn’t want to leave your room for a long ass while but Professor X stated that the show must go on.
Despite awkwardly trying to make you feel better, his words of ‘they’re going to talk about you whether or not you’re laying in bed or out there continuing to work’ rang true.
You were in the school library now, what better choice to stay away from the gossiping of others than a place where you’d get scolded for talking.
You were lost in your thoughts as you hear someone approaching.
You clock the old weathered biker boots just before you close your eyes.
“Hey” Logan’s voice sounded huskier than normal as you sigh out.
“I’m sorry” he mumbles as you open your eyes now.
You were surprised, Logan never apologised.
“For?” You didn’t mean to snap at him but your emotions were everywhere.
He stays quiet as you tilt your head at him, waiting for answer that wasn’t coming.
“I told you he wasn’t good enough for you” Logan shrugs as you slam down the book you had been taking notes from.
“Really?? That’s the route you’re taking!?” You say in hushed tones, not wanting any more attention being brought to you as a few fellow students eyes flicker up to you.
“Well” Logan raises his own eyebrows.
You rub your temples now..
Your heart rate was soaring once again as your blood vessels throbbed against your fingers.
“And I suppose I should have taken you up on your offer the other night?” Sarcasm oozes out over your voice as you watch Logan nod.
“Two wrongs don’t make a right” you snap not believing that he would have been totally ok with you being unfaithful.
“You still with that jerk?” Logan asks bluntly as you look up at him.
How was he even asking such a stupid question.
“Of course not!” You tut, shuffling the pieces of paper into a pile as a distraction.
“So…my offer still stands…” he smirks as your jaw almost falls open.
Was he being serious right now?!
“Logan…” you sigh out.
“My brain is fried…please. I don’t know what to say…to do” you drop your head into your hands as you could feel the pain getting stronger.
“A drink then?” Logan pulls your hand away so you can look at him.
You narrow your eyes at him now.
“A drink?” You repeat his words.
“An olive branch so to speak?” he winks as you roll your eyes.
“It’ll be a good pain relief?”
But you surprise yourself as much as you surprised the wolverine, after quickly scanning the few eyes that were honed in on you from the other students inside this library before you answer a ‘yes’ to him.
***
Boy…Wolverine could drink.
You think back to that night you helped him out his cab.
Just how much alcohol did he have that night to get to that state?
You were in some small town bar in the next city over from the school.
You wanted to escape the prying eyes of the students and even the other Xmen so he brung you here.
“Another?” He offers barely slurring as the outline of him started to blur in your own vision.
You had no idea what number drink you were on but you find yourself shaking your head at him.
“Lightweight” you hear him mutter jokingly to you as he knocks back another shot of whiskey.
“I’m so…sorry for lacking…the X *hiccup* gene Logan” you slur as he laughs.
You try to lean on your elbow as you speak to him but your arm gives way and as your head falls in heaviness, Logan just about saves it from hitting off the wooden bar.
You laugh out loud as he widens his eyes now.
“You…good?” He tries to stifle his own laugh now.
“I’m not…” you shake your head removing his hands from the cupping of your face.
“You’re not?” He chuckles thinking you were joking still but the serious look on your face causes him to frown.
“I’m not good enough…look at…dickhead” you didn’t want to say the name of your now-ex-bf but Logan knew who you were on about.
“Shut up” he shakes his head as if that’ll cement his point further.
“He’s an idiot and you knew it…you were just blinded by” he carries on looking at the glass he had just emptied but you cut him off.
“Love?? Were you about to say…l…love?” You hiccup again before laughing out loud.
“Was it not?” Logan pushes, knowing you were under the influence of alcohol so your ability to lie was non existent.
“Definitely not!!” You tell him knocking back the shot you had previously just declined.
“Then why were you even?” Logan goes to ask but shrug your shoulders rather dramatically.
“Logan…that school is filled to the brim with…enhanced students and teachers alike” you start to explain as he doesn’t catch your drift.
“…enhanced in physical…” you slur whilst grabbing at his bicep through his chequered shirt, his eyes widen at your touch “…abilities and mental ones…” you continue as he still couldn’t grasp what you were trying to say.
“…and then there’s me” you force a smile as you don’t see Logan smiling too.
“An average Joe” you shake your head now.
“I’m literally the lowest in the…food chain?” you guess not thinking of the correct word in your drunkeness “…no one would ever give me the time of day at that place…” you sigh out as your memories come back of your first few days.
You were convinced the scouts that approached you for the new job offer of a teacher at Xavier’s school got the wrong person, mistaken identity perhaps?
How could you be intelligent enough to teach mutants?
But as you felt like you had bitten off more than you could chew, and were readying your letter of resignation, you met your bf.
He was part of the maintenance team that would often work at the school for weeks at a time.
Being another average joe (no mutant x gene pumped around his veins) you felt like you could be yourself around him. Not putting up this front where you had to act far superior than you actually were.
Within the first 3 weeks of your relationship, you asked Xavier if he could move into your residence you had at the school and despite the professors doubts, you were adamant this man was perfect for you.
Perhaps you were blinded, as Wolverine had said but it definitely wasn’t love, more like, lack of intelligence.
You laugh as you bring yourself back to the room.
Logan’s look of pure confusion added to your giggles as you full on belly laugh now.
“What??” he asks as he thinks perhaps you were losing your mind a little.
But you find yourself pulling him closer to you, a hand flies up to tangle through his hair as your other grabs him at his muscular arm once again.
He can’t quite believe it when you crash your lips against his.
He had been fantasising about doing this very thing to you and more for a few weeks now.
Always too afraid to say anything to you, he obviously found enough confidence in the few bottles of Jack he had downed that night before confessing his feelings to you.
But you shot him down.
He should have admired you for it of course but it grated on him that you thought you were only worthy enough for a low life like your ex!
He could taste the strong scent of whisky on your lips.
And as his thoughts went flying to having you right here on the wooden table top inside this small town bar, he almost gets jolted by his conscience telling him he shouldn’t be taking advantage of you whilst you were in this state.
He slowly pulls away from your embrace.
It almost pained him as he watched your face go from content pleasure to absolute confusion.
“I…I can’t” he mutters out dropping his head down.
You look at him as if he was talking another language.
“You…can’t??” You repeat him as he stays not looking at you.
He thought it would be obvious as to why he shouldn’t continue this kiss, stopping it from leading to something more whilst you were so under the influence wouldn’t be acceptable to most people but you somehow took offence.
“You…you fucking wanted this” you snap as he looks up in surprise at your outburst.
“You said so yourself…the other night…you wanted me to lay with you” you feel the embarrassment of his rejection start to heat your cheeks.
“I did…I still do but” Logan goes to explain but you stand up.
Kicking the bar stool out as you did.
“Where are you going??” He asked impressed that you weren’t swaying but you don’t answer him.
You somehow make your way over the door, gulping away the urge to hold onto the wall for leverage.
You knew the few other punters sat inside would be watching you but you don’t care.
You make it outside now, the gentleman smoking a cigarette steps quickly out of the way as you stumble down the few steps.
You feel an arm snake around your waist and as you go to curse out and possibly hit whoever it was who thought they could grab you like this you’re shocked to see it was Logan.
He started to guide you away from the road situated right outside the bar.
Walking a little awkwardly as he turns the corner down the next road.
Your legs finally give way as you fall backwards, thankful for the wall that you found yourself leaning on.
Logan was pressed up against you now, so close you could feel the rising of his chest as he tried to regulate his breathing.
Being so close that your lips were practically touching already, he couldn’t seem to stop himself from colliding your mouths together.
You whine out into his kiss as his hands fly up from the grip on your waist to the back of your head, holding onto you as he picks up the urgency.
“Logan” you breathe out.
Your own hands trying to hold onto him now.
You pull on his hair, wanting to kiss him harder as he practically growls.
His jacket had bunched up as you try to remove it off his shoulders, you give up its fight against you due to the flexing of his arms.
You make your way down the bottom of his shirt instead, lifting the hem up to expose his abs.
You run your fingers over the hardened muscles there, digging your nails in slightly to his flesh.
He bucks his hips up towards you, pinning you against the cold brick work of the alley way wall.
You slide the top of your hand underneath the belt of his jeans now, feeling the hair there you stop yourself from begging him remove it.
You wanted more.
To feel more of him on you, his hands, his mouth, his skin. Him.
His whole body was laid on you as you struggled to keep yourself up underneath his strength.
You wanted him to take you right here.
Not seeming to care for the cars that were driving past. Surely the occupants inside them can see you both as their headlights flashed across your faces.
You lose all your senses as your mind only focuses on him, on this kiss.
It’s only when a few drunk punters start to jeer as they leave the bar, that Logan finally stops his assault on your lips.
You were trying to catch your breath as you watch the Wolverine roll his eyes at them.
Stopping himself from saying something back.
Your mind starts to wonder.
Why hadn’t you done this before.
All those weeks wasted knowing he had those feelings that he had confessed to you.
And you were stupid to think there was nothing on your side.
You saw him train, watched him out in the fields as you took your breaks from the school day.
The long summer days being too hot to handle body temperature wise, due to his enhancement.
You’re pretty sure you saw him shirtless more often than not.
Heard the other students giggle as they would have their eyes on him too.
You would be the only woman on this planet if you said you didn’t find the sharp clawed mutant handsome yet you swallowed down those thoughts….
Until now.
“Cab?” Logan turns to face you now after making sure the group of young men had walked off in the opposite direction.
He raises his eyebrow as he takes in your expression.
Lost in your thoughts with your eyes hooded over slightly, your pupils blown with lust.
Your lips were slightly swollen and looked more pink due to the hard and fast kiss you had both just shared.
You nod, almost forgetting to answer his question.
***