i want to take care of old man!logan
i want to lay him down on top of me with his head on my chest. weight of the adamantium be damned. i wanna run my fingers through his greying hair and gently trace the scars on his face
i want to fuss over his slow healing wounds. wipe away the mess of fluids and blood from his knuckles. when he grows upset, tries to push away, say he’s not worth this, you’re wasting your time, he doesn’t need it, simply continue cleaning. maybe planted pretty on his thighs while working
i want to show him the softness he missed out on for so long. show him he’s deserving of a tender touch, a loving whisper, a night of care. i want to litter little kisses all over his worn skin and soothe his aching bones
i want old man!logan