for your consideration, Logan calling Trix and or Bruce doll / dollface.
do with that as you will.
Hmm yes, okay.
I gift you a small dabble for your idea
Logan was always one for nicknames. It was a second language to him. Didn’t matter if he liked you or not, didn’t matter if you never had one before, you talk to Logan for more than a minute you ended up with a nickname.
It was even worse when you managed to close to the man. Pet names became second nature to Trix at this point. Baby, babe, hun, honey, sweetie, sweetheart, starlight, star bar, twinkle, short stuff, mama, and her most recurrent baby girl. Everyone made her stomach flutter, especially when he’d wrapped those large arms around her from behind and whispered them into her ear, voice dropping an octave as he did. Drove her crazy.
Bruce on the other hand did not approve of them at first. Mostly because they were used against him for a while. Princey, Princess, baby boy, hot stuff, trust fund, pretty boy. Was all thrown at him in mocking tones for the longest time before he realized that it was not ment to mock but to tease.
So when they gained a new one they both perked up to the sweet words being tossed in their directions from the older man.
Doll.
That was new, Trix thought as she watched Logan pull off his flannel shirt in the hot summer heat leaving him in just his signature white tank top. She caught it with ease when he tossed it to her placing it on the back of her lounge chair.
It rolled off his tongue like all the other ones deep and sharp. Like it was just another word in his vocabulary. This one on the other had a bit of that gravel on it, like he was testing it on his lips.
“Baby doll you heard me?” Logan’s gruff voice cut through her analysis.
Trix ran a hand through her short hair, a style she was still getting used to. “Yeah, yeah.”
“What did I say?” Logan tested seeing straight through her poor lie. Crossing his arms over his chest only drawing more attention to the size of his biceps.
“Something.” She replied with a shrug gesturing to him vaguely as she picked up her cup from the table next to her. Letting the cool liquid hide her for a moment from his gaze.
He let out a chuckle shaking his head before his eyes left her form to something behind her. Trix didn’t have to turn to know what it was when Bruce’s hand came to run over her shoulder as her took his own seat on the matching lounger to her right.
“Missing the party am I?” Bruce’s voice caused her to turn her head. Eyes trailing up toned legs to the lightest dusting of hair across his chest only drawing attention to the happy trail that stopped just before the waistband of his swim trunks. Not just any swim trunks but the short ones, the ones that only came mid thigh and hugged the muscles beneath them.
Oh he’s playing dirty, Trix thought as she caught the eyebrow that shot out above the sunglasses perched on his nose. Logan must have had the same thought because she caught the faintest of growls coming from her left.
“Trying to twist the knife doll face?” Logan spoke up again with a new pet name making Trix glance at Bruce to see if he caught that.
“Don’t know what you’re talking about.” Bruce smirked to himself, if he did notice he made no gesture to her for her to tell.
“Really because miss barely a bikini top and jean shorts wasn’t bad enough but now I have to see your naked chest in my peripheral while I work?”
Trix looked down at herself her fixing her top at the mention of it. Okay so maybe she chose the swimsuit that hasn’t really been her size for a couple of years but it was cute and as long as she didn’t jump it fit her well enough. Plus it was hot outside and Logan always decides to do manual labor on the worse days.
“Are you complaining?” Bruce asked as his hand found Trix’s free one interlocking their fingers together his thumb rubbing gently over her knuckles.
Logan didn’t comment as he grumbled under his breath crouching back down to play with the sprinkler head that wasn’t working.
The smallest on snorts came from Bruce as his eyes peeked over the edge of his sunglasses to shoot Trix a wink that made her bite her tongue from a giggle that bubbled in her throat.
So pet names weren’t new to them especially from Logan but sometimes even he could surprise them with something new every once and awhile.
(I was gonna do something about Logan being cowboy coded but ehh I’ll do that later)
