hugh jackman/characters one shots/imagines

Andante, Andante *spicy*

you felt your heart race in your chest as you bring your hand up to knock on his door. this was the first night you were spending with logan, the two of you somewhat familiar with each others bodies. From make out sessions before that lead to you jerking him off and him fingering you. from the little experience you had this was such an upgrade, he learned your body quickly. you had to wonder what he was like in bed but you'd also gotten to know Logan. The two of you have gone on a lot of dates, he's taken you just about everywhere but his house or yours.

Logan knew you wanted to take it pretty slow, you hadn't kissed until a month in, the patience he had for you...

he took the kisses, all of them you would give him and eventually you started getting comfortable with him touching you, wrapping his arms around you in a prolonged hug, his firm biceps wrapped around your waist, the smell of pine, cigar and whiskey was something of his natural scent. he isn't sure when he fell in love with you, but he knew it was before you kissed him. the way you opened up for him like a flower, was you spotted the sunshine you grew.

you were far more interesting than you thought you were, he loved hearing about the little things you were interested in, the collection of hobbies you had, your ability to sing at all times of the day, your lengthy knowledge of certain films and shows. When you watched something, you usually became invested and attached.

The wisdom you spew out at the age of 25, something he knew at the age he'd never even comprehend. you had opened up about your trauma, waiting a while in order to not trauma dump. but you'd been through a lot and had a lot psychological battles to face because of your trauma. you'd been in and out of the hospital multiple times, put on and taken off so many drugs, in different therapies and support groups.

it wasn't easy to finally become emotionally available for another person, and it still took time. you needed a patient man, one who was invested in the person they were seeing. Logan didn't date anyone after meeting you, in the first thirty minutes you changed so quickly. first you were overly shy and bashful, your cheeks pinking and your hands shaking. Then you were calm, collected, you were still a tad bit awkward, but he found it endearing. But he also found you extremely beautiful, your brown eyes like pots gold, your hair was dark and collarbone length, it was wavy and tucked behind your ears. Your sliver round glasses sat on the bridge of your nose and your makeup was light but distinct. your almost orangey blush and dark bronzer that hollowed out your cheeks. your eyelashes you were long, covered in a thin layer of mascara. you had a hoop through your septum and you always seemed to have a small smile on your face.

It was hard for you to control your blush when it came to Logan, the moment you matched with him on your dating app, you thought it was some kind of joke. When you saw him, you immediately swiped and gave up your rose in order to hopefully match with him. But you'd done this with a lot of guys that you liked before, and it was mute.

When you did match with a guy, they usually just wanted nudes or to come over in the middle of the night to have sex. Even though it was evident on your profile that you wanted a long-term relationship, but they seemed to skip over that part. Though you had to take responsibility of them asking what you wanted, you are telling them the truth and them going 'um well....'. But because you want human connection you invite them over the hook up anyway.

Your first date was at a cafe, the two of you talking over coffee and scones. He wasn't super open at first, either, though you never dodge questions like he did. But you assumed it was the same deal you had, protecting yourself. Then he kept chatting with you, ignoring the wait a couple days after the first date, shit. He texted you the next day, saying good morning and telling you about how much fun the night before was.

You spent time together just doing mundane things, any excuse to be together and just talk. You often couldn't go to bed early, so you would call Logan over and the two of you would drive around, talk, sometimes he would even smoke weed with you.