Avengers: Reader Inserts

Bodyguard ~ Logan Howlett x Reader

 The water features in the garden always seemed to call to you. Whenever you could, you were out there next to them. Like right now, it was a nice day and you had taken the class outside for their English lesson. As you spoke, the water behind you would change to match the scenes you were describing. You were so enthralled with what you were teaching, that you didn't even notice you were doing it. At least, that's what Logan believed as he watched you from the balcony of the school.

Your passion for what you taught and your ability always amazed him. When he wasn't busy himself, Logan often found himself watching you teach. Which is where Jean found him, a small smirk on her lips.

"You could just walk over there, you know?" Jean teased. "I'm sure Y/N wouldn't mind."

"Don't want to interrupt her lesson," Logan muttered, still focusing on you.

"You are never an interruption to her."

His brows furrowed as he glanced at Jean. "Do you need something?"

"The Professor wants us all in his office once Y/N's class is over. Are you okay to tell her?"

Logan nodded, immediately heading down to the gardens. Jean couldn't help but shake her head and smile. You and Logan were so oblivious to each other's feelings, it was cute. Getting closer to your class, Logan slowed down to not interrupt. He slipped into an empty seat as you wrapped up.

"Read the last few chapters for the next class," you told the students. "Class dismissed."

The students gathered their things and walked back to the mansion. You gathered your items and stuffed them into your bag. Getting ready to leave, you noticed Logan sitting in one of the chairs.

"Logan," you greeted with a smile, "what are you doing out here?"

"The Professor wants us all to meet in his office right now," Logan responded, standing from the chair.

"Do you know what for?"

"Not a clue."

"We better head there then."

The two of you began walking in comfortable silence. It wasn't uncommon for the two of you to be around each other without saying a word. Your brain often short-circuited around Logan, and you didn't know why. You were an English teacher, words were your thing, except when it came to Logan. It was slightly embarrassing. Thankfully, only Jean and Ororo had occasionally teased you about it.

When the two of you reached the Professor's office, Logan held the door open for you. You muttered a soft 'thank you' before you took one of the empty seats on the side of the room. Logan took the seat beside you. His arms folded over his chest as the Professor began discussing a possible mission. You did your best to listen while watching Logan from the corner of your eye. His eyes had closed and his head hung. Soft snores were coming from him. You felt bad for Logan. With your rooms right next to each other, you could hear the nightmares that plagued him. Logan barely got any sleep. You weren't going to wake him now.

Your breath hitched as Logan's head suddenly fell to your shoulder. You tried to keep as still as you could, allowing him to get some rest. Trying to listen to the Professor and others discuss the possible mission was now a lost cause. Logan was asleep on your shoulder.

It wasn't long before you noticed that the conversation in the room had died down and everyone was staring at you and Logan.

"I think we're done for the day," Charles said with a smirk. "We'll let you two be alone."

"Wait—" You squeaked as everyone quickly and quietly left the Professor's office.

Logan barely moved, remaining asleep. His head was growing heavier on your shoulder, reminding you that his skeleton was infused with adamantium. You couldn't wake him though, Logan needed the rest. As carefully as you could, you reached down, grabbed a book from your bag, and began reading.