Lover Boy (mlm wolverinexmalereader)

Part 8

(Sorry chat the plot got lost in the sauce)

Here we go again, I kinda want to be more than friends. So take it easy on me, I'm afraid you're never satisfied
- Animal, Neon Trees

>>three months later<<

You gasp as Logan pushes you against the wall. You hear things clatter to the floor, a mess for later. That's what happens when you fuck in a gym storage closet.

His hands roam your body, and you whisper his name softly. His kisses travel down your neck and collar bone, and you groan, biting your lip. Just as he begins to lift your shirt, a kid walks in, and he jumps backwards.

"We were just-"

"What do you need Daisy?" You ask softly, but she looks traumatized.

"I just wanted a hockey stick..." she mumbles, not making eye contact with you.

"Here" you grab one off the ground and hand it to her, and she scurries off.

"Don't worry, she won't tell anyone," you say quietly, trying to mask the hurt in your voice. He suddenly cups your face.

"Don't worry baby, soon, I promise." He pecks you on the lips, adjusting his shirt, and quickly leaving the room. You sigh again, fixing your hair and walking out of the closet.

***

You're pretty sure everyone knows by now, but you let Logan have his little secret, pretending it doesn't carry heavy on your heart. You plop down on the couch, flicking on the TV.

"Hey puppy, why the long face?" Eugh, the one person who hasn't seemed to catch on.

"Nothing Wade." You grumble.

"Mm, if you say so, sunshine," he sits down beside you, and you groan.

"What do you want Wade?" You ask, knowing damn well what he wants.

"Just one date, I promise it will change your life!" He wraps his arm around your shoulder, and you tense up.

"I told you yesterday, and last week, and every day, that I'm not interested in a date with you," you push his arm off of you. He pouts, crossing his arms.

"You're no fun," he grumbles. You roll Your eyes, flipping through the channels on the TV.

"Can we at least be friends?" He asks, fluttering his eyelashes. You sigh.

"Fine." You give in. He grins, stretching out on the couch, and you're forced to put your legs over his to be comfortable. Wade was a nuisance, but he never really caused much harm.

"It's cold in here." He observed. You let your skin heat up and he sighed happily as you acted like a blanket, keeping him warm.

***

You spent a little bit watching romcoms together, and you found that when he wasn't hitting on you, he was fine company.

That's when Logan walked in.

When he saw the position you were in, basically draped over Wade, your skin glowing a little as you warmed him, laughing together; he growled angrily.

"Wade!" He growled.

You jumped in your skin, you hadn't noticed him.

"Hey wolvie, what's wrong?" You asked. He balled his hands into fists, eyeing up Wade. oh. You quickly untangle yourself from the scarred man, your skin cooling down as you stand up.

"Now, let's just talk about this-"

Logan pounces, stabbing his claws into Wade, who yelps in shock, pulling a knife from his belt and stabbing Logan in the stomach.

"Stop!" You yell, but they don't hear you.

They roll onto the floor, kicking, biting and stabbing each other, blood splattering everywhere.

"Jesus Christ you two stop this shit." But they were lost in their own world, cursing at eachother.

"He's my fuckin' boyfriend, not yours you asshole!" Logan shouts. Wade looks surprised. I guess that cat's out of the bag.

"I didn't know!" They continue to wrestle, grunting and hissing at eachother like fucking wild animals.

"Stop!!!!" You finally yell, a blast of hot wind knocking them both onto the ground. You caught your breath, balling your hands into fists.

"Logan" you beckoned him over, and he scrambled to his feet like a puppy desperately trying to please his owner. He stood in front of you, looking ashamed.

"Go wait in your room ok, I'll be right there," you spoke in a soft voice and held his face. He nodded, then scurried off. Wade raised an eyebrow.

"He must really like you,"

"Apparently, god dammit. Are you ok?" You help him off the ground, and he nods.

***

You knock lightly on Logan's door, opening it cautiously. He is sitting on his bed, looking at something on his phone. He looks up when you walk in, turning off his phone and putting it on his nightstand.

"Hey baby," you said sitting beside him. He looked away, fidgeting with the sleeve of his shirt. You gently reached out and put your hand on his, rubbing circles over his skin. He looked up and saw the way you were looking at him, like he is your entire universe.

"I only want you." You whisper, reaching to tuck a loose strand of hair behind his ear. "You're the one I choose, you'll always be the one I choose. I don't want Wade, or anyone else. I only want you." You smile reassuringly. A smile breaks on his face, and he seems to let out a breath of relief.

"I'm sorry I lost my cool, I just get so angry sometimes..." he trailed off.

"You're allowed to feel things, Logan, especially around me," you assure him, pulling him into a hug. He tenses for a moment before melting into the embrace, pulling you into his lap and holding you close. You let out your own sigh of relief, breathing in his familiar scent. Everyone says he smells bad, but you find it comforting. You stay there for a while, him rocking you gently, your face buried in his shirt.

After a bit, you both readjust so he is laying on his back and you're lying with your head on his chest. It's nice to sit and listen to his heartbeat, just being close to him. And after a bit, you both drift off to sleep.

yea i gave up one trying to make this make sense, my apologies. I'm just gonna enjoy my little gay boys. hope your enjoying :)