Just Let Me Adore You. (Wolverine x Fem!OC)

8: we ride at dawn.

Wisteria's eyes slowly opened. She found her head resting on the hairy chest of the Wolverine. His arms had a protective hold around her, and hid head rested on top of her head. 

They were lying in bed, the sheets gently covering their bodies. Wisteria was engulfed in warmth and snuggled closer into the man's chest.

That kiss was real. She wasn't high. Thank god.

She carefully studied Logan's sleeping face. She had never seen him so calm before, which made her wonder if he ever slept. Her hand reached up and caressed Logan's jaw. Goddamn, that jawline. Her hand moved to his hair, twirling a strand of his raven hair around her index finger. Snickering quietly, Wisteria tugged on the strand.

Logan jolted awake. He groaned, whacking his girlfriend's hand out of his tuft of hair. The woman squeaked quietly, taking into account that everyone else was still asleep. Logan smiled tiredly, peppering kisses all over Wisteria's face. Wisteria giggled, planting a kiss on Logan's lips. Logan returned the kiss, his hands rubbing her shoulders.

"Mornin', darling." Logan whispered. "I see you want me to go bald."

"Listen, in my defense, it was funny. Who wouldn't wanna see the Baldverine? I would want to see, like, a hundred movies of that shit." Wisteria giggled.

"Shut up, you're ridiculous." Logan huffed playfully, kissing Wisteria on the temple.

The couple laughed quietly, staring lovingly at each other. Wisteria kissed her boyfriend on the nose, resting her hands on his chest. Logan shuffled around so the woman would be more comfortable. He combed his fingers through her soft hair, thinking about the bundle of love in his arms. Logan and Wisteria couldn't let each other go. 

"Hey, Lo?" Wisteria's voice was music to the man's ears.

"Somethin' wrong?" Logan asked, looking down at the woman.

"H-Have you changed your mind? About joining us to raid Cassandra's shithole, I mean." Wisteria answered.

Logan didn't respond right away. In fact, he didn't know how to respond. He had been debating it in his sleep. He wasn't too keen on leaving Wisteria alone (even though she had her brother), but he still had own demons to fight. However, he wasn't exactly fighting this battle as a lone soldier. He had given a rifle to Wisteria, so she could fight alongside him.

It would be unfair to leave her alone in the battlefield.

"I-I dunno, Wissy....I'm, uh, still thinking about it, I guess. Sorry." Logan finally replied.

Wisteria sighed, studying Logan's forlorn expression. She didn't want to pressure him into coming, but she didn't want to leave Logan all by himself. He's a tough guy, sure, but he still needed a support system. Furthermore, she loved him too fucking much to allow him to rot in a coffin that didn't belong to him. She was crazy enough to grab a shovel and dig her way through.

"No, no- don't apologize, puppy. It's okay. I don't wanna, like, pressure you or anything? 'S fine, honey, I swear." Wisteria reassured him.

A small smile crept up on Logan's face. He could feel the determination radiating from her eyes, almost akin to a laser beam. Logan kissed her passionately on the lips. Wisteria held on, not wanting to let go. Her nerves were on fire and butterflies slammed against her stomach. Logan cupped her face into his big hands before pushing away. The couple panted heavily, smiling from ear to ear.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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