Fervent Feelings

Epilogue - Chapter 31 - You Know I Hate Goodbyes

"Do you want to see them?" I murmur against his chest, my voice barely audible.

I feel his heartbeat quicken beneath my ear, his breath hitching slightly at the question.

"You did nothing wrong, Logan," I say softly, lifting my head from the comforting warmth of his embrace. "You did everything you could, and they understand. You did more than enough." My hand moves gently, brushing a stray curl of hair out of his gaze before trailing down to cradle his jaw.

"I—" His voice falters, his lip trembling. I catch the glimmer of tears welling in his eyes, the glossy sheen reflecting years of pain and unspoken fears. "I was so afraid..." His voice cracks as he finally meets my gaze. "So afraid..." he whispers, the words almost breaking apart. "That you wouldn't be here, and that horrible second chance I gave you was all there was of you..."

My brows knit together in concern as I cup his face more firmly, grounding him. "And even now, after seeing me, you're afraid it might still be that way for them," I say, gently finishing the thought he can't bear to.

Logan closes his eyes, his lashes damp with unshed tears. He takes a shaky breath, the sound heavy with the weight of years of pain. "They died... and I wasn't able to do anything," he murmurs, the rawness of his voice cutting through me.

"That's not your fault," I whisper, the conviction in my words unwavering.

He shakes his head slightly, a bitter edge creeping into his tone. "I had to watch them die, not once but twice... I failed. Twice," he says, his voice weary and broken, the long years of his life etched into each syllable.

"And yet," I reply, leaning closer, my voice steady and soothing, "they're here. I'm here. And I know they don't hate you for it." A weak smile plays at my lips, trying to coax him from the darkness he's spiraling into. "Maybe Scott hates you for stealing his bike... then his car... or maybe Gambit's mad about you ruining his cooking..."

A small, reluctant smirk tugs at his lips, his sorrow cracking just slightly.

"Or Jean," I continue, my tone playful now, "for playing mind games on her." I let out a soft laugh, the sound light and teasing, and his smirk grows a little stronger.

"That sounds about right," he mutters, his voice quieter but touched with the faintest hint of warmth.

For a moment, the heaviness between us lifts, replaced by something fragile but hopeful. It's not an end to his pain, but it's a start—a thread of light weaving its way through the shadows.

"You've waited long enough, Logan," I say gently, my eyes holding his. "They're waiting for you. And I know they'll be glad to see you. Just as I am."

His eyes search mine, and I can see the fear still lingering, but there's something else there now—something softer, a glimmer of courage peeking through the cracks.

Logan rests his head against mine and takes in a deep breath. I comb through his hair in effort to soothe him a tad more before turning and kissing his cheek.

"Everything turned out alright..." I smile softly holding him close.

"I love you..." Logan utters against my skin.

"I know..." 

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so...we've finally come to an end :(if you like The Batman (2022) film starring Robert Pattinson may I suggest you go read a fic I'm working on "Cup Of Joe For John Doe'I love you all so much and thank you for all of your support, reminder nothing is stopping you from writing fanfic, are there hundreds maybe thousands of fics about the character? Yeah, that's how it was for me when I started my Steve Harrington Stranger things fanfic but I still did it. Then there's Logan, not a lot of fics this length and when I started writing it not that many in general. so just DO IT! Write the fic! if you want to watch me write my Battinson fic or just want to yap about fanfics join my discord server.https://discord.gg/zXEbGhYa or under username @ steveharringtonlover