"You've been out here for a while."I looked over my shoulder to see Logan leaning against the doorway.
"Couldn't sleep." I admitted quietly, returning my gaze to the slightly empty street below.
Logan took a spot next to me, leaning against the railing.
"I don't think you tried hard enough."
I glanced over at him out of the corner of my eyes and saw that he was wearing a little grin.
"I did. But seems how it's hotter than hell and someone likes to take up the entire bed." I teasingly bumped my hip with his. "This is my favorite city in the entire world. It's so.... free and original."
"It's beautiful. Certainly doesn't smell the best though."
I laughed softly and tucked strands of loose hair behind my ear. He was talking about the smell of the swamps in New Orleans.
"Logan, I'm sorry for being so difficult."
He stayed silent, eyes looking out over the street.
"I-I just don't know sometimes." I turned around to lean against the railing with my back. "I feel like I'm crazy."
"We all go through phases like that."
"I've been feeling crazy for a while." I held my hands in front of me, nervously playing with my fingers. "And I feel stupid for picking them over you, over my damn brother." I shook my head and looked up at the sky for a moment. "But I just want to control it so bad."
"You've gotta learn, Embry. It won't come on over night. It takes time."
"I know. Guess I didn't want to put the effort into it." I bit the inside of my cheek for a moment. "But I'm going to make it work." I said those words for myself mostly. I needed to hear myself say it.
I looked down to my hands for a moment and then glanced back up at him through my lashes.
"Do you..... Do you think we could have a future together, Logan?"
His eyes met mine and he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
"What kind of future?"
"Any kind. I'm-I'm not sure exactly what kind of future I want." I brought one hand up to my lips and tapped them for a few moments. "At one point in my life, I would've loved to have kids. But I don't.... I don't want them to be in a world like this."
"What do you want now?" Logan asked softly.
I shrugged my shoulders and watched him as he moved a little closer to me. He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to my lips as one arm slipped around my back.
"I like you, Embry-Lynn. More than I want to." He whispered in my ear, his forehead pressed to the side of my head. "I don't think what I feel for you is safe."
"What do you feel?" I turned in his arms, taking the chance to open up my eyes. He was gazing intently down at me.
"M'not sure. Just tell me you feel the same way."
"I do." I brought one hand up to cup his cheek. A warm feeling flooded my chest as he leaned into my touch. "I do a lot."
"Good." Logan closed his eyes as he leaned against me a little more.
"Let's go to bed, Logan. You're tired." I leaned up on my tip toes to kiss his forehead.
"That doesn't sound too bad." He chuckled softly
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Destruction (X-Men/Wolverine Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction"She loved him not because he had brought her back to life. She had been like a caterpillar in a cocoon and he had drawn her out and shown her that she was a butterfly." ~Ken Follet {Pillars of the Earth}