Imagines/oneshots Book 1

20. James "Logan" howlett - hear me out

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This takes place in 'after 73' (the time in dofp when Logan is sent back to help Charles and Erik). It's technically the new verse, pretty much after apocalypse (assuming Wolfie is recruited by then), but just imagine training with 'new wolverine' ;)

Song: floral and fading by Pierce the veil
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I had just gotten into my room after dinner to start getting ready for bed. It was getting late and I wanted a good nights sleep before my first official mission tomorrow. I was standing in front of my dresser getting out my face wash when I heard a loud 'shink' like noise. It came straight through the wall followed by a loud thud. I stood there stunned with two claws extended out from the wall protruded into my left cheek and ear, the third spaced to the side. It was no lie that it startled me but what really hit me was the loud angry scream that followed the impact. But just as soon as they appeared through the wall they were gone. I stepped back a bit feeling the fresh wound with my left hand. It was gushing blood but it was already starting to heal, the deep cuts slowly closing in on themselves.

I walked out of my room to knock on the door sat next to mine. Upon knocking there was grumble followed by a loud "WHAT?!" I slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open revealing an angry wolverine full with still extended claws and growling, pissed off facial expression. I walked toward him very slowly.

"I just wanted to let you know-"

"Wanted to let me know what?"

I stopped walking and stood right in front of him, gently tucking my hair behind my left ear showing the slowly shrinking holes. He looked at me almost horrified and almost shocked.

"I just wanted to let you know you need to watch where your flinging those things. Next time you punch a wall with them out you might hit someone who cant heal like you."

He looked at me trying to study my face. I guess the sentence could have come off a little harsh but I was sort of angry, not necessarily with him but he should be more careful. I was right, what if he had hit somebody else. He retracted them and stepped a little closer to me. I stepped back from him so he wouldn't get any closer.

"I'm sorry, I'll make sure to punch the wall without the claws next time. Just for you."

I could tell he was being sarcastic but I was gonna take it. No problem with a little strict sincerity on my part to accept and walk away.

"Good, we don't want anyone else to get hurt."

I turned and walked away as he sat down on his bed and watched me with every move I made until I was out of the room and closed the door behind me.

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It had been a little over a week and I had only a few side conversations with Logan since the incident. He always seemed like there was something that was bothering him but we weren't close enough for me to ask without coming across as nosey or pushy. Even when I wasn't talking to him though or even being near him he always seemed to be looking at me intently. I hated it but then again I didn't hate it, but I was curious as to why he seemed to have a sudden interest. Maybe he was trying to figure me out, it's not like I've ever had the time or effort to explain to him my powers and why I was really at Xavier's school. All he knows is that I'm a seemingly 22 year old mutant with an attitude and fowl language problem. Kind of like a young him, almost, which is probably why he really wanted to figure me out.

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Another few weeks had gone by and Logan still seemed sort of distanced from me but it's sort of hard to avoid someone whose room is right next to yours. I caught him every once in a while in the kitchen or walking through the halls since he had refused to go on any more missions for a while. I always tried to talk but there always seemed to be something bothering him so he'd end up not talking and leaving me behind by myself. One night I decided I finally needed to talk to him and get the air cleared. After a super late dinner I went to knock on his door but I heard strange noises coming from inside, it sounded almost like struggling. It was fairly loud too​ and woke up the person on the other side of his room. I shooed them away and told them everything would be fine and I would take care of it. They nodded and went back to their room.

I knocked on his door and received no answer so I turned the knob and pushed it open. I walked slowly to his bed after closing the door behind me to see him frantically tossing and turning in us bed. He was slightly talking to himself with whimpers here and there. It appeared he was having a nightmare. I sat on the bed next to him and went to grab his arm to shake him awake. As soon as I touched him he jolted upright screaming and unleashing his claws straight into my abdomen. I sat there staring at his confused and pained face. It took me a moment to catch my breath again but it was hard to breath with punctured lungs. He retracted his claws and I hunched forward a little bit grabbing his shoulder with my right hand and clenching the wound with my left.

He looked deep into my eyes and kept repeating "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean it." He grabbed my face causing me to look straight into his eyes for the first time. My breathing was Shakey and my body was taking to long to heal so I just sat there staring at the apologising mess in front of me. After a minute of sitting in front of him I could feel my lungs closing finally. once healed I took a full inhale of air and let go of him leaning back onto the bed grabbing where the wound had been. I think i laughed to myself for a moment and put my right hand on my forehead. He looked confused at first but then relief came over him.

"That was honestly the longest my body has ever taken to heal."

"So it was true, what you said the other day, when you had blood on your face. You weren't just messing with me?"

I sat up straight and placed my right hand on his cheek.

"Of course I wasn't messing with you. I can heel myself just like you can. Sometimes it takes a little while, but I can do it."

"Ya know that's kind of why I was trying to keep my distance from you, so you wouldn't get hurt."

"It wouldn't matter logan, we're the same you and I. We would be the best team, if I could get you to trust me."

He shook his head yes and placed his hand on my waist. I followed suit, snaking my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hug. He sighed heavily, relieved, as I did the same. When I pulled away I stuck my hand out for him to shake.

"So what'd'ya say? Partners?'

He stuck his hand out out shaking mine.

"Partners. And I don't expect you to go easy on me in the training room either."

"Deal."