➢ marvel imagines

➣ logan howlett

smutttttttttttttttttt ; i have to it's hugh fucking jackman he's a god

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You stared up at your boyfriend of 3 months, leaning against his shoulder and placing your hand on his thigh. You two were "watching the new recruits train", but neither of you were really paying attention as you both were enthralled with each other. You and Logan had always had a special bond from the beginning, the moment he started training you he knew you were going to turn into something extremely special not just in his life, but in everyone else's. When he finally mustered up the balls to ask you out, he was surprised when you said yes, but managed to not make a fool of himself in front of you. After Logan had opened up to you about his past, you realized he was a very special man to you, and you knew you always had to keep him safe. Slowly, you both began to change each other; you took him out of his broken, tough guy act and turned him into a sincere person, finally learning to love. He'd taught you how to be tougher, to get through some of life's hardest moments; he also gave you the only love you'd managed keep after several years of fighting for it. 

Drinking in the moment, he placed his hand over your own and rested his head against yours, shifting slightly so he could kiss your head. "What do you think?" He asked you, putting an arm around your shoulder and drawing you closer to him. "Any potential?"

"There's always potential, Logan. It's just whether or not the pupil is willing to open themselves up to the opportunity."

"You sound like Charles." He teased, giggling as you watched a kid attach his hand to the metal ground, using it's hidden energy to release some sort of ball towards the entity in front of him.

"That's not necessarily a bad thing." You smiled, kissing his neck gently. He loved your touch, and though you two hadn't gotten very far physically in the relationship, he lived for moments like this. He hummed and stroked his thumb against the back of your hand. "Hey, do you want to get out of here? Go back to my room? I think I may have stolen food from the cafeteria and hid it upstairs..."

"You naughty girl..." He teased, stroking your cheek gently before looking around to make sure nobody was looking at you. Quickly, he nodded and took both of your hands; with your powers, your irises erupted blue flames and you vanished from the training grounds. When you both opened your eyes you were on your bed in the same position as you were before. "You're getting better. At least this time we didn't end up in the closet." He smiled as you smacked his chest, pushing against him but it didn't have that big of an impact.

"I learned from the best, asshole." You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him gently on the lips. He responded by wrapping his arms around your hips to draw you into him, shaping his lips to melt against yours. "I love you." You whispered as you pulled away, running a hand through his hair and smiling at him.

"I love you..." He smiled, sliding his hands up to your shoulders and rubbing gently. "So, you mentioned food?"

"Sorry, I just wanted an excuse to get out of there." You giggled at his shocked expression, quickly turning to yelps as he pinched the sides of your stomach, tickling you mercilessly. "Logan!"

"This is what you get! I was promised food!" He yelled, laughing and pushing you down onto the bed, biting your neck playfully as you squirmed and screamed.