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Logan snorted through his nose , the sound dry and unmistakably amused .
ใ Been wearin' the title so long ya ' forgot it was a nickname ? ใ
Flicking his eyes away from Scott's incredulous expression .
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he pauses mid chew , gaze lifting
toward logan with a faintly look of
disbelief at the nickname .
โ boy-scout .แฃ โ
he swallows , tongue briefly pressing
against the inside of his cheek .
โ really .แฃ โ
โ ๐บ๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ .
an indie original character
written for the x-men universe.
beloved & cherished by kris.
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ใ Easy there, Red. ใ
His amber eyes met hers, warm despite the usual rough edges .
ใ 'Bout four hours . ใ
Logan's thumb drifted in a slow, absent circle against her arm, more instinct than intention.
ใ If this's your way of claimin' me, Red , you could've just asked . ใ
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He'd felt the subtle shift in her breathing change , the tension that had haunted her finally giving way to the deep, dreamless sleep she'd needed. He hadn't moved an inch.
His back had long since gone stiff against the forest floor, and every root beneath him had announcedโ
the quiet of the forest is the first thing to reach jean as she stirs awakeโthe soft rustle of pine needles overhead and the cool, cedar scented breeze against her skin.
she stirs awakeslowly, resting on the damp forest floor against the rhythmic rise and fall of loganโs +
announced itself hours ago, but compared to carrying nearly two hundred pounds of adamantium every waking moment, it barely registered.
When she noticed the damp spot on his flannel and hurriedly wiped at it, his mouth tugged into the faintest crooked grin .
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Logan barely moved.
He could feel every slow breath she took through the layers of their clothes, each one warm against his chest, each one a little steadier than the last. The forest carried on around themโthe stream whispering over smooth stones, leaves rustling overheadโ
jean doesnโt hesitate to rest her heavy head against his chest, her soft features tucking perfectly into the broad, steady line of his shoulder. he had shifted just enough to take her full weight, completely melting against him.
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but none of it was enough to pull his attention away from the woman asleep against him.
Logan didn't feel the need to be anywhere else. The fight, the noise, the endless weight of the worldโthey could all wait.
Right now, his only job was making sure nothing disturbed โ
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Without a word, he shifted closer until their shoulders brushed. One thick, calloused arm slipped around her, drawing her against his side with slow, deliberate care. She fit there easily, the solid weight of adamantium beneath muscle making him as steady as a boulder. โ
the soft, gentle whisper of nature filters out the overwhelming clamor in her head. the trickling of the water over the river stones washing away the painful noise, soothing her soul and bringing a rare stillness to her mind.
in their isolation, the tension in her head +
ใ Quit worryin' about keepin' your eyes open . ใ
Logan's ears caught every sound, sorting the harmless from the dangerous without conscious thought. Nothing out there worried him .
It was an unfamiliar peace.
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He held her a little closer, content to let the moment drift byโ