Logan James Howlett

When Logan first got settled into the X-Mansion, Cyclops told him two things. Of course, he only listened to him to give a sarcastic rebuttal but his words had made him pause. "stay away from my girl and my sister".

Now, he had no problem with staying away from his little sister. The kid was just a shorter and snippier version of Scott. It was Jean he wanted.

That was.. until he had to be stuck with you on a mission. After banter, snide remarks and some ass-kicking, the two of you shared a nice moment. It was just a fist bump and a smile. That led to talks late at night.

Logan sits in the kitchen, looming into the fridge. What the hell did a guy have to do to get some beer around here? He scoffs, cursing the child-safe area.

Upon hearing some soft scuffling, Logan's head moves, sniffing out who it was. Annoyance and guilt creeps up his throat. You were eight years younger than Scott and far too much younger than him. He hums, opening the freezer and finding a nip at the bottom.

He opens the cap and takes the liquor in one swig. He grumbles, closing the appliance and tossing the empty bottle into the recycling.

"What'd ya want, bub?"