Luxarian

New reaction pic just dropped thanks Johnny.

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Scott was content with that for awhile. The admiring from afar thing. The staring problem. But, then it blossomed into something more. Something that, admittedly, scared Scott. It would happen during their arguments. It was no new development of Logan pushing Scott against walls or desks or tables — basically any nearby surface — whenever Scott successfully pissed him off. Usually, the whole pushy thing pissed him off even more in return. But then he started to like it. Started to look forward to it, even.

“Looky here, Slim,” Logan started, gripping the fabric of Scott’s suit and slamming him into a wall.

Scott let out a small oof sound and felt heat creep up his neck. That was new.

“I don’t know what kinda rodent crawled up your ass an’ died, but ya needta get it taken care of.” Logan’s voice was this deep growl and Scott swallowed harshly.

"Someone’s gotta run this team, Logan. And I don’t care if you don’t like how I do it. Last I checked, you didn’t really even care for this whole team thing,” Scott responded.

Logan’s nose wrinkled up into a snarl, something that Scott should have been scared of but… He just found it as another thing he admired of Logan. “You want me ta wear the hideous yellow suit one second, and the next you’re disregarding me from the team. So, what d’you want Pretty Boy?”

“I just want…” Scott trailed off. You, he thought.

You.

You.

You. Say it.

Logan, I want you.

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Scott to Logan btw ^

It's okay I guess - such a weird angle.