#any wolverine

eI'm thinking A LOT about a reader who is completely obsessed with Logan, like they're in a relationship, and she doesn't hide the fact that she's completely in love and compassionate with him because she knows everything this poor man has been through and just wants to take care of him and make him happy, and Logan is kind of lost because no one has ever done this for him and he feels very loved and wants to reciprocate. anyway it's just an idea, thankssss :)

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At first, he would get flustered when you openly showed how much you loved him. He knows you loved him, obviously you did or why else would you be with him? But he wasn't used to someone being so open with PDA.

The two of you had planned a night out with some friends. The plans were simple, a dinner and some light shopping. Logan wasn't expecting you to still stick to him closely as you do when the two of you are alone, but he wasn't upset about it either. The two of you sat on one side of the booth while your friends sat on the other. Light conversation was flowing with ease as you began to cuddle into his side. He just wrapped his arm around your shoulder as he continued talking to your friend about the latest hockey games score when he felt you twiddle with his fingers. He froze mid-sentence and looked down at you to see what you were doing, and his heart skipped a bit when he noticed you were talking to your friend, and you were completely playing with his finger absentmindedly. He never truly realized how easy it was for you to love on him openly until this moment.

He also wasn't used to someone putting their life on hold to do something for him.

He was having an awful day, and he just couldn't find it in himself to function properly anymore. He knew you had a busy day today so he was planning on going to bed to sulk until you got home and then he would make dinner for the two of you. As he got home, he was taken back by the sight of you already there. "What are you doing here? I thought you weren't going to be home until eight?" He asked in a hoarse tone. Your heart ached for the man as you took in his beaten down form, "I took the rest of the day off, you sounded off earlier on the phone, thought you might need someone." You went to him and stood on your toes to kiss his cheek. "Want to help me make dinner?" He could feel his heart swell with the amount of love you give him. "I'd love to" He muttered with a soft smile. As the two of you danced between one another in the kitchen, he felt his body finally ease from carrying all the tension he collected throughout the day.

The longer Logan is with you the easier it is for him to open up, to love freely, and there isn't a day that goes by that he isn't completely and utterly in awe by you. You chose him, something he'll never be able to wrap his head around, but he never wants to witness you loving someone as easy as you love him.

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I wrote it for Logan, but I may do a Bob version later because this was such a cute idea! Thank you for the request <3 I hope you enjoy!

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It was a very, very long day for both you and Logan. You had gotten home long before he did and you had plans for the rest of the evening but as soon as you sat on the couch the weight of the day came crashing down on you and it wasn't long before your eyes grew heavy and you didn't even realize that you ended up closing them for the night instead of just blinking like you planned.

Logan came home twenty minutes later, and his heart melted into a soft puddle at the sight in front of him. He cringes at how loud the door creaked and how the floorboards squeaked under him as his boots trudged from the doorway.

He walks to the couch and takes the moment before disturbing it. You were tangled in a blanket, your shoes barely on your feet anymore, and make up already getting smudged by the way your face was pressed against the couch cushion. His brows furrowed seeing how you were laying, christ her neck is going to kill her he scolded you mentally as he kneeled beside your figure. "Darlin'?" he mummers.

You didn't stir, the only response he received was a mumble of something completely incoherent and you nuzzled your face into the cushion even deeper than before.

The smile he was biting back finally broke out across his features; he reaches over and brushes a thumb lightly under your eye. A little shimmer of mascara comes away with it.

“You’re gonna wake up with raccoon eyes,” he mutters, shaking his head like he’s annoyed, but he’s already rising to go get the cotton pads and cleanser from the bathroom drawer. He knows exactly where you keep them. Knows the brand. Knows the smell. Fuck he even knows where you buy them so he can make future purchases. Maybe he was more attached than he'd like to admit.

Logan returns a minute later and kneels again, bottle in hand.

You blink blearily at him this time, barely conscious. “Wha…?”

“Shh. Jus’ me, sweetheart. Go back to sleep.”

Your eyes flutter shut again, trusting. Completely.

His throat tightens and heart swells at the peace his presences seemed to bring you... his presence...

He pours a little micellar water onto the pad and swipes it gently across your cheek. Then the other. Then under your eyes with a feather-light touch. He’s careful not to tug. Careful like you’re breakable. Your lipstick takes a little more effort. He frowns, dabs a second pad, works at it gently until there’s just soft skin beneath. He brushes his knuckles down your jaw after, a ghost of a touch.

“There,” he says, barely above a whisper. “Pretty as ever.” He leaned closer and leaves a soft kiss on your forehead before standing tall and throwing away the cotton pads he used. Once he returned, he decided that he couldn't just let you sleep on the couch, especially not when it looked like you were about to break your neck from the position you're sleeping in.

He huffed out a laugh as he bent down to pick you up, "Come on doll."

You didn’t even stir when he picked you up. Not a twitch, not a groan -- nothing but your head tipping gently against his shoulder, lips parted just a little, breath warm where it brushed his throat. The kind of sleep that only comes when you feel completely safe. Completely cared for.

Logan holds you like you're made of something rare.

One arm under your knees, the other supporting your back, steady and sure. He moves slowly through the dim hallway, careful not to jar you. The world’s sharp edges don’t touch you here. Not while he’s got you. Not in his arms. And God help anyone who’d try.

He nudges open the bedroom door with his shoulder, steps inside, and pauses--just for a second--to look down at you.

Your face is clean now, soft and bare in the low light. No armor. No effort. Just you. Your lashes brush your cheeks, lips relaxed, cheek smushed gently into the curve of his shoulder. There’s a crease on your forehead that’s always there when you’re awake, always furrowed in thought or worry--and it’s gone now. Smooth. Unburdened.

He swallows.

“Damn, sweetheart,” he mutters, rough and quiet, barely more than a breath. “You don’t even know what you do to me.”

His fingers tighten slightly at your back.

You’re so fucking precious like this. And he doesn't mean delicate, exactly -- you’re tougher than you look, always have been -- but it hits him hard every time: that you trust him like this. With your soft moments. With your weight in his arms and your guard down and your heart wide open.

Mine, he thinks. Mine to protect. Mine to carry. Mine to take care of.

Carefully, he lowers into bed, tucks the blanket up under your chin. You murmur something sleepy and sweet, chasing the warmth of his chest even as he lays you down, and it damn near undoes him. He brushes a thumb over your cheekbone letting it linger for just a moment.

“Sleep tight, darlin’,” he whispers. “I got you.”

And he does. He always will.

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This can be about any Logan really, and it should be gender neutral <3 I hope you like it!

As always request are open for both Logan and Bucky Barnes

Ways Logan shows love:

He is very much an acts of service type of guy

Words are hard for him sometimes, but doing things for people he cares about is a breeze

He does things that are so simple but really show that he loves you. Things like pumping your gas for you or driving you around. People drive crazy and you shouldn't have to risk your life to just get to the grocery it's no trouble at all for him to take you

Honestly, it's no trouble for him to do anything for you

Omg and he is skilled in many things! I mean he's lived many different lives and has tried many different hobbies and trades so he can do almost anything for you

You need a new bookshelf? He'll build you one from scratch

You're so busy you don't have time to make dinner? He'll bring you your favorite food in exchange of your books and laptop, you need a break anyways

Your water heater broke? Well obviously, he can fix it why waste the money on a plumber!?

He does begin to enjoy physical touch if that is one of your love languages. It doesn't have to be intimate, and honestly, after a while, intimate touch isn't what he seeks out. He enjoys knowing you're near. If you're near him, then you're safe

In the beginning he would flinch when you tried to cuddle, then after a few months he would wait for you to initiate the cuddle session that he grew fond of but after around six months of being together he starts to get more comfortable with asking for cuddles

Forehead kisses are his favorite. So are the kisses he leaves on the very top of your head

He was so used to changing himself to become whatever the people around him needed him to be, but with you, he figured out quickly that you just loved him. You loved Logan, not the Wolverine. After he figured this out, he started to allow himself to let walls down, to let you in, and he never regretted that decision

He would let you practice your hobbies on him. You wanted to practice a new type of eyeshadow look? He can sit still for you, no problem. You want to try a new recipe? He'll try whatever you make him happily

If you had a presentation at work or for a class, he would sit and listen to you go through it for hours until you felt prepared

Following that idea, he would listen to you talk about anything for hours. He loves hearing the gossip you've collected and if you need to rant, he will listen and tell you that you were right (even if you were so clearly wrong) because you do no wrong in his eyes

He praises you constantly! Like I said, you do no wrong. To him, you are an angel, and he truly believes that you can accomplish absolutely anything in your life

Overall, he just wants to make your life easier. You make him so happy, and you've become such a light in his life. Doing things for you is the least he could do

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