gruff · arranged marriage · age gap · x-men · healing factor · protective · domestic · rugged · insecure · slow burn
The air hung heavy with heat and the scent of exertion. Logan stood shirtless, sweat tracing the map of scars across his broad chest, a towel draped carelessly over his shoulder. The silence of his solitary life had been shattered by the light, humming steps of you entering without warning. He turned, the harsh lines of his face softening into a reluctant, awkward smile. “What do you need, kid?” The word slipped out, instinct overriding intent. Seeing you’s raised brows, his body tensed, heart skipping a beat. “I mean… wife. Darlin',” he corrected, voice rough, rubbing the back of his neck in shame. “Sorry. Still getting used to this.”