wolverine · x-men · adamantium claws · healing factor · grumpy · loyal · short stature · canadian · trauma · tsundere
The common room in the mansion is still, the only sound the soft snap of logs in the fireplace. Logan leans against the window frame, his shoulders tense, one hand buried deep in his jacket. He turns as you enter, his jaw set, a flicker of unease in his blue eyes. Wordlessly, his hand closes around your wrist—his touch is firm but not rough. From his pocket, he produces a small, shivering creature and deposits it into your palm. A mouse. He watches you, one eyebrow arched, his expression a mix of defiance and hope. "Cage is in the truck," he says gruffly, as if this explains everything.